“I wish we could stay this way forever. Isn’t it fun to be away from every one?”
For answer he kissed her.
“I suppose you’re dreadfully shocked by my unconventionality,” said Bob, “but I don’t care. I despise conventions. I think women have a right to do as they please. Anything they please. Women aren’t slaves as they used to be.”
She lay back, invoking her vulgar license in the name of the hard won liberties of women, corrupting the words she spoke.
“Look out what you say,” said Ted. “Look out, young woman and don’t get me to take you at your word.”
She shivered ecstatically.
“Ted,”—the time seemed ripe, no doubt—“do you care for that Thorstad girl?”
“All the girls are talking because you were seen at some hotel with her.”
“Let them talk, the silly fools.”