"He had come on her that morning in a moment of disarray; her face had been pale and altered, and the diminution of her beauty had lent her a poignant charm. That is how she looks when she is alone! had been his first thought; and the second was to note in her the change which his coming produced."
"The House of Mirth" (1905), bk. 1, ch. 6
~Edith Wharton (24 January 1862 β 11 August 1937)
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