2. ‘You will like to marry me, yes?’ she pursued. ‘No more, Saling, no more,’ said Mrs Sindlesham in accents of exhaustion. She could not judge its direction, and began to move swiftly along the bookshelves, her hand running behind her across the spines of the calfbound volumes. He did not think of her as a killer, he could barely conceive it. Her roving eagerness was at all times shaded with shyness, reserve, repression. She felt anger at Sebastian, anger at the thrill that she felt in her loins upon seeing him, anger at herself for never having the courage to end her own life.
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