The Turn of the Screw

by Henry James

“It strikes me that by this time your eyes are open even wider than mine.”

He stood there smiling; then at last he put into two words—“Do YOU?”—more discrimination than I had ever heard two words contain. Before I had time to deal with that, however, he continued as if with the sense that this was an impertinence to be softened. “Nothing could be more charming than the way you take it, for of course if we’re alone together now it’s you that are alone most. But I hope,” he threw in, “you don’t particularly mind!”

Terrifying