The Limit of Death

There's a subcurrent of both her power and her uselessness ultimately. There's this sort of limit to the efficacy of all her efforts, which is the limit of death. I find there sort of a slightly epiphytic last line when she has all these feelings at once. She looks at him with chilly fear. Where did that fear come from? Maybe not from him, maybe from her, from Frau Lüblancke. So she has this sort of model, sort of mockly of emotions.