Frightened by something in her own nature

The lady doth protest too much, methinks.

I love that you're worried,' she says, 'but you're worried about all the wrong things.

Mother would be in real trouble right now.

It frightens him to think of her this way. It makes her seem, in terms of love, so vast.

There was something strange and extraordinary about her – something that was frightening and at the same time most exciting.

She is unpredictable, and unpredictable is another word for 'threat' when a woman wears it well.

What she wants to say has to do not only with joy but with the penetrating, constant fear that is joy's other half.

I love her beauty, but I fear her mind.

There is a knowing in her, she hears them say, that makes her untamable. She has known since she was a child that she is observant in a way that makes them uncomfortable.

How furious she must be, now that she's been taken at her word.

Fear made her seem ill; it distorted her body lines, made her appear as if someone had broken her, and then, with malice, patched her together badly.

On being charged with the fact, the poor girl confirmed the suspicion in a grat measure by her extreme confusion of manner.

It troubled her much to see what a great flame a little wildfire was likely to kindle.