Tea at Wickham Place
Margaret Schlegel, Leonard Bast, Helen Schlegel, London 1910.
Margaret talked ahead, occasionally saying "Don't you think so? don't you feel the same?" And once she stopped, and said, "Oh, do interrupt me!" which terrified him. She did not attract him, though she filled him with awe. Her figure was meagre, her face seemed all teeth and eyes, her references to her sister her brother were uncharitable. For all her cleverness and culture, she was probably one of those soulless, aesthetical women who have been so shown up by Miss Corelli. It was surprising (and alarming) that she should suddenly say, "I do hope you'll come in and have some tea...we should be so glad. I have dragged you so far out of your way."
Howards End, E.M. Forster, 1910.