The woman beside him held him in the hollow of her hand.

In the long wrestle between her nature and his, she had conquered.

His fear of her and his need of her had even come to supply the place of a dozen ethical instincts he was naturally without.
Some discomfort, probably physical, seemed at last to break up his moment of rest.
"Well, I tell you, I often wish it were the other man," he said, with some impatience.

"Raeburn 's so d----d superior.

I suppose I offended him by what I said of Marcella's whims, and the risk of letting her control so much money at her age, and with her ideas.