"I think I am mad to-night, but I am not drunk, as you thought, except with worrying.
I feel lost, unclean, body and soul, and I thought you would help me to forget--no, more than that, help me to feel a man.

Can't you, won't you ?" he demanded, looking up.

"I am tired of play-acting.

I've a body, like other men.

Let me plunge down deep to-night, Louise.