The doctor was far away and, sighing hypocritically, he encircled Freya's waist with his other arm while he inclined his head upon her open throat as though he were going to kiss her pearls.
In spite of his strength, he found himself energetically repulsed and saw Freya freed from his arms, two steps away, looking upon him with hostile eyes that he had not noticed before.
"None of your child's play, Captain!...

It is useless with me....

You are just wasting time." And she said no more.

Her stiffness and her silence during the rest of the walk made the sailor understand the enormity of his mistake.

In vain he tried to keep beside the widow.