Любовник леди Чаттерлей

           ThenitseemsthepostmanFredKirksaysheheardsomebodytalkinginMrMellors’bedroomearlyonemorning,andamotor-carhadbeeninthelane.

           MrMellorsstayedonwithhismother,andwenttothewoodthroughthepark,anditseemsshestayedonatthecottage.Well,therewasnoendoftalk.SoatlastMrMellorsandTomPhillipswenttothecottageandfetchedawaymostofthefurnitureandbedding,andunscrewedthehandleofthepump,soshewasforcedtogo.ButinsteadofgoingbacktoStacksGateshewentandlodgedwiththatMrsSwainatBeggarlee,becauseherbrotherDan’swifewouldn’thaveher.AndshekeptgoingtooldMrsMellors’house,tocatchhim,andshebeganswearinghe’dgotinbedwithherinthecottageandshewenttoalawyertomakehimpayheranallowance.She’sgrownheavy,andmorecommonthanever,andasstrongasabull.Andshegoesaboutsayingthemostawfulthingsabouthim,howhehaswomenatthecottage,andhowhebehavedtoherwhentheyweremarried,thelow,beastlythingshedidtoher,andIdon’tknowwhatall.I’msureit’sawful,themischiefawomancando,onceshestartstalking.Andnomatterhowlowshemaybe,there’llbesomeaswillbelieveher,andsomeofthedirtwillstick.I’msurethewayshemakesoutthatMrMellorswasoneofthoselow,beastlymenwithwomen,issimplyshocking.Andpeopleareonlytooreadytobelievethingsagainstanybody,especiallythingslikethat.Shedeclaredshe’llneverleavehimalonewhilehelives.