“I don’t know that they’re any different. I don’t see how they could be. There’s nothing to change.”
“I suppose you are conducting the business as successfully as ever, and ignoring the demand of the soul.”
“That’s it,” said Gerald. “At least as far as the business is concerned. I couldn’t say about the soul, I’am sure.”
“No.”
“Surely you don’t expect me to?” laughed Gerald.
“No. How are the rest of your affairs progressing, apart from the business?”
“The rest of my affairs? What are those? I couldn’t say; I don’t know what you refer to.”
“Yes, you do,” said Birkin. “Are you gloomy or cheerful? And what about Gudrun Brangwen?”
“What about her?” A confused look came over Gerald. “Well,” he added, “I don’t know. I can only tell you she gave me a hit over the face last time I saw her.”
“A hit over the face! What for?”