et himself go altogether, at last.

然后，她将他拉入怀中，两臂抱住他宽厚的双肩，而他将脸埋进她的胸膛，不停抽泣，肩膀颤抖着，起伏着。她轻柔地抚摸着他淡金色的发丝，说：“好啦！好啦！好啦！别伤心了！别伤心了！没关系的！没关系的！”他搂着她，孩子似的依偎在她怀里，她浆硬白围裙的围兜处，还有淡蓝色棉衣的胸口处，全被他的泪水沾湿。他终于彻底释放出自己的情感。

So at length she kissed him, and rocked him on her bosom, and in her heart she said to herself: "Oh, Sir Clifford! Oh, high and mighty Chatterleys! Is this what you've come down to!” And finally he even went to sleep, like a child. And she felt worn out, and went to her own room, where she laughed and cried at once, with a hysteria of her own. It was so ridiculous! It was so awful! Such a comedown! So shameful! And it was so upsetting as well.

过了一会儿，她亲吻着他，摇晃着自己怀里的大男孩，可在心里却暗暗念叨着：“噢，克利福德爵士！噢，趾高气昂的查泰莱家族！你们终于也有今天！”最后，他甚至像个婴孩似的进入梦乡。而她却感觉精疲力竭，回到自己的房间，歇斯底里地又是哭又是笑。太可笑了！太可怕了！他们也有今天的下场！太丢脸了！也太狼狈了！

After this, Clifford became like a child with Mrs. Bolton. He would hold her hand, and rest his head on her breast, and when she once lightly kissed him, he said! "Yes! Do kiss me! Do kiss me!" And when she