Maynard under his direction."

"How splendid!" Miss Gleason exclaimed. "Do you know that I admire you
for giving up,--for knowing when to give up? So few women do that! Is n't
he magnificent?"

"Magnificent?"

"I mean psychically. He is what I should call a strong soul You must have
felt his masterfulness; you must have enjoyed it! Don't you like to be
dominated?"

"No," said Grace, "I should n't at all like it."

"Oh, I do! I like to meet one of those forceful masculine natures that
simply bid you obey. It's delicious. Such a sense of self-surrender,"
Miss Gleason explained. "It is n't because they are men," she added. "I
have felt the same influence from some women. I felt it, in a certain
degree, on first meeting you."

"I am very sorry," said Grace coldly. "I should dislike being controlled
myself, and I should dislike still more to control others."

"You're doing it now!" cried Miss Gleason, with delight. "I could not do
a thing to resist your putting me down! Of course you don't know that
you're doing it; it's purely involuntary. And you wouldn't know that he
was dominating you. And he would n't."

Very probably Dr. Mulbridge would not have recognized himself in the
character of all-compelling lady's-novel hero, which Miss Gleason