The thought implied misery for both.

She entered a black desolation, with the prayer that he might not be involved, for his own sake: partly also on behalf of the sustaining picture the young schoolmaster at his task, merry among his dear boys, to trim and point them body and mind for their business in the world, painted for her a weariful prospect of the life she must henceforth drag along.
Is a woman of the plain wits common to numbers ever deceived in her perception of a man's feelings for her?
Let her first question herself whether she respects him.

If she does not, her judgement will go easily astray, intuition and observation are equally at fault, she has no key; he has charmed her blood, that is all.

But if she respects him, she cannot be deceived; respect is her embrace of a man's character.
Aminta's vision was clear.

She had therefore to juggle with the fact revealed, that she might keep her heart from rushing out; and the process was a disintegration of her feminine principle of docility under the world's decrees.