"Can I put--that--into words ?" She clung to him, but she was trembling.

There was that about him at the moment that startled her.

She was in the presence of something terrible, something she could not fathom.

There was more than rapture in his passion.

It was poignant with a fierce defiance that challenged all the world.
She lay against his breast in silence while the storm that she had so unwittingly raised spent itself.