第十章

Connie was a good deal alone now, fewer people came to Wragby. Clifford no longer wanted them. He had turned against even the cronies. He was queer. He preferred the radio, which he had installed at some expense, with a good deal of success at last. He could sometimes get Madrid or Frankfurt, even there in the uneasy Midlands.

康妮如今总是形单影只，现在的拉格比也变得门庭冷落。克利福德不再需要盈门的宾客。他甚至连那帮至交好友都不再搭理。他变得行为古怪。他宁愿花时间听收音机，并且花钱装了一台，效果相当不错。虽然身在英格兰中部的穷乡僻壤，但有时也能收到来自马德里或者法兰克福的信号。

And he would sit alone for hours listening to the loudspeaker bellowing forth. It amazed and stunned Connie. But there he would sit, with a blank entranced expression on his face, like a person losing his mind, and listen, or seem to listen, to the unspeakable thing.

他经常独坐数小时，听着扬声器嗡嗡作响。这让康妮吃惊不已。可他坐在那里，脸上的表情空泛却显得如痴如醉，好像已经失魂落魄，静静听着，或者只是看似在倾听收音机里那些不知所谓的内容。

Was he really listening? Or was it a sort of soporific he took, whilst something else worked on underneath in him? Connie did now know. She fled up to her room, or out of doors to the wood. A kind of terror filled her sometimes, a terror of the incipient insanity of the whole civilized species.

他当真在听吗？或者收音机起到的只是催眠的作用，在他心底正盘算着别的事情？康妮无从了解。她或是已经逃回房间，或是出门去到树林里。有时，她的内心充满恐惧，整个文明社会开始显露出的疯狂本性，令她心惊胆战。

But now that Clifford was drifting off to this other weirdness of industrial activity, becoming almost a CREATURE, with a hard, efficient shell of an exterior and a pulpy interior, one of the amazing crabs and lobsters of the modern, industrial and financial world, invertebrates of the crustacean order, with shells of steel, like machines, and inner bodies of soft pulp, Connie herself was really completely stranded.

可现在，克利福德刚刚跳脱开文学的束缚，又对实业活动着起魔来。他变成一种奇异的生物，覆盖着坚硬有力的外壳，内里却如浆糊般柔软；变成生存在现代工业世界和金融世界中的一只无脊椎甲壳类动物，拥有机器般的钢铁躯壳，以及泥浆般的柔软内在。对此，康妮束手无策。

She was not even free, for Clifford must have her there. He seemed to have a nervous terror that she should leave him. The curious pulpy part of him, the emotional and humanly-individual part, depended on her with terror, like a child, almost like an idiot. She must be there, there at Wragby, a Lady Chatterley, his wife. Otherwise he would be lost like an idiot on a moor.

她甚至渐渐失去自由，因为克利福德必须要她陪伴左右。他似乎生怕妻子会弃自己而去。他体内那诡秘的柔软部分，情感和人性的部分，战战兢兢地依赖着她，像是不能自立的孩童，又几乎像是痴傻呆捏的低能儿。她必须呆在家里，寸步不离拉格比，扮演好查泰莱夫人的角色，做他的贤妻。否则，他就会迷失自我，变成在荒野中徜徉的白痴。

This amazing dependence Connie realized with a sort of horror. She heard him with his pit managers, with the members of his Board, with young scientists, and she was amazed at his shrewd insight into things, his power, his uncanny material power over what is called practical men. He had become a practical man himself and an amazingly astute and powerful one, a master. Connie attributed it to Mrs. Bolton's influence upon him, just at the crisis in his life.

意识到丈夫对自己过分的依赖，康妮又惧又厌。他对矿场管事发号施令，与董事会成员交换意见，和青年科学家探讨对策，康妮都在旁倾听，他对事物敏锐的洞察力，他对权利的掌控，对那些所谓实干家的操纵，都让她感到愕然。他本身就是一位实干家，高瞻远瞩、有权有势的实干家，大师级的实干家。康妮认为这都应该归功于博尔顿太太的影响，当克利福德的生活深陷危机，她的出现起到了决定性的作用。