Yes, I would.

You mean a lot to me, Rupert, more than you know.' 'What do I mean, more than I know ?' asked Birkin irritably.

He was acutely aware of Gerald's hand on his shoulder.

And he did not want this altercation.

He wanted the other man to come out of the ugly misery.
'I'll tell you another time,' said Gerald coaxingly.
'Come along with me now--I want you to come,' said Birkin.
There was a pause, intense and real.