Then I certainly will not." His hand tightened on her arm and she did not draw away.
"Kiss me." "No." "I say yes." "I say no." He suddenly caught her, held her to him as though he would kill her and kissed her furiously, on her eyes, her mouth, her hair.

With his violence he pushed back her head-dress.

I could see his back bent like a bow, and his thick short legs wide apart, every muscle taut.

She lay quite motionless, as though asleep in his arms, giving him no response--then quite suddenly she flung her hands round his neck and kissed him as passionately as he had kissed her.

At last they parted, both of them laughing.
He looked at her, and then with a gentleness and courtesy that I had never seen in him before nor dreamed that he possessed, very softly kissed her hand.
"I love you and--and you love me," he said.
"Yes ...