Her lustful mouth breathed desire over her limbs.

She put out her lips, kissed herself long in the neighborhood of her armpit and laughed at the other Nana who also was kissing herself in the mirror.
Then Muffat gave a long sigh.

This solitary pleasure exasperated him.
Suddenly all his resolutions were swept away as though by a mighty wind.
In a fit of brutal passion he caught Nana to his breast and threw her down on the carpet.
"Leave me alone!" she cried.

"You're hurting me!" He was conscious of his undoing; he recognized in her stupidity, vileness and falsehood, and he longed to possess her, poisoned though she was.
"Oh, you're a fool!" she said savagely when he let her get up.
Nevertheless, she grew calm.

He would go now.