Sheila pounded the kitchen table, causing the bell jar with the silk flowers to tip over and roll to the floor. The room was reeling, or was it that she was going to faint? She recovered herself with a supreme effort. "The door!—the door!—death!" he added, as he tried the handle, "it is locked—and I am unarmed. Some man! And to conclude it all was the figure of her father in the doorway, giving her a last chance, his hat in one hand, his umbrella in the other, shaken at her to emphasize his point. The dizziness made the trees sickening, the smell of Michelle’s perfume soapy and revolting.
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