Women in Love by D H Lawrence Chapter 19 Page 37

of the earth, when Will Brangwen appeared, rolling down his shirt sleeves.

‘Well,’ said Brangwen, ‘I’ll get a coat.’ And he too disappeared for a moment. Then he returned, and opened the door of the drawing-room, saying:

‘You must excuse me, I was just doing a bit of work in the shed. Come inside, will you.’

Birkin entered and sat down. He looked at the bright, reddish face of the other man, at the narrow brow and the very bright eyes, and at the rather sensual lips that unrolled wide and expansive under the black cropped moustache. How curious it was that this was a human being! What Brangwen thought himself to be, how meaningless it was, confronted with the reality of him. Birkin could see only a strange,