And a certain heaviness, the heaviness of a very full ear of corn that dips slightly in the wind, that there was about her, made his brain spin.

He seemed to be spinning down the street, everything going round.
As they sat in the tramcar, she leaned her heavy shoulder against him, and he took her hand.

He felt himself coming round from the anaesthetic, beginning to breathe.

Her ear, half-hidden among her blonde hair, was near to him.

The temptation to kiss it was almost too great.