MrsDalloway

Mrs. Dalloway A V. Woolf 1925 (Granada 1976) Mrs. Dalloway said she would buy the flowers herself .. For Lucy had her work cut out for her . The doors would be taken off their hinges ; Rumpelmayer’s men were coming . And then , thought Clarissa Dalloway , what a morning—fresh as if issued to children on a beach .. What a lark ! What a plunge ! For so it had always seemed to her , when , with a little squeak of the hinges , which she could hear now , she had burst open the French windows and plunged at Bourton into the open air . How fresh , how calm , stiller than this of course , the air was in the early morning ; like the flap of a wave ; the kiss of a wave ; chill and sharp and yet ( for a girl of eighteen as she then was ) solemn , feeling as she did , standing there at the open window , that something awful was about to happen ; looking at the flowers , at the trees with the smoke winding off them and the rooks rising , falling ; standing and looking until Peter Walsh said , “ Musing among the vegetables ? “—was that it ? -- “ I prefer men to cauliflowers “— was that it ? He must have said it at breakfast one mornin......