Миссис Дэллоуэй

           Shegotup,blunderedoffamongthelittletables,rockingslightlyfromsidetoside,andsomebodycameafterherwithherpetticoat,andshelostherway,andwashemmedinbytrunksspeciallypreparedfortakingtoIndia;nextgotamongtheaccouchementsets,andbabylinen;throughallthecommoditiesoftheworld,perishableandpermanent,hams,drugs,flowers,stationery,variouslysmelling,nowsweet,nowsourshelurched;sawherselfthuslurchingwithherhataskew,veryredintheface,fulllengthinalooking-glass;andatlastcameoutintothestreet.

           ThetowerofWestminsterCathedralroseinfrontofher,thehabitationofGod.Inthemidstofthetraffic,therewasthehabitationofGod.Doggedlyshesetoffwithherparceltothatothersanctuary,theAbbey,where,raisingherhandsinatentbeforeherface,shesatbesidethosedrivenintosheltertoo;thevariouslyassortedworshippers,nowdivestedofsocialrank,almostofsex,astheyraisedtheirhandsbeforetheirfaces;butoncetheyremovedthem,instantlyreverent,middleclass,Englishmenandwomen,someofthemdesirousofseeingthewaxworks.

           ButMissKilmanheldhertentbeforeherface.Nowshewasdeserted;nowrejoined.