Любовник леди Чаттерлей
Chapter 12
Soshelayontheblanketwithcurved,softnakedhaunches,andhehadnoideawhatshewasthinking,buttohimtooshewasbeautiful,thesoft,marvellousthinghecouldgointo,beyondeverything.
’IlovetheethatIcangointothee,’hesaid.
’Doyoulikeme?’shesaid,herheartbeating.
’Ithealsitallup,thatIcangointothee.Ilovetheethatthaopenedtome.IlovetheethatIcameintotheelikethat.’
Hebentdownandkissedhersoftflank,rubbedhischeekagainstit,thencovereditup.
’Andwillyouneverleaveme?’shesaid.
’Dunnaaskthemthings,’hesaid.
’ButyoudobelieveIloveyou?’shesaid.
’Thalovedmejustnow,widerthaniverthathoutthawould.Butwhoknowswhat’ll’appen,oncethastartsthinkin’aboutit!’
’No,don’tsaythosethings!--Andyoudon’treallythinkthatIwantedtomakeuseofyou,doyou?’
’How?’
’Tohaveachild--?’
’Nowanybodycan’aveanychildti’th’world,’hesaid,ashesatdownfasteningonhisleggings.
’Ahno!’shecried.’Youdon’tmeanit?’
’Ehwell!’hesaid,lookingatherunderhisbrows.’Thiswort’best.’
Shelaystill.Hesoftlyopenedthedoor.Theskywasdarkblue,withcrystalline,turquoiserim.Hewentout,toshutupthehens,speakingsoftlytohisdog.Andshelayandwonderedatthewonderoflife,andofbeing.
Whenhecamebackshewasstilllyingthere,glowinglikeagipsy.Hesatonthestoolbyher
