Gwendolen became pallid as she listened to this admonitory speech. The ideas it raised had the force of sensations. Her resistant courage would not help her here, because her uncle was not urging her against her own resolve; he was pressing upon her the motives of dread which she already felt; he was making her more conscious of the risks that lay within herself. She was silent, and the rector observed that he had produced some strong effect.
"I mean this in kindness, my dear." His tone had softened.

Gwendolen became pale as she listened to this warning, which made her more conscious of the risks that lay within herself. She was silent.
"I mean this in kindness, my dear," said the rector, his tone softening.
