Любовник леди Чаттерлей
Chapter 6
Seems’e’salmostastrangerto’er,fairastranger,andIdon’tthinkthey’retwoas’dhititoffveryeasy.He’sgotfunnyways.’
Conniedidn’tknowwhattosay.
’Look,Gran!’simperedthechild.
Theoldwomanlookeddownatthesixpenceinthelittlegirl’shand.
’An’sixpencean’all!Oh,yourLadyship,youshouldn’t,youshouldn’t.Why,isn’tLadyChatterleygoodtoyer!Myword,you’realuckygirlthismorning!’
Shepronouncedthename,asallthepeopledid:Chat’ley.--Isn’tLadyChat’leygoodtoyou!’--Conniecouldn’thelplookingattheoldwoman’snose,andthelatteragainvaguelywipedherfacewiththebackofherwrist,butmissedthesmudge.
Conniewasmovingaway’Well,thankyoueversomuch,LadyChat’ley,I’msure.SaythankyoutoLadyChat’ley!’--thislasttothechild.
’Thankyou,’pipedthechild.
’There’sadear!’laughedConnie,andshemovedaway,saying’Goodmorning’,heartilyrelievedtogetawayfromthecontact.
Curious,shethought,thatthatthin,proudmanshouldhavethatlittle,sharpwomanforamother!
Andtheoldwoman,assoonasConniehadgone,rushedtothebitofmirrorinthescullery,andlookedatherface.Seeingit,shestampedherfootwithimpatience.’Ofcourseshehadtocatchmeinmycoarseapron,andadirtyface!Niceideashe’dgetofme!’
ConniewentslowlyhometoWragby.’Home!’...itwasawarmwordtouseforthatgreat,wearywarren.Butthenitwasawordthathadhaditsday.Itwassomehowcancelled.
