She had a few handsome dresses left- survivals of her last phase of splendour. . . as she spread them out on the bed, the scenes in which they had been worn rose vividly before her. An association lurked in every fold: each fall of lace and gleam of embroidery was like a letter in the record of her past. She was startled to find how the atmosphere of her old life enveloped her. . . She put back the dresses one by one, laying away with each some gleam of light, some note of laughter, some stray waft from the rose shores of pleasure.
Linda
ReplyDeleteI think its The House of Mirth
Sheila
It's certainly the most obvious novel. I'll have to go and flip though the last third until I come across it. I just need confirmation that that's the source.
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ReplyDeleteI'm thinking it's House of Mirth as well.
ReplyDeleteChapter 13, apparently -- I used an English prof's checking-for-plagiarism trick and typed a sentence into Google. Very handy and should strike fear into my students ;-)
ReplyDeleteThanks to all of you, and that google thing is astonishing.
ReplyDeleteIt is House of Mirth. I remember that from the beginning wrt Lily Bart.
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