Leaving the library by the same door she had first used to enter it earlier that day, she crossed the two little antechambers and moved on through the rooms. Hanging on the wall was a temple censer, bronze, moulded in the shape of a lotus blossom with stem and leaves—deadly as a club. He allowed his irons and clothes to be taken off without resistance. Set the boy free. Part of her even believed that her mother would have wanted her to stop feeling guilty and to be happy.
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