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me, let me know, will you? I should like to be properly mar-
ried to the man I care for.’
’I’m sure you would, my Lady. Oh, you can trust me. I’ll
be faithful to Sir Clifford, and I’ll be faithful to you, for I
can see you’re both right in your own ways.’
’Thank you! And look! I want to give you this—may I?’
So Connie left Wragby once more, and went on with Hilda
to Scotland. Mellors went into the country and got work
on a farm. The idea was, he should get his divorce, if pos-
sible, whether Connie got hers or not. And for six months
he should work at farming, so that eventually he and Con-
nie could have some small farm of their own, into which he
could put his energy. For he would have to have some work,
even hard work, to do, and he would have to make his own
living, even if her capital started him.
So they would have to wait till spring was in, till the baby
was born, till the early summer came round again.
The Grange Farm Old Heanor 29 September
I got on here with a bit of contriving, because I knew
Richards, the company engineer, in the army. It is a farm
belonging to Butler and Smitham Colliery Company, they
use it for raising hay and oats for the pit-ponies; not a pri-
vate concern. But they’ve got cows and pigs and all the rest
of it, and I get thirty shillings a week as labourer. Rowley,
the farmer, puts me on to as many jobs as he can, so that I
can learn as much as possible between now and next Eas-
ter. I’ve not heard a thing about Bertha. I’ve no idea why
she didn’t show up at the divorce, nor where she is nor what
she’s up to. But if I keep quiet till March I suppose I shall be

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