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Mellors stood before Sir Clifford trying to look meek and humble.. contrite.. even as he was seething with fury inside. Fury addressed to himself as much as to His Lordship.

True, a poacher had managed to slip into the estate and had killed a deer, but the gamekeeper had been hot on his tail and the man had had to leave the carcase to flee, thus offering Sir Clifford and his companions a fine dinner of game drowned in innumerable bottles of the best claret.

And Mellors was far from done with the man who'd got away, he would chase him, he would find him, and he would teach him a lesson the man would not forget anytime soon. No one trespasses into the woods watched over by the gamekeeper...

But not now, now he had to stand there, looking apologetic and staring at a point beyond Sir Clifford's head, and wait for the useless storm of this useless man to pass.
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