VANDERLIP
(Maddened by desire of her.)
I know so—and here's a foretaste of my game. Tell me how you like it.
(Bends her back, face upturned, gets proper grips so that she is helpless, and deliberately and passionately kisses her several times on the lips. Maid springs upon him, but he flings her off and away with one arm. Holds Freda by one arm again.)
How do you like it, eh? How do you like it?