She looks as though it might kill her, too." Marcella nodded.

Now that her task, for the moment, was nearly over, she could hardly restrain herself nervously or keep herself from crying.
Aldous observed her with disquiet as she put on her hat.

His heart was deeply stirred.

She had chosen more nobly for herself than he would have chosen for her, in thus daring an awful experience for the sake of mercy.

His moral sense, exalted and awed by the sight of death, approved, worshipped her.