the taste of stale follies
The removal of his companion’s hat, besides provoking thisreflection, gave him his first full sight of her face; andthis was so favourable that the name she now pronounced fellon him with a quite disproportionate shock of dismay. "Oh, Mrs. Murrett’s–was it THERE?"He remembered her now, of course: remembered her as one ofthe shadowy sidling presences […]