“It’sinsolentto——“saidRachel，andstopped。Shedidnotknowexactlywhyshehadbeenmadesoangry。Withagreateffortshepulledherselftogether。
“Oh，well，“sheadded，thevisionofHelenandhermockerybeforeher，“IdaresayI’mafool。“Shemadeasthoughsheweregoingbackintotheballroom，butHewetstoppedher。
“Pleaseexplaintome，“hesaid。“IfeelsureHirstdidn’tmeantohurtyou。“
WhenRacheltriedtoexplain，shefounditverydifficult。
Shecouldnotsaythatshefoundthevisionofherselfwalkinginacrocodilewithherhairdownherbackpeculiarlyunjustandhorrible，norcouldsheexplainwhyHirst’sassumptionofthesuperiorityofhisnatureandexperiencehadseemedtohernotonlygallingbutterrible——asifagatehadclangedinherface。