He had wanted her to be something she could not be.
And she was mad with desire of him.

She could not see him without touching him.

In the factory, as he talked to her about Spiral hose, she ran her hand secretly along his side.

She followed him out into the basement for a quick kiss; her eyes, always mute and yearning, full of unrestrained passion, she kept fixed on his.

He was afraid of her, lest she should too flagrantly give herself away before the other girls.