The strength she abhorred attracted her.

Her feeling of loneliness became more pronounced, and she felt tired.

Her position on the heeling boat irked her, and she remembered the headache he had cured and the soothing rest that resided in him.

He was sitting beside her, quite beside her, and the boat seemed to tilt her toward him.
Then arose in her the impulse to lean against him, to rest herself against his strength--a vague, half-formed impulse, which, even as she considered it, mastered her and made her lean toward him.

Or was it the heeling of the boat?
She did not know.