In the novel's climax, Ophelia phones Col. Harville during a raging storm, promising to deliver the jade Tara that has driven him mad for decades. As lightning cracks, she contemplates the strange mathematics of captivity and love: "Another hostage would be taken. Another innocence would be lost." Yet her heart feels light at the prospect—for "captivity was the purest, rarest, and possibly most dear form of intimacy."