There is an art to holding her in the place she is entering now, on the edge of the water-earth, in the time and space between life and death, too late to return to the living and not time, not yet, not for a while, to be quite dead.
-- Narrator (Pages 1 - 38)

Importance: The third person narrator says this of the bog girl depicted in the first pages of the novel. While the narrative never explicitly identifies this unnamed girl as a representation or version of Silvie, this passage casts the bog girl as a parallel victim of oppression and violence to the first person narrator. This line also foreshadows the final scenes of the novel, and Silvie's coming fate. The interstitial space described in the above passage speaks to the realm Silvie's father and circumstances compel her to occupy, one where she is trapped between time and space, without voice or agency.

Maybe...
-- Narrator/Silvie (Pages 1 - 38)