他房子住，为的到底是什么？”“只因他为我效劳。”“呸！我劝你还是省着每周那两英镑，留着那间房子吧。”“或许他也很想这么说，可只是舍不得放弃这份美差！”“你，还有你的统治！”她说。“你算什么统治者？别自吹自擂了。你只不过多几个臭钱，能每周付两英镑，差遣别人给你干活，或是以饿死相要挟。统治！你的统治带来了什么好处？怎么，没话说了吧？你只不过依仗着有钱，就恣意胡为，这种行径跟犹太人和德国佬有什么不同？”

"You are very elegant in your speech, Lady Chatterley!" "I assure you, you were very elegant altogether out there in the wood. I was utterly ashamed of you. Why, my father is ten times the human being you are: you GENTLEMAN!” He reached and rang the bell for Mrs. Bolton. But he was yellow at the gills.

“这番演说真是精彩绝伦，查泰莱夫人！”“我敢担保，你在林中的演讲才算得上绝妙呢。我真替你害臊。哎呀，说到待人以善，我父亲比你胜强十倍，你这位高贵的绅士！”他按铃召唤博尔顿太太。可两颊已经气得蜡黄。

She went up to her room, furious, saying to herself: "Him and buying people! Well, he doesn't buy me, and therefore there's no need for me to stay with him. Dead fish of a gentleman, with his celluloid soul! And how they take one in, with their manners and their mock wistfulness and gentleness. They've got about as much feeling as celluloid has.” She made her plans for the night, a