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Lady Chatterley's Lover

Chapter 14
When she got near the park-gate, she heard the click of the latch. He was there,
then, in the darkness of the wood, and had seen her!
"You are good and early," he said out of the dark. "Was everything all right?"
"Perfectly easy."
He shut the gate quietly after her, and made a spot of light on the dark ground,
showing the pallid flowers still standing there open in the night. They went on
apart, in silence.
"Are you sure you didn't hurt yourself this morning with that chair?" she asked.
"No, no!"
"When you had that pneumonia, what did it do to you?"
"Oh nothing! it left my heart not so strong and the lungs not so elastic. But it
always does that."
"And you ought not to make violent physical efforts?"
"Not often."
She plodded on in an angry silence.
"Did you hate Clifford?" she said at last.
"Hate him, no! I've met too many like him to upset myself hating him. I know
beforehand I don't care for his sort, and I let it go at that."
"What is his sort?"
"Nay, you know better than I do. The sort of youngish gentleman a bit like a lady,
and no balls."
"What balls?"
"Balls! A man's balls!"
She pondered this.
"But is it a question of that?" she said, a little annoyed.
"You say a man's got no brain, when he's a fool: and no heart, when he's mean;
and no stomach when he's a funker. And when he's got none of that spunky wild
bit of a man in him, you say he's got no balls. When he's a sort of tame."
She pondered this.
"And is Clifford tame?" she asked.
"Tame, and nasty with it: like most such fellows, when you come up against 'em."
"And do you think you're not tame?"
"Maybe not quite!"
At length she saw in the distance a yellow light.
She stood still.
"There is a light!" she said.
"I always leave a light in the house," he said.
She went on again at his side, but not touching him, wondering why she was
going with him at all.
He unlocked, and they went in, he bolting the door behind them. As if it were a
prison, she thought! The kettle was singing by the red fire, there were cups on
the table.
She sat in the wooden arm-chair by the fire. It was warm after the chill outside.
 
 
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