Women in Love

Gudrun had wild ideas of rushing to comfort Gerald. She was thinking

all the time of the perfect comforting, reassuring thing to say to him.

She was shocked and frightened, but she put that away, thinking of how

she should deport herself with Gerald: act her part. That was the real

thrill: how she should act her part.

Ursula was deeply and passionately in love with Birkin, and she was

capable of nothing. She was perfectly callous about all the talk of the

accident, but her estranged air looked like trouble. She merely sat by

herself, whenever she could, and longed to see him again. She wanted

him to come to the house,--she would not have it otherwise, he must

come at once. She was waiting for him. She stayed indoors all day,

waiting for him to knock at the door. Every minute, she glanced

automatically at the window. He would be there.