"Up and down the narrow uphill street the houses were all heights: none so small as the Fishers'. At each end, the street bent out of sight: it was exceedingly quiet and seemed, though charged with meaning, to lead nowhere ... it would not really have surprised Henrietta if no one had ever walked down that street again." p. 9

"Already, [Henrietta] longed to occupy people's fancies, speculations and thoughts." p. 11 - 1

"[Henrietta] felt the house was acting, nothing seemed to be natural objects did not wait to be seen but came crowding in on her, each with what amounted to its aggressive cry." p.11 -2

"Today was to do much to disintegrate Henrietta's character, which, built up by herself, for herself, out of admonitions and axioms (under the growing stress of: If I am Henrietta, then what is HENRIETTA?) was a mosaic of all possible kinds of prejudice. She...