林中小屋，看看她是否在那儿。我准会找她回来。”博尔顿太太好说歹说，克利福德总算答应她去。

And so Connie had come upon her in the drive, alone and palely loitering.

就这样，康妮在车道上遇到她。她形单影只，面色苍白，心惊肉跳，不敢前进。

"You mustn't mind me coming to look for you, my Lady! But Sir Clifford worked himself up into such a state. He made sure you were struck by lightning, or killed by a falling tree. And he was determined to send Field and Betts to the wood to find the body. So I thought I'd better come, rather than set all the servants agog.

“我出来找您，您可别见怪，夫人！克利福德爵士简直急疯了。他断定您不是被雷劈了，就是被树砸死了。打算派菲尔德和贝茨去树林寻找尸体呢。所以，我觉得最好还是我出马，免得让仆人们都寝食难安。”

She spoke nervously. She could still see on Connie's face the smoothness and the half-dream of passion, and she could feel the irritation against herself.

她说话时，流露出不安的情绪。激情过后的光泽和梦幻仍挂在康妮脸上，这瞒不过博尔顿太太的眼睛，她也感觉得到夫人对她深怀不满。

"Quite!" said Connie.

“很好！”康妮说。

And she could say no more.

她再也说不出别的话。

The two women plodded on through the wet world, in silence, while great drops splashed like explosions in the wood. When they ca