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Chapter 19
’Thatscum!Thatbumptiouslout!Thatmiserablecad!Andcarryingonwithhimallthetime,whileyouwerehereandhewasoneofmyservants!MyGod,myGod,isthereanyendtothebeastlylownessofwomen!’
Hewasbesidehimselfwithrage,assheknewhewouldbe.
’Andyoumeantosayyouwanttohaveachildtoacadlikethat?’
’Yes!I’mgoingto.’
’You’regoingto!Youmeanyou’resure!Howlonghaveyoubeensure?’
’SinceJune.’
Hewasspeechless,andthequeerblanklookofachildcameoverhimagain.
’You’dwonder,’hesaidatlast,’thatsuchbeingswereeverallowedtobeborn.’
’Whatbeings?’sheasked.
Helookedatherweirdly,withoutananswer.Itwasobvious,hecouldn’tevenacceptthefactoftheexistenceofMellors,inanyconnexionwithhisownlife.Itwassheer,unspeakable,impotenthate.
’Anddoyoumeantosayyou’dmarryhim?--andbearhisfoulname?’heaskedatlength.
’Yes,that’swhatIwant.’
Hewasagainasifdumbfounded.
’Yes!’hesaidatlast.’ThatprovesthatwhatI’vealwaysthoughtaboutyouiscorrect:you’renotnormal,you’renotinyourrightsenses.You’reoneofthosehalf-insane,pervertedwomenwhomustrunafterdepravity,thenostalgiedelaboue.’
Suddenlyhehadbecomealmostwistfullymoral,seeinghimselftheincarnationofgood,andpeoplelikeMellorsandConnietheincarnationofmud,ofevil.Heseemedtobegrowingvague,insideanimbus.
’Sodon’tyouthinkyou’dbetterdivorcemeandhavedonewithit?’shesaid.
