Миссис Дэллоуэй

           Lollopingonthewavesandbraidinghertressessheseemed,havingthatgiftstill;tobe;toexist;tosumitallupinthemomentasshepassed;turned,caughtherscarfinsomeotherwoman’sdress,unhitchedit,laughed,allwiththemostperfecteaseandairofacreaturefloatinginitselement.Butagehadbrushedher;evenasamermaidmightbeholdinherglassthesettingsunonsomeverycleareveningoverthewaves.Therewasabreathoftenderness;herseverity,herprudery,herwoodennesswereallwarmedthroughnow,andshehadaboutherasshesaidgood-byetothethickgold-lacedmanwhowasdoinghisbest,andgoodlucktohim,tolookimportant,aninexpressibledignity;anexquisitecordiality;asifshewishedthewholeworldwell,andmustnow,beingontheveryvergeandrimofthings,takeherleave.Soshemadehimthink.(Buthewasnotinlove.)

           Indeed,Clarissafelt,thePrimeMinisterhadbeengoodtocome.