He was a more excited lover that night, with his strange, small boy’s frail nakedness. Connie found it impossible to come to her crisis before he had really finished his. And he roused a certain craving passion in her, with his little boy’s nakedness and softness; she had to go on after he had finished, in the wild tumult and heaving of her loins, while he heroically kept himself up, and present in her, with all his will and self-offering, till she brought about her own crisis, with weird little cries.
Cuando por fin se apartó de ella, dijo, con una vocecilla amarga y casi burlona:
—¿No podrías correrte al mismo tiempo que un hombre, verdad? ¡Tendrías que corrirte tú sola! ¡Tendrías que llevar las riendas!
Este pequeño discurso supuso en aquel momento uno de los mayores impactos de su vida.