It isn't as if it was a level bottom.

You never know where you are, with the dragging.' 'Is there any need for you to be working ?' said Birkin.

'Wouldn't it be much better if you went to bed ?' 'To bed! Good God, do you think I should sleep?
We'll find 'em, before I go away from here.' 'But the men would find them just the same without you--why should you insist ?' Gerald looked up at him.

Then he put his hand affectionately on Birkin's shoulder, saying: 'Don't you bother about me, Rupert.

If there's anybody's health to think about, it's yours, not mine.