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’
Let
me
see
!
Oh
yes
,
the
cows
are
in
the
gin
close
.
But
they
’
re
not
up
yet
.
But
the
gate
’
s
locked
,
you
’
ll
have
to
climb
.
’
’
I
can
climb
,
’
said
Connie
.
’
Perhaps
I
can
just
go
down
the
close
with
you
.
’
They
went
down
the
poor
,
rabbit
-
bitten
pasture
.
Birds
were
whistling
in
wild
evening
triumph
in
the
wood
.
A
man
was
calling
up
the
last
cows
,
which
trailed
slowly
over
the
path
-
worn
pasture
.
’
They
’
re
late
,
milking
,
tonight
,
’
said
Mrs
Flint
severely
.
’
They
know
Luke
won
’
t
be
back
till
after
dark
.
’
They
came
to
the
fence
,
beyond
which
the
young
fir
-
wood
bristled
dense
.
There
was
a
little
gate
,
but
it
was
locked
.
In
the
grass
on
the
inside
stood
a
bottle
,
empty
.
’
There
’
s
the
keeper
’
s
empty
bottle
for
his
milk
,
’
explained
Mrs
Flint
.
’
We
bring
it
as
far
as
here
for
him
,
and
then
he
fetches
it
himself
’
’
When
?
’
said
Connie
.
’
Oh
,
any
time
he
’
s
around
.
Often
in
the
morning
.
Well
,
goodbye
Lady
Chatterley
!
And
do
come
again
.
It
was
so
lovely
having
you
.
’
Connie
climbed
the
fence
into
the
narrow
path
between
the
dense
,
bristling
young
firs
.
Mrs
Flint
went
running
back
across
the
pasture
,
in
a
sun
-
bonnet
,
because
she
was
really
a
schoolteacher
.
Constance
didn
’
t
like
this
dense
new
part
of
the
wood
;
it
seemed
gruesome
and
choking
.
She
hurried
on
with
her
head
down
,
thinking
of
the
Flints
’
baby
.
It
was
a
dear
little
thing
,
but
it
would
be
a
bit
bow
-
legged
like
its
father
.
It
showed
already
,
but
perhaps
it
would
grow
out
of
it
.
How
warm
and
fulfilling
somehow
to
have
a
baby
,
and
how
Mrs
Flint
had
showed
it
off
!
She
had
something
anyhow
that
Connie
hadn
’
t
got
,
and
apparently
couldn
’
t
have
.
Yes
,
Mrs
Flint
had
flaunted
her
motherhood
.
And
Connie
had
been
just
a
bit
,
just
a
little
bit
jealous
.
She
couldn
’
t
help
it
.
