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           Andtheydrewintoacloserphysicalintimacy,anintimacyofperversity,whenhewasachildstrickenwithanapparentcandourandanapparentwonderment,thatlookedalmostlikeareligiousexaltation:theperverseandliteralrenderingof:’exceptyebecomeagainasalittlechild’.WhileshewastheMagnaMater,fullofpowerandpotency,havingthegreatblondchild-manunderherwillandherstrokeentirely.

           Thecuriousthingwasthatwhenthischild-man,whichCliffordwasnowandwhichhehadbeenbecomingforyears,emergedintotheworld,itwasmuchsharperandkeenerthantherealmanheusedtobe.Thispervertedchild-manwasnowarealbusiness-man;whenitwasaquestionofaffairs,hewasanabsolutehe-man,sharpasaneedle,andimperviousasabitofsteel.Whenhewasoutamongmen,seekinghisownends,and’makinggood’hiscollieryworkings,hehadanalmostuncannyshrewdness,hardness,andastraightsharppunch.ItwasasifhisverypassivityandprostitutiontotheMagnaMatergavehiminsightintomaterialbusinessaffairs,andlenthimacertainremarkableinhumanforce.Thewallowinginprivateemotion,theutterabasementofhismanlyself,seemedtolendhimasecondnature,cold,almostvisionary,business-clever.Inbusinesshewasquiteinhuman.

           AndinthisMrsBoltontriumphed.’Howhe’sgettingon!’shewouldsaytoherselfinpride.’Andthat’smydoing!Myword,he’dneverhavegotonlikethiswithLadyChatterley.Shewasnottheonetoputamanforward.Shewantedtoomuchforherself.