Sons and Lovers - Daimon Club

"More or less. Isn't ALL woman's work? That's another trick
the men have played, since we force ourselves into the labour market."
"Now then, you shut up about the men," said her mother. "If the
women wasn't fools, the men wouldn't be bad uns, that's what I say.
No man was ever that bad wi' me but what he got it back again.
Not but what they're a lousy lot, there's no denying it."
"But they're all right really, aren't they?" he asked.
"Well, they're a bit different from women," she answered.
"Would you care to be back at Jordan's?" he asked Clara.
"I don't think so," she replied.
"Yes, she would!" cried her mother; "thank her stars if she
could get back. Don't you listen to her. She's for ever on that
'igh horse of hers, an' it's back's that thin an' starved it'll
cut her in two one of these days."
Clara suffered badly from her mother. Paul felt as if his eyes