Her eyes were bold, challenging, of a calm seductiveness.

She appeared to be surrendering herself entirely.

Her smiles, her words, her manner of crossing the deck toward the staterooms of the vessel proclaimed her determination to end her long resistance as quickly as possible, yielding to the sailor's desires.
In spite of former failures, he felt anew the joy of triumph.

"Now it is going to be! My absence has conquered her...." And at the same time that he was foretasting the sweet satisfaction of love and triumphant pride, there arose in him a vague instinct of suspicion of this woman so suddenly transformed, perhaps loving her less than in former days when she resisted and advised him to be gone.
In the forward cabin he presented her to his mate.

The crude Toni experienced the same hallucination that had perturbed all the others on the boat.