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’
Wait
!
’
She
waited
;
and
he
had
another
try
,
doing
more
harm
than
good
.
’
Sound
the
horn
then
,
if
you
won
’
t
let
me
push
,
’
she
said
.
’
Hell
!
Be
quiet
a
moment
!
’
She
was
quiet
a
moment
:
he
made
shattering
efforts
with
the
little
motor
.
’
You
’
ll
only
break
the
thing
down
altogether
,
Clifford
,
’
she
remonstrated
;
’
besides
wasting
your
nervous
energy
.
’
’
If
I
could
only
get
out
and
look
at
the
damned
thing
!
’
he
said
,
exasperated
.
And
he
sounded
the
horn
stridently
.
’
Perhaps
Mellors
can
see
what
’
s
wrong
.
’
They
waited
,
among
the
mashed
flowers
under
a
sky
softly
curdling
with
cloud
.
In
the
silence
a
wood
-
pigeon
began
to
coo
roo
-
hoo
hoo
!
roo
-
hoo
hoo
!
Clifford
shut
her
up
with
a
blast
on
the
horn
.
The
keeper
appeared
directly
,
striding
inquiringly
round
the
corner
.
He
saluted
.
