In those days she was very much the young Diana, walking in search of chaste adventures, quite contented with the love that lay serenely warm in her heart and thinking little of a passionate man's needs--perhaps starting away from too violent an expression of them--perhaps prohibiting them altogether.
The psychology of the pre-war young girl absorbed, even though intellectually and for curiosity's sake, in the feminist movement, is yet to be studied.

Betty, then, was away.

Althea, beata possidens, made her artless, innocent appeal for victory.

Unconsciously she tempted.
The man yielded.

A touch of the lips in a moment of folly, the man blazed, the woman helpless was consumed.