I think finally the story rests on the relationship between Elizabeth and Walter, both before his death and after. Bringing in Walter's mother throughout the second half of the story is in counterpoint to Elizabeth, presenting a distinction between a wife's relationship with a mother's. Even before they know of his death, the mother points out that their relationship with Walter is different:
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"But he wasn't your son, Lizzie, an' it makes a difference. Whatever he was, I remember him when he was little, an' I learned to understand him and to make allowances. You've got to make allowances for them--"
This is ironic because Lawrence by the end of the story will point out that it is different because Elizabth and Walter have been joined in flesh.
We also are made aware of the two relationships between mothers and children. When they bring the body, both mothers think of their children:
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The old woman, who stood just behind Elizabeth, dropped into a chair, and folded her hands, crying: "Oh, my boy, my boy!"
"Hush!" said Elizabeth, with a sharp twitch of a frown. "Be still, mother, don't waken th' children: I wouldn't have them down for anything!"
Mother and wife go on to clean his naked body. Elizabeth strives to understand his dead body:
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Elizabeth embraced the body of her husband, with cheek and lips. She seemed to be listening, inquiring, trying to get some connection. But she could not. She was driven away. He was impregnable.
They react to his body differently, one as mother, one as wife:
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They worked thus in silence for a long time. They never forgot it was death, and the touch of the man's dead body gave them strange emotions, different in each of the women; a great dread possessed them both, the mother felt the lie was given to her womb, she was denied; the wife felt the utter isolation of the human soul, the child within her was a weight apart from her.
As mothers they have a distinct relationship with their children, but as we will see, it is not the blood relationship (although Lawrence doesn't actually say that; this story was written prior to when he formulated his blood knowledge theory, but we can see that the roots of it are here) of male and female lovers.
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Elizabeth looked up. The man's mouth was fallen back, slightly open under the cover of the moustache. The eyes, half shut, did not show glazed in the obscurity. Life with its smoky burning gone from him, had left him apart and utterly alien to her. And she knew what a stranger he was to her. In her womb was ice of fear, because of this separate stranger with whom she had been living as one flesh. Was this what it all meant--utter, intact separateness, obscured by heat of living? In dread she turned her face away. The fact was too deadly. There had been nothing between them, and yet they had come together, exchanging their nakedness repeatedly. Each time he had taken her, they had been two isolated beings, far apart as now. He was no more responsible than she. The child was like ice in her womb. For as she looked at the dead man, her mind, cold and detached, said clearly: "Who am I? What have I been doing? I have been fighting a husband who did not exist. He existed all the time. What wrong have I done? What was that I have been living with? There lies the reality, this man."--And her soul died in her for fear: she knew she had never seen him, he had never seen her, they had met in the dark and had fought in the dark, not knowing whom they met nor whom they fought. And now she saw, and turned silent in seeing. For she had been wrong. She had said he was something he was not; she had felt familiar with him. Whereas he was apart all the while, living as she never lived, feeling as she never felt.
Despite an imperfect marriage, they "had exchanged their nakedness repeatedly." They had lived "by the heat of living," a reference to the hearth, and though "his smoky burning" is now gone, they had lived "as one flesh." But ultimately the marriage did not cross over into a spiritual union: "Each time he had taken her, they had been two isolated beings, far apart as now." And she puts the blame on herself: " And now she saw, and turned silent in seeing. For she had been wrong." She had not realized the blood living within him, the rejection of him through her rational living. It is not that they could not have merged to a transfiguration, she with her rational mind has prevented it. He lived as "she never lived." There relationship is carnal, but not complete.
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He and she were only channels through which life had flowed to issue in the children. She was a mother--but how awful she knew it now to have been a wife. And he, dead now, how awful he must have felt it to be a husband. She felt that in the next world he would be a stranger to her. If they met there, in the beyond, they would only be ashamed of what had been before. The children had come, for some mysterious reason, out of both of them. But the children did not unite them.
This is her epiphany, that they had never connected and that their relationship, while physical, never reached a spiritual union. This is opposite of the Tom and Lydia's relationship in The Rainbow and the Birkin and Ursula's relationship in Women In Love.