Women in Love by D H Lawrence Chapter 29 Page 83

smile. He seemed very tall to her, she saw the glisten of his whitish eyebrows, that met between his brows.

‘How do you like it?’ he said.

He seemed to be laughing inside himself, quite unconsciously. She looked at him. He was a phenomenon to her, not a human being: a sort of creature, greedy.

‘I like it very much,’ she replied.

‘Who do you like best downstairs?’ he asked, standing tall and glistening above her, with his glistening stiff hair erect.

‘Who do I like best?’ she repeated, wanting to answer his question, and finding it difficult to collect herself. ‘Why I don’t know, I don’t know enough about them yet, to be able to say. Who do YOU like best?’