She turned the keys inside her dressing-room doors, and sat down for some time looking pale and quiet as when she was leaving the breakfast-room. Even in the moments after reading the poisonous letter she had hardly had more cruel sensations than now; for emotion was at the acute point, where it is not distinguishable from sensation. 
She turned the keys inside her dressing-room doors, and sat down for some time looking pale and quiet, but with cruel sensations.
