The drums ceased to play as if they were muffled by several forests of intricate impenetrable vegetation. Sabina's anxiety had ceased to beat against her temples, and deafen her to outer sounds. Rhythm was restored to her blood, and her hands lay still on her lap.
While she waited for Djuna to be free she thought about the lie detector who had been watching her actions. He was there in the café again, sitting alone and writing in a note book. She prepared herself mentally for the interview.
She leaned over and called him: "How do you do? Have you come to arrest me?"
Anaïs Nin - A Spy in the House of Love
Camera: Olympus OM-1