"Why ever not?"
"Well, she ... That girl!" Then, swiftly, with a kind of brazen anger: "She was practically naked!"
"Yes. She had one of the most lovely bodies I've ever seen." Ursula turned her head and looked up at him with a faint twinkle of amusement in her eyes.
"But—but——" Paul stammered for words. Yet even so, the girl by his side, with her serene smile, began to master his excitement by her mere cool presence. "But, Ursula, it was a disgraceful thing."
"Oh? You didn't seem to think so while you watched. Personally, I thought it was wonderfully beautiful."
"But in that place!"
"Exactly. Like a fresh flower on a dust-heap. Naturally I picked up her gift."
"But you can't justify it," he protested in bewilderment that grew with every sentence. "It was grossly immoral."
"Immoral?"
"Yes. You know it." Paul was emphatic.