The two young women slowly mounted, followed by Birkin and the waiter.
'First floor?' asked Gudrun, looking back over her shoulder.
'Second Madam--the lift!' the waiter replied. And he darted to the
elevator to forestall the two women. But they ignored him, as,
chattering without heed, they set to mount the second flight. Rather
chagrined, the waiter followed.
It was curious, the delight of the sisters in each other, at this
meeting. It was as if they met in exile, and united their solitary
forces against all the world. Birkin looked on with some mistrust and
wonder.
When they had bathed and changed, Gerald came in. He looked shining
like the sun on frost.
'Go with Gerald and smoke,' said Ursula to Birkin. 'Gudrun and I want
to talk.'
Then the sisters sat in Gudrun's bedroom, and talked clothes, and
experiences. Gudrun told Ursula the experience of the Birkin letter in
the cafe. Ursula was shocked and frightened.
'Where is the letter?' she asked.
'I kept it,' said Gudrun.
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