Quotation from: The Valley of the Moon

Written by: Jack London

"I got to beat it; good bye," she said, fumbling in the palm of
her glove.

She caught Saxon's free hand, and Saxon felt a small hot coin
pressed into it. She tried to resist, to force it back.

"No, no," Mary pleaded. "For old times. You can do as much for me
some day. I'll see you again. Good bye."

Suddenly, sobbing, she threw her arms around Saxon's waist,
crushing the feathers of her hat against the load of wood as she
pressed her face against Saxon's breast. Then she tore herself
away to arm's length, passionate, queering, and stood gazing at
Saxon.