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- Дэвид Герберт Лоуренс
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’
’
But
will
the
men
let
you
?
’
she
asked
.
’
We
shan
’
t
ask
them
.
We
shall
do
it
while
they
aren
’
t
looking
:
for
their
own
good
,
to
save
the
industry
.
’
’
For
your
own
good
too
,
’
she
said
.
’
Naturally
!
For
the
good
of
everybody
.
But
for
their
good
even
more
than
mine
.
I
can
live
without
the
pits
.
They
can
’
t
.
They
’
ll
starve
if
there
are
no
pits
.
I
’
ve
got
other
provision
.
’
They
looked
up
the
shallow
valley
at
the
mine
,
and
beyond
it
,
at
the
black
-
lidded
houses
of
Tevershall
crawling
like
some
serpent
up
the
hill
.
From
the
old
brown
church
the
bells
were
ringing
:
Sunday
,
Sunday
,
Sunday
!
’
But
will
the
men
let
you
dictate
terms
?
’
she
said
.
’
My
dear
,
they
will
have
to
:
if
one
does
it
gently
.
’
’
But
mightn
’
t
there
be
a
mutual
understanding
?
’
’
Absolutely
:
when
they
realize
that
the
industry
comes
before
the
individual
.
’
