Миссис Дэллоуэй

           He,thankGod,hadnone.Nosons,nodaughters,nowife.Well,hedidn’tseemtomind,saidSally.Helookedyounger,shethought,thananyofthem.

           Butithadbeenasillythingtodo,inmanyways,Petersaid,tomarrylikethat;“aperfectgooseshewas,”hesaid,but,hesaid,“wehadasplendidtimeofit,”buthowcouldthatbe?Sallywondered;whatdidhemean?andhowodditwastoknowhimandyetnotknowasinglethingthathadhappenedtohim.Anddidhesayitoutofpride?Verylikely,forafterallitmustbegallingforhim(thoughhewasanoddity,asortofsprite,notatallanordinaryman),itmustbelonelyathisagetohavenohome,nowheretogoto.Buthemuststaywiththemforweeksandweeks.Ofcoursehewould;hewouldlovetostaywiththem,andthatwashowitcameout.AlltheseyearstheDallowayshadneverbeenonce.Timeaftertimetheyhadaskedthem.Clarissa(foritwasClarissaofcourse)wouldnotcome.For,saidSally,Clarissawasatheartasnob—onehadtoadmitit,asnob.Anditwasthatthatwasbetweenthem,shewasconvinced.Clarissathoughtshehadmarriedbeneathher,herhusbandbeing—shewasproudofit—aminer’sson.Everypennytheyhadhehadearned.Asalittleboy(hervoicetrembled)hehadcarriedgreatsacks.