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1.【址:a g 9 559⒐ v i p】1  `Connie Mellors! Well, that's a nice name! And did you come out with your Daddy, and he shot a pussy? But it was a bad pussy!'
2.  What could she do but leave it alone? So she left it alone. Miss Chatterley came sometimes, with her aristocratic thin face, and triumphed, finding nothing altered. She would never forgive Connie for ousting her from her union in consciousness with her brother. It was she, Emma, who should be bringing forth the stories, these books, with him; the Chatterley stories, something new in the world, that they, the Chatterleys, had put there. There was no other standard. There was no organic connexion with the thought and expression that had gone before. Only something new in the world: the Chatterley books, entirely personal.
3.  `Why, whatever?' she said, hastily wiping her arm across her face as she saw Connie standing outside.
4.  `Mellors! You saw him,' said Clifford.
5.  Nevertheless he travelled with his manservant and his very neat car, this Dublin mongrel.
6.  There was a sad pause. `Yes, for a little while,' said Connie.

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1.  `What did you do all afternoon?' he said.
2.  `Another!' he said, glancing at her with a flash of anger, touched with derision.
3.  She looked at him.
4.  Chapter 3
5.  The world is supposed to be full of possibilities, but they narrow down to pretty few in most personal experience. There's lots of good fish in the sea...maybe...but the vast masses seem to be mackerel or herring, and if you're not mackerel or herring yourself you are likely to find very few good fish in the sea.
6.  `And do you like it?'

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1.  Till she came to the clearing, at the end of the wood, and saw the green-stained stone cottage, looking almost rosy, like the flesh underneath a mushroom, its stone warmed in a burst of sun. And there was a sparkle of yellow jasmine by the door; the closed door. But no sound; no smoke from the chimney; no dog barking.
2.  `I wondered what the hammering was,' she said, feeling weak and breathless, and a little afraid of him, as he looked so straight at her.
3.  The phrase sounded queer, she didn't know why. But she let it pass.
4.  Clifford steered cautiously down the slope of the knoll from the hall, and Connie kept her hand on the chair. In front lay the wood, the hazel thicket nearest, the purplish density of oaks beyond. From the wood's edge rabbits bobbed and nibbled. Rooks suddenly rose in a black train, and went trailing off over the little sky.
5.   `There's a dear!' laughed Connie, and she moved away, saying `Good morning', heartily relieved to get away from the contact.
6.  On a frosty morning with a little February sun, Clifford and Connie went for a walk across the park to the wood. That is, Clifford chuffed in his motor-chair, and Connie walked beside him.

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2.  `But the wood is older than your family,' said Connie gently.
3.  His sad-dog sort of extinguished self persisted all the evening, though through it Clifford felt the inner effrontery. Connie didn't feel it, perhaps because it was not directed against women; only against men, and their presumptions and assumptions. That indestructible, inward effrontery in the meagre fellow was what made men so down on Michaelis. His very presence was an affront to a man of society, cloak it as he might in an assumed good manner.
4、  Yet when those days of her grand joyful cheerfulness and stimulus were gone, quite gone, and she was depressed and irritable, how Clifford longed for them again! Perhaps if he'd known he might even have wished to get her and Michaelis together again.
5、  `I only called with a message from Sir Clifford,' she said in her soft, rather breathless voice.

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  • 加布丽埃尔·香奈儿 08-03

      Clifford started the little engine, the man carefully turned the chair, and set it nose-forwards to the incline that curved gently to the dark hazel thicket.

  • 游本昌 08-03

      `All right. The fact that things ought to be something else than what they are, is not my department.

  • 张柏芝 08-03

       `And I do think you confuse the mental life with the critical activity. I agree with you, Socrates gave the critical activity a grand start, but he did more than that,' said Charlie May, rather magisterially. The cronies had such a curious pomposity under their assumed modesty. It was all so ex cathedra, and it all pretended to be so humble.

  • 王译萱 08-03

      Olive was reading a book about the future, when babies would be bred in bottles, and women would be `immunized'.

  • 宁玉囡 08-02

    {  `Was Mellors there?'

  • 徐男 08-01

      She pronounced the name, as all the people did: Chat'ley.---Isn't Lady Chat'ley good to you!'---Connie couldn't help looking at the old woman's nose, and the latter again vaguely wiped her face with the back of her wrist, but missed the smudge.}

  • 洪星仁 08-01

      `What do you mean?' she said.

  • 金甫 08-01

      `Oh, well, I like to run sometimes!'

  • 孔小溪 07-31

       `Look, Gran!' simpered the child.

  • 何昊轩 07-29

    {  Her father warned her again: `Why don't you get yourself a beau, Connie? Do you all the good in the world.'

  • 侯福才 07-29

      `But the wood is older than your family,' said Connie gently.

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