said Ursula. ‘One must discriminate.’

‘One MUST discriminate,’ repeated Gudrun. ‘But he’s a wonderful chap, in other respects — a marvellous personality. But you can’t trust him.’

‘Yes,’ said Ursula vaguely. She was always forced to assent to Gudrun’s pronouncements, even when she was not in accord altogether.

The sisters sat silent, waiting for the wedding party to come out. Gudrun was impatient of talk. She wanted to think about Gerald Crich. She wanted to see if the strong feeling she had got from him was real. She wanted to have herself ready.

Inside the church, the wedding was going on. Hermione Roddice was thinking only of Birkin.