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'How do you know her so well? he asked. 'I knew her in London, he replied, 'in the Algernon Strange set. She'll know about Pussum and Libidnikov and the rest even if she doesn't know them personally. She was never quite that set more conventional, in a way. I've known her for two years, I suppose. 'And she makes money, apart from her teaching? asked Gerald. 'Some irregularly.
Suddenly the Pussum appeared again in the door, her small, childish face looking sullen and vindictive. 'I know you want to catch me out, came her cold, rather resonant voice. 'But I don't care, I don't care how much you catch me out. She turned and was gone again. She had been wearing a loose dressing-gown of purple silk, tied round her waist.
Either he is a pure servant, washing the feet of Christ, or else he is making obscene drawings of Jesus action and reaction and between the two, nothing. He is really insane. He wants a pure lily, another girl, with a baby face, on the one hand, and on the other, he MUST have the Pussum, just to defile himself with her. 'That's what I can't make out, said Gerald.
The Pussum let it be known by her tone, that she was aware of Gudrun's listening. 'I suppose he didn't feel like it, replied Gerald. 'But why didn't he? pursued the Pussum. This was received in silence. There was an ugly, mocking persistence in the small, beautiful figure of the short-haired girl, as she stood near Gerald. 'Are you staying in town long? she asked. 'Tonight only.
They crowded five of them into the taxi-cab. Halliday lurched in first, and dropped into his seat against the other window. Then the Pussum took her place, and Gerald sat next to her. They heard the young Russian giving orders to the driver, then they were all seated in the dark, crowded close together, Halliday groaning and leaning out of the window.
'Then one won't crawl on you, said Gerald, smiling and knowing. In some strange way he understood her. 'It's metaphysical, as Gerald says, Birkin stated. There was a little pause of uneasiness. 'And are you afraid of nothing else, Pussum? asked the young Russian, in his quick, hushed, elegant manner. 'Not weally, she said. 'I am afwaid of some things, but not weally the same.
Do come, everybody, it will be so splendid. Pussum, you are coming. What? Oh but you MUST come, yes, you must. What? Oh, my dear girl, don't make a fuss now, I feel perfectly Oh, it's so ghastly Ho! er! Oh! 'You know you can't drink, she said to him, coldly. 'I tell you it isn't drink it's your disgusting behaviour, Pussum, it's nothing else. Oh, how awful! Libidnikov, do let us go.
'Yes, she said, 'I should adore some oysters. 'All right, he said. 'We'll have oysters. And he beckoned to the waiter. Halliday took no notice, until the little plate was set before her. Then suddenly he cried: 'Pussum, you can't eat oysters when you're drinking brandy. 'What has it go to do with you? she asked. 'Nothing, nothing, he cried.
He sat with his arms on the table, his sunbrowned, rather sinister hands, that were animal and yet very shapely and attractive, pushed forward towards her. And they fascinated her. And she knew, she watched her own fascination. Other men had come to the table, to talk with Birkin and Halliday. Gerald said in a low voice, apart, to Pussum: 'Where have you come back from?
'Why, have you ever seen blood, except in a dentist's spittoon? jeered the young man. 'I wasn't speaking to you, she replied rather superbly. 'You can answer me, can't you? he said. For reply, she suddenly jabbed a knife across his thick, pale hand. He started up with a vulgar curse. 'Show's what you are, said the Pussum in contempt.
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