She felt he would tell people the way, control traffic, and refuse admission to public buildings with invincible correctness and the very finest explicit feelings possible. Two or three podgy-looking old men with wives to match, half-a-dozen overdressed girls, and a couple of underdressed American ones, who still wore the clothes in which they had been tramping half over London since breakfast time. You would be alarmed of how sulphurous it is, how sickeningly sweet. ’ Upon which, she darted through the library door, galvanising both the sergeant and his two militiamen into action. But after all, what did it matter whether she had secrets or not? To him she was not a woman but a symbol; and one did not investigate the antecedents of symbols. ‘I cannot possibly shoot a lady, you know.
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