His voice was determined, his eyes were flashing, the lines of his face had grown harsh.

And to her it seemed that the angle of his jaw had changed; its pitch had become unpleasantly aggressive.

At the same time a wave of intense virility seemed to surge out from him and impinge upon her.
"I think you could make it in--in your class," she finished with a laugh.
"You are very strong." Her gaze rested for a moment on the muscular neck, heavy corded, almost bull-like, bronzed by the sun, spilling over with rugged health and strength.

And though he sat there, blushing and humble, again she felt drawn to him.

She was surprised by a wanton thought that rushed into her mind.