strong voice, as he replied:

‘Though I shouldn’t want her to be in too big a hurry, either. It’s no good looking round afterwards, when it’s too late.’

‘Oh, it need never be too late,’ said Birkin, ‘as far as that goes.’

‘How do you mean?’ asked the father.

‘If one repents being married, the marriage is at an end,’ said Birkin.

‘You think so?’

‘Yes.’

‘Ay, well that may be your way of looking at it.’

Birkin, in silence, thought to himself: ‘So it may. As for YOUR way of looking at it, William Brangwen, it needs a little explaining.’