Suddenly she went across to him and kissed him.
"Did it, pore fing!" she mocked.
He lifted his face, smiling curiously.
"Kiss ?" he invited her.
"Daren't I ?" she asked.
"Go on!" he challenged, his mouth lifted to her.
Deliberately, and with a peculiar quivering smile that seemed to overspread her whole body, she put her mouth on his.

Immediately his arms folded round her.

As soon as the long kiss was finished she drew back her head from him, put her delicate fingers on his neck, through the open collar.

Then she closed her eyes, giving herself up again in a kiss.
She acted of her own free will.

What she would do she did, and made nobody responsible.
Paul felt life changing around him.