He pressed her to his bosom, and felt her firm supple body respond to his embrace. Suddenly she released herself:
"Don't you hear the gravel creaking?"
"No."
"Listen: I can hear a sound of footsteps on the path."
Sitting upright, her body bent forward, she strained her ears.
He was disappointed, excited, irritated, and perhaps his self-esteem was slightly hurt.
"What has come over you? It's absurd."
She cried very sharply:
"Do hold your tongue!"