She began to cry, loudly and easily, as she always did. All her emotions were sudden, transparent and violent. She also, since her upbringing had not been refined, began to swear.
'Damn your clumsy fists and your bloody bracelets!' she screamed. 'Take 'em off, too! I 'unna stay if you dunna!'
Reddin laughed, and in his eyes a glow began; nothing could have so suited his mood.
'You've got to wear 'em,' he said, 'to show you're mine.'
'I binna!'
'Yes.'
'I won't never be!'
'Yes, you will, now.'
She raved at him like a little wild-cat, pulling at the bracelets like a kitten at its neck ribbon.
He laughed again, stilly.