Just that--nothing more.

He tried to soften her; she raged at him like a tiger-cat.

Yes, I was one of the little crowd that stood round them on the quay, I saw it all.

Her black eyes flashed, she stamped and bit her lips at him, her full bosom heaved as though it would burst her laced bodice.

She was only a market-girl, but she gave herself the airs of a queen.