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Mrs. Dalloway

“It was all over for her. The sheet was stretched and the bed narrow. She had gone up into the tower alone and left them blackberrying in the sun. The door had shut, and there among the dust of fallen plaster and the litter of birds’ nests how distant the view had looked, and the sounds came thin and chill (once on Leith Hill, she remembered), and Richard, Richard! she cried, as a sleeper in the night starts and stretches a hand in the dark for help. Lunching with Lady Bruton, it came back to her. He has left me; I am alone for ever, she thought, folding her hands upon her knee” (Woolf 47).

Woolf, V. (1925). Mrs. dalloway. (p. 99). New York: Harcourt, Inc.

Notes: Clarissa seems to wallow like John Marcher does from The Beast in the Jungle. Both characters lament from what should and could have happened. But not only do they lament, they also have an over-dramatic air in which life as they know it is over for them because of the lost encounter(s).