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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Lady Chatterley's Lover by D. H. Lawrence: like you needs proper graftin'.'
He was looking at her with an odd, flickering smile, faintly sensual
and appreciative.
'And men like you,' she said, 'ought to be segregated: justifying their
own vulgarity and selfish lust.'
'Ay, ma'am! It's a mercy there's a few men left like me. But you
deserve what you get: to be left severely alone.'
Hilda had risen and gone to the door. He rose and took his coat from
the peg.
'I can find my way quite well alone,' she said.
'I doubt you can't,' he replied easily.
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