Миссис Дэллоуэй

           Besides,nowthathewasquitealone,condemned,deserted,asthosewhoareabouttodiearealone,therewasaluxuryinit,anisolationfullofsublimity;afreedomwhichtheattachedcanneverknow.Holmeshadwonofcourse;thebrutewiththerednostrilshadwon.ButevenHolmeshimselfcouldnottouchthislastrelicstrayingontheedgeoftheworld,thisoutcast,whogazedbackattheinhabitedregions,wholay,likeadrownedsailor,ontheshoreoftheworld.

           Itwasatthatmoment(Reziagoneshopping)thatthegreatrevelationtookplace.Avoicespokefrombehindthescreen.Evanswasspeaking.Thedeadwerewithhim.

           “Evans,Evans!”hecried.

           Mr.Smithwastalkingaloudtohimself,AgnestheservantgirlcriedtoMrs.Filmerinthekitchen.“Evans,Evans,”hehadsaidasshebroughtinthetray.Shejumped,shedid.Shescuttleddownstairs.

           AndReziacamein,withherflowers,andwalkedacrosstheroom,andputtherosesinavase,uponwhichthesunstruckdirectly,anditwentlaughing,leapingroundtheroom.

           Shehadhadtobuytheroses,Reziasaid,fromapoormaninthestreet.Buttheywerealmostdeadalready,shesaid,arrangingtheroses.

           Sotherewasamanoutside;Evanspresumably;andtheroses,whichReziasaidwerehalfdead,hadbeenpickedbyhiminthefieldsofGreece.“Communicationishealth;communicationishappiness,communication—”hemuttered.