She lifted her head sharply, exclaiming aloud, "It's intolerable!" Looking out of the window with eyes that would have seen nothing even had they not been dazed by tears, she indulged herself at last in violent abuse of the entire day.

It had been miserable from start to finish; first, the service in the chapel; then luncheon; then Evelyn; then Miss Allan; then old Mrs.Paley blocking up the passage.

All day long she had been tantalized and put off.

She had now reached one of those eminences, the result of some crisis, from which the world is finally displayed in its true proportions.

She disliked the look of it immensely--churches, politicians, misfits, and huge impostures--men like Mr.Dalloway, men like Mr.Bax, Evelyn and her chatter, Mrs.Paley blocking up the passage.