it would be wearisome to her. They were not on the plank-island; she felt it the more possible to begin a contest. But the gleaming content had died out of her. There was a change in her like that of a glacier after sunset.
"I would rather not go in the boat," she said. "Take some one else with you."
"Very well; if you don't go, I shall not go," said Grandcourt. "We shall stay suffocating here, that's all"
"I can't bear going in a boat," said Gwendolen, angrily.
"That is a sudden change," said Grandcourt, with a slight sneer. "But since you decline, we shall stay indoors."
He laid down his hat again, lit his cigar, and walked up and down the room, pausing now and then to look out of the windows. Gwendolen's temper told her to persist. She knew very well now that Grandcourt would not go without her; but if he must tyrannise over her, he should not do it precisely in the way he would choose. She would oblige him to stay in the hotel. Without speaking again she passed into the adjoining bedroom, and threw herself into a chair with her anger, seeing no purpose or issue—only feeling that the wave of evil had rushed back upon her,
