The Turn of the Screw Henry James

Mrs. Grose was not too bewildered instinctively to protest. “Ah, how CAN you?” “Because I’m clear. Flora doesn’t want me to know.” “It’s only then to spare you.” “No, no—there are depths, depths! The more I go over it, the more I see in it, and the more I see in it, the more I fear. I don’t know what I DON’T see—what I DON’T fear!” Mrs. Grose tried to keep up with me. “You mean you’re afraid of s...