Every woman worth the having, down in her heart, loves to be mastered: it gives her a sense of security, and she likes to lean; for, strong as she may be at times, she is often singularly weak.

She knew that her mother deprecated "that Belward enigma," but this only sent her on the dangerous way.
To-night she questioned him about his life, and how he should spend the summer.

Idling in France, he said.

And she?
She was not sure; but she thought that she also would be idling about France in her father's yacht.

So they might happen to meet.