Then they ran down sordid Wilford Road.
She rocked slightly to the tram's motion, and as she leaned against him, rocked upon him.

He was a vigorous, slender man, with exhaustless energy.

His face was rough, with rough-hewn features, like the common people's; but his eyes under the deep brows were so full of life that they fascinated her.

They seemed to dance, and yet they were still trembling on the finest balance of laughter.

His mouth the same was just going to spring into a laugh of triumph, yet did not.