From “The Cost of Living”, a short story. P 184.
“The beginning had already rushed into the past and frozen there, as if, from the first afternoon, each had been thinking, This is how it will be remembered.”
Same. P 194.
“They were young and ambitious and frightened; and they were French, so that their learned behaviour was all smoothness. There was no crevice where an emotion could hold.”
The Legacy, p 35. “…The old maidish asperity that had lately begun to creep through her conversation like an ink-stain.”