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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Story of an African Farm by Olive Schreiner: certainly.
Gregory stopped her.
The lady? Well, she was pretty, rather, the girl said; very cold, dull
air, silent. They stayed for, it might be, five days; slept in the wing
over against the stoep; quarrelled sometimes, she thought--the lady. She
had seen everything when she went in to wait. One day the gentleman
touched her hair; she drew back from him as though his fingers poisoned
her. Went to the other end of the room if he came to sit near her. Walked
out alone. Cold wife for such a handsome husband, the girl thought; she
evidently pitied him, he was such a beautiful man. They went away early
one morning, how, or in which way, the girl could not tell.
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