1 I've not heard a thing about Bertha.
2 So I took on with Bertha, and I was glad she was common.
3 No doubt Bertha Coutts herself first put him up to them.
4 It was evident he wanted absolutely to be free of Bertha Coutts.
5 Till he'd gone and married that Bertha Coutts, as if to spite himself.
6 She felt angry with him for not having got clear of a Bertha Coutts: nay, for ever having married her.
7 I hear this Bertha Coutts besieges Mellors in his mother's house, having ransacked the cottage and the hut.
8 The trouble is, however, the execrable Bertha Coutts has not confined herself to her own experiences and sufferings.
9 Well, Bertha went away to some place or other in Birmingham; she said, as a lady's companion; everybody else said, as a waitress or something in a hotel.
10 Her great indignation, which even then is like the indignation of an actress playing a role, is against the wife of Mellors, whom she persists in calling Bertha Courts.
11 You have heard that my wife Bertha came back to my unloving arms, and took up her abode in the cottage: where, to speak disrespectfully, she smelled a rat, in the shape of a little bottle of Coty.
12 I have been to the depths of the muddy lies of the Bertha Couttses of this world, and when, released from the current of gossip, I slowly rise to the surface again, I look at the daylight its wonder that it ever should be.
13 Anyhow just when I was more than fed up with that other girl, when I was twenty-one, back comes Bertha, with airs and graces and smart clothes and a sort of bloom on her: a sort of sensual bloom that you'd see sometimes on a woman, or on a trolly.