She began to be vaguely uneasy; then a little angry at this new development of his incompatibility.

Then it occurred to her, for the first time in her wifehood, to think what she would do if he were lost.
Yet, in spite of some pain, terror, and perplexity at the possibility, her dominant thought was that she would be a free woman to order her life as she liked.
It was after ten before his lateen sail flapped in the little cove.

She was waiting to receive him on the shore.

His good-humored hirsute face was slightly apologetic in expression, but flushed and disturbed with some new excitement to which an extra glass or two of spirits had apparently added intensity.

The contrast between his evident indulgence and the previous abstemiousness of her late guest struck her unpleasantly.