God wot, she was a woman.

Curves and flame! Yes, she was a woman.

White flesh and slumbering hair! Yes, she was a woman.

Round flesh and the red-flecked purple scent arising! Yes, she was a woman.

Torture of joy to hold in a man's arms! Yes, she was a woman! "How, then, could I believe"-- she laid a hand upon her bosom--"how, then, could I believe that principle was more than life?
It is for you, a _man_, to believe that.