第90部分

請關閉瀏覽器的閱讀/暢讀/小說模式並且關閉廣告遮蔽過濾功能，避免出現內容無法顯示或者段落錯亂。

of　several　bungalows　in　a　group；　he　said　softly：

〃Don't　lock　your　door。〃

〃I'd　rather；　here；〃　she　said。

〃No；　don't。　We　belong　to　each　other。　Don't　let　us　deny　it。〃

She　did　not　answer。　He　took　her　silence　for　consent。

He　shared　his　room　with　another　man。

〃I　suppose；〃　he　said；　〃it　won't　alarm　the　house　if　I　go　across　to　happier

regions。〃

〃So　long　as　you　don't　make　a　great　row　going；　and　don't　try　the　wrong

door；〃　said　the　other　man；　turning　in　to　sleep。

Skrebensky　went　out　in　his　wide…striped　sleeping　suit。　He　crossed　the　big

dining　hall；　whose　low　firelight　smelled　of　cigars　and　whisky　and　coffee；

entered　the　other　corridor　and　found　Ursula's　room。　She　was　lying　awake；

wide…eyed　and　suffering。　She　was　glad　he　had　e；　if　only　for

consolation。　It　was　consolation　to　be　held　in　his　arms；　to　feel　his　body

against　hers。　Yet　how　foreign　his　arms　and　body　were！　Yet　still；　not　so

horribly　foreign　and　hostile　as　the　rest　of　the　house　felt　to　her。

She　did　not　know　how　she　suffered　in　this　house。　She　was

healthy　and　exorbitantly　full　of　interest。　So　she　played　tennis

and　learned　golf；　she　rowed　out　and　swam　in　the　deep　sea；　and

enjoyed　it　very　much　indeed；　full　of　zest。　Yet　all　the　time；

among　those　others；　she　felt　shocked　and　wincing；　as　if　her

violently…sensitive　nakedness　were　exposed　to　the　hard；　brutal；

material　impact　of　the　rest　of　the　people。

The　days　went　by　unmarked；　in　a　full；　almost　strenuous

enjoyment　of　one's　own　physique。　Skrebensky　was　one　among　the

others；　till　evening　came；　and　he　took　her　for　himself。　She　was

allowed　a　great　deal　of　freedom　and　was　treated　with　a　good　deal