“ Somehow the sting of guilt was always more acute when there was a risk that she might get caught. ”
Zeal was like gas, most dangerous when you could not see it. The wrong spark could light it at any time.
~ Frances Hardinge
For a tiny instant Faith wondered whether it would benefit the doctor's investigation if he experienced a cliff fall first-hand.
This is a battlefield, Faith! Women find themselves on battlefields, just as men do. We are given no weapons, and cannot be seen to fight. But fight we must, or perish.
Faith had always told herself that she was not like other ladies. But neither, it seemed, were other ladies.