Women in Love by D H Lawrence Chapter 3 Page 33

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‘You want your tea, don’t you,’ said Hermione, turning to Ursula with a gracious kindliness. ‘You’ve worked all day — ’

Birkin stopped short. A spasm of anger and chagrin went over Ursula. His face set. And he bade good-bye, as if he had ceased to notice her.

They were gone. Ursula stood looking at the door for some moments. Then she put out the lights. And having done so, she sat down again in her chair, absorbed and lost. And then she began to cry, bitterly, bitterly weeping: but whether for misery or joy, she never knew.