There was another helpless silence at the table. Joe sprawled uneasily in his seat, not willing to go till the family conclave was dissolved. Fred Henry, the second brother, was erect, clean-limbed, alert. He had watched the passing of the horses with more sang-froid . If he was an animal, like Joe, he was an animal which controls, not one which is controlled.
D.H. Lawrence
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