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"You'd wonder," he said at last, "that such beings were ever allowed to be born." "What beings?" she asked. It was obvious he couldn't even accept the fact of the existence of Mellors, in any connection with his own life. "And do you mean to say you'd marry him?--and bear his foul name?" he asked at length. "Yes, that's what I want." He was again as if dumbfounded.

"That proves that what I've always thought about you is correct: you're not normal, you're not in your right senses. You're one of those half-insane, perverted women who must run after depravity, the _nostalgie de la boue_." Suddenly he had become almost wistfully moral, seeing himself the incarnation of good, and people like Mellors and Connie the incarnation of mud, of evil. "So don't you think you'd better divorce me and have done with it?" she said. You can go where you like, but I shan't divorce you," he said idiotically. "Why not?" He was silent, in the silence of imbecile obstinacy. "Would you even let the child be legally yours, and your heir?" she said. "I care nothing about the child." "But if it's a boy it will be legally your son, and it will inherit your title, and have Wragby." "I care nothing about that," he said. I shall prevent the child from being legally yours, if I can.

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