samedi 6 décembre 2008

Les incipits : JAMES, The Wings of the Dove.

She waited, Kate Croy, for her father to come in, but he kept her unconscionably, and there were moments at which she showed herself, in the glass over the mantel, a face positively pale with the irritation that had brought her to the point of going away without sight of him.

Henry JAMES, The Wings of the Dove, 1902.

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