And then, again, they were by the open windows. But a cloud with a satin fringe hid the moon, and it was so dark that the shine of her eyes was all he could see of her face. And Gloria was so tall that her eyes were almost level with his.
“And so you didn’t know why, in my letter?” she asked miserably.
He humoured her....
“Well, why?”
“You hunt wild beasts, don’t you, Aubrey?”
“And I bring the skins for you to walk on, Gloria.”
“And when you come back from your hunting, you ravage me like a wild beast——”
He cried out sharply in amazement, but she went on, like a sibyl:
“And then you go away again. And then again you come back, to ravage me——”
“Gloria, you are mad!”