1 Hilda got in and started the engine.
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Lady Chatterley's Lover By D H LawrenceGet Context In Chapter 13 5 She was going, the engine doing about half the work, the man the rest.
Lady Chatterley's Lover By D H LawrenceGet Context In Chapter 13 6 The man crouched solicitously by the wheel, and peered at the little engine.
Lady Chatterley's Lover By D H LawrenceGet Context In Chapter 13 7 Clifford resented the interference: but he made his engine buzz like a blue-bottle.
Lady Chatterley's Lover By D H LawrenceGet Context In Chapter 13 8 The Germans invented a new locomotive engine with a self feeder, that did not need a fireman.
Lady Chatterley's Lover By D H LawrenceGet Context In Chapter 9 9 The fault lay there, out there, in those evil electric lights and diabolical rattlings of engines.
Lady Chatterley's Lover By D H LawrenceGet Context In Chapter 10 10 I got on here with a bit of contriving, because I knew Richards, the company engineer, in the army.
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Lady Chatterley's Lover By D H LawrenceGet Context In Chapter 10 12 He began doing things with his engine, running her fast and slow as if to get some sort of tune out of her.
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