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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Sons and Lovers by D. H. Lawrence: at the word 'jealous'--"merely because I sometimes bring you a book,"
he added slowly. "But, you see, it's only a trifle. Don't bother
about it, will you--because"--he laughed quickly--"well, what would they
say if they saw us here now, in spite of their victory?"
She was angry with him for his clumsy reference to
their present intimacy. It was almost insolent of him.
Yet he was so quiet, she forgave him, although it cost her an effort.
Their two hands lay on the rough stone parapet of the Castle wall.
He had inherited from his mother a fineness of mould, so that
his hands were small and vigorous. Hers were large, to match her
large limbs, but white and powerful looking. As Paul looked at them
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