He was angered now and tigerish.
"Oh!" she panted.

"It is to affront me! Is this the time or place..." He cropped her flow of indignant speech ere it was well begun.

He caught her in his arms, and held her tight, and so sudden was the act, so firm his grip that she had not the thought or force to struggle.
"All time is love's time, all places are love's place," he told her, his face close to her own.

"And of all time and places the present ever preferable to the wise--for life is uncertain and short at best.

I bring you worship, and you answer me with scorn.