Women in Love by D. H. (David Herbert) Lawrence
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'They're all afwaid of me,' she said. 'Only the Jew thinks he's going to show his courage. But he's the biggest coward of them all, really, because he's afwaid what people will think about him--and Julius doesn't care about that.' 'They've a lot of valour between them,' said Gerald good-humouredly. The Pussum looked at him with a slow, slow smile. She was very handsome, flushed, and confident in dreadful knowledge. Two little points of light glinted on Gerald's eyes. 'Why do they call you Pussum, because you're like a cat?' he asked her. 'I expect so,' she said. The smile grew more intense on his face. 'You are, rather; or a young, female panther.' 'Oh God, Gerald!' said Birkin, in some disgust. They both looked uneasily at Birkin. 'You're silent tonight, Wupert,' she said to him, with a slight insolence, being safe with the other man. Halliday was coming back, looking forlorn and sick. 'Pussum,' he said, 'I wish you wouldn't do these things--Oh!' He sank |
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