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If you are talking about this passage :The air was thick with the war feeling, like the electricity of a storm which has not yet exploded. Editha sat looking out into the warm spring afternoon, with her lips parted, and panting with the intensity of the question whether she could let it go. She had decided that she could not let him stay, when she saw him at the end of the leafless avenue, making slowly up toward the house . . . . the answer is:A. The air was thick with the war feeling, like the electricity of a storm which has not yet exploded.