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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Catriona by Robert Louis Stevenson: long ago, and (being a wise girl with the fine female instinct of
propriety) concealed her knowledge.
We had our walk daily. Out in the streets I felt more safe; I relaxed
a little in my guardedness; and for one thing, there was no Heineccius.
This made these periods not only a relief to myself, but a particular
pleasure to my poor child. When I came back about the hour appointed,
I would generally find her ready dressed, and glowing with
anticipation. She would prolong their duration to the extreme, seeming
to dread (as I did myself) the hour of the return; and there is scarce
a field or waterside near Leyden, scarce a street or lane there, where
we have not lingered. Outside of these, I bade her confine herself
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