Women in Love by D H Lawrence Chapter 8 Page 16

which rattled out like a clatter of falling stones.

‘What is the book?’ asked Alexander, promptly.

‘Fathers and Sons, by Turgenev,’ said the little foreigner, pronouncing every syllable distinctly. She looked at the cover, to verify herself.

‘An old American edition,’ said Birkin.

‘Ha! — of course — translated from the French,’ said Alexander, with a fine declamatory voice. ‘Bazarov ouvra la porte et jeta les yeux dans la rue.’

He looked brightly round the company.

‘I wonder what the “hurriedly” was,’ said Ursula.

They all began to guess.