Her tone was ruminative.

"There's no real sense in that, you know.

Why shouldn't I carry wood when I am perfectly able to do it?
Your objection is purely an acquired one--a manifestation of the herd instinct." There was a slight pause.

Professor Spence was wondering if he had really heard this.
"W--what was that you said ?" he asked cautiously.
Desire laughed.

He had observed with wonder, amounting almost to awe, that she never giggled.
"Score one for me!" She turned grey, mirthful eyes on his.