houselay

Updated: May 26, 2025

By myself I am. They sat till they heard the last tram come in. In a few minutes Emma Houselay entered. 'Come on, my old duck! cried Polly Birkin. 'It is perishing, said Emma, holding her fingers to the fire. 'But I'm afraid to, go home in, the dark, sang Laura Sharp, the tune having got into her mind. 'Who're you going with tonight, John Thomas? asked Muriel Baggaley, coolly.

D. H. (David Herbert) Lawrence - England, My England