'Through the chink in the hedge,' said Susan 'I saw her kiss him. I raised my head from my flower-pot and looked through a chink in the hedge. I saw her kiss him. I saw them, Jinny and Louis, kissing. Now I will wrap my agony inside my pocket-handkerchief. It shall be screwed tight into a ball. [...]'
-- from The Waves, Virginia Woolf, p. 8
