Любовник леди Чаттерлей
Chapter 10
Allthelowerwoodwasinshadow,almostdarkness.Yettheskyoverheadwascrystal.Butitshedhardlyanylight.Hecamethroughthelowershadowtowardsher,hisfaceliftedlikeapaleblotch.
’Shallwegothen?’hesaid.
’Where?’
’I’llgowithyoutothegate.’
Hearrangedthingshisownway.Helockedthedoorofthehutandcameafterher.
’Youaren’tsorry,areyou?’heasked,ashewentatherside.
’No!No!Areyou?’shesaid.
’Forthat!No!’hesaid.Thenafterawhileheadded:’Butthere’stherestofthings.’
’Whatrestofthings?’shesaid.
’SirClifford.Otherfolks.Allthecomplications.’
’Whycomplications?’shesaid,disappointed.
’It’salwaysso.Foryouaswellasforme.There’salwayscomplications.’Hewalkedonsteadilyinthedark.
’Andareyousorry?’shesaid.
’Inaway!’hereplied,lookingupatthesky.’IthoughtI’ddonewithitall.NowI’vebegunagain.’
’Begunwhat?’
’Life.’
’Life!’shere-echoed,withaqueerthrill.
’It’slife,’hesaid.’There’snokeepingclear.Andifyoudokeepclearyoumightalmostaswelldie.SoifI’vegottobebrokenopenagain,Ihave.’
Shedidnotquiteseeitthatway,butstill’It’sjustlove,’shesaidcheerfully.
’Whateverthatmaybe,’hereplied.
Theywentonthroughthedarkeningwoodinsilence,tilltheywerealmostatthegate.
’Butyoudon’thateme,doyou?’shesaidwistfully.
’Nay,nay,’hereplied.Andsuddenlyheheldherfastagainsthisbreastagain,withtheoldconnectingpassion.
