Her heart was throbbing in thick, heavy strokes.

There was something so implacable in his attitude.
He did not speak at once, and she stood before him, striving with all her strength to still her agitation.

Then quite calmly he stood back and motioned her to pass him.

"Whatever you decide to do afterwards," he said, "you must come back with me now.

We had better start at once before it gets worse." A quiver of anger went through her; it was almost a sensation of hatred.
She remained motionless.