Коханець леді Чаттерлей

           Eventheprostitutiontothebitch-goddesswasnothingness,thoughthemenprostitutedthemselvesinnumerabletimes.Nothingnesseventhat.

           MichaeliswrotetoCliffordabouttheplay.Ofcoursesheknewaboutitlongago.AndCliffordwasagainthrilled.Hewasgoingtobedisplayedagainthistime,somebodywasgoingtodisplayhim,andtoadvantage.HeinvitedMichaelisdowntoWragbywithActI.

           Michaeliscame:insummer,inapale-colouredsuitandwhitesuedegloves,withmauveorchidsforConnie,verylovely,andActIwasagreatsuccess.EvenConniewasthrilled...thrilledtowhatbitofmarrowshehadleft.AndMichaelis,thrilledbyhispowertothrill,wasreallywonderful...andquitebeautiful,inConnie’seyes.Shesawinhimthatancientmotionlessnessofaracethatcan’tbedisillusionedanymore,anextreme,perhaps,ofimpuritythatispure.Onthefarsideofhissupremeprostitutiontothebitch-goddessheseemedpure,pureasanAfricanivorymaskthatdreamsimpurityintopurity,initsivorycurvesandplanes.

           HismomentofsheerthrillwiththetwoChatterleys,whenhesimplycarriedConnieandCliffordaway,wasoneofthesuprememomentsofMichaelis’life.Hehadsucceeded:hehadcarriedthemaway.EvenCliffordwastemporarilyinlovewithhim...ifthatisthewayonecanputit.

           SonextmorningMickwasmoreuneasythanever;restless,devoured,withhishandsrestlessinhistrouserspockets.Conniehadnotvisitedhiminthenight...andhehadnotknownwheretofindher.Coquetry!...athismomentoftriumph.

           Hewentuptohersitting-roominthemorning.Sheknewhewouldcome.