The colour slowly left her cheeks, the lines of her mouth hardened. Miss Stanley hesitated, and took first one and then another of the constituents of this costume off its peg and surveyed it. It had rained during the night, and the patch-work pavement was greasy with mud. 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. The picture of Mary Remenham was still on the wall. More than half the city perished.
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