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The man looked at her with a sideways look of appreciation, yet faroff, almost insolent. The woman drew herself up. There was a certain costermonger richness about her. She did not know what Ursula was after, she was on her guard, hostile. Birkin approached, smiling wickedly at seeing Ursula so nonplussed and frightened. 'What's the matter? he said, smiling.
But when the others had gone, Birkin turned round in bitter declamation, saying: 'It is just the opposite, just the contrary, Hermione. We are all different and unequal in spirit it is only the SOCIAL differences that are based on accidental material conditions. We are all abstractly or mathematically equal, if you like. Every man has hunger and thirst, two eyes, one nose and two legs.
'What curious notions you have of love, jeered Ursula. 'And woman is the same as horses: two wills act in opposition inside her. With one will, she wants to subject herself utterly. With the other she wants to bolt, and pitch her rider to perdition. 'Then I'm a bolter, said Ursula, with a burst of laughter. 'It's a dangerous thing to domesticate even horses, let alone women, said Birkin.
And Gerald, watching, saw the amazing attractive goodliness of his eyes, a young, spontaneous goodness that attracted the other man infinitely, yet filled him with bitter chagrin, because he mistrusted it so much. He knew Birkin could do without him could forget, and not suffer.
He seemed to be the very stuff of the underworld of life. There was no going beyond him. Ursula too was attracted by Loerke. In both sisters he commanded a certain homage. But there were moments when to Ursula he seemed indescribably inferior, false, a vulgarism. Both Birkin and Gerald disliked him, Gerald ignoring him with some contempt, Birkin exasperated.
'It disappoints you? said Birkin. 'Disappoints me! No but how is it Hermione has them here? 'She knew Gudrun in London that's the younger one, the one with the darker hair she's an artist does sculpture and modelling. 'She's not a teacher in the Grammar School, then only the other? 'Both Gudrun art mistress, Ursula a class mistress. 'And what's the father?
He did not want to say anything about the flight to the church door. 'We got there together. At least she touched first, but I had my hand on her shoulder. 'What's this? asked Gerald. Birkin told him about the race of the bride and the bridegroom. 'H'm! said Gerald, in disapproval. 'What made you late then?
He knew more than Birkin, in one direction much more. And this gave him his gentle love for the other man, as if Birkin were in some way young, innocent, child-like: so amazingly clever, but incurably innocent. 'Yet you are so banal as to consider me chiefly a freak, said Birkin pointedly. 'A freak! exclaimed Gerald, startled.
The smile appeared again. 'In what way? 'Every way, said Birkin. 'We are such dreary liars. Our one idea is to lie to ourselves. We have an ideal of a perfect world, clean and straight and sufficient.
He could feel violent waves of hatred and loathing of all he said, coming out of her. It was dynamic hatred and loathing, coming strong and black out of the unconsciousness. She heard his words in her unconscious self, CONSCIOUSLY she was as if deafened, she paid no heed to them. 'It SOUNDS like megalomania, Rupert, said Gerald, genially. Hermione gave a queer, grunting sound. Birkin stood back.
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