Women in Love by D H Lawrence Chapter 23 Page 52

shining and open. It was as if he might enter straight into the source of her radiance. His face became a little distracted.

‘Shall we go?’ he said.

‘As you like,’ she replied.

They were soon out of the little town, and running through the uneven lanes of the country. Ursula nestled near him, into his constant warmth, and watched the pale-lit revelation racing ahead, the visible night. Sometimes it was a wide old road, with grass-spaces on either side, flying magic and elfin in the greenish illumination, sometimes it was trees looming overhead, sometimes it was bramble bushes, sometimes the walls of a crew-yard and the butt of a barn.

‘Are you going to Shortlands to dinner?’ Ursula asked him suddenly. He started.