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"She began to walk more slowly, looking over the railings into the "gardens", which consisted of a long strip of dry-looking grass, bordered with flower-beds and paths, and shaded by top-heavy trees about to shed their leaves. A woman was walking along one of the paths with a dog on a lead. She wore a grey tweed coat and transparent pink nylon gloves, and carried two books from the public library in a contraption of rubber straps. What is the use of noticing such details? Dulcie asked herself. It isn't as if I were a novelist or a private detective. Presumably such a faculty might be said to add to one's enjoyment of life, but so often what one observed was neither amusing nor interesting, but just upsetting" (No Fond Return of Love)
"She began to walk more slowly, looking over the railings into the "gardens", which consisted of a long strip of dry-looking grass, bordered with flower-beds and paths, and shaded by top-heavy trees about to shed their leaves. A woman was walking along one of the paths with a dog on a lead. She wore a grey tweed coat and transparent pink nylon gloves, and carried two books from the public library in a contraption of rubber straps. What is the use of noticing such details? Dulcie asked herself. It isn't as if I were a novelist or a private detective. Presumably such a faculty might be said to add to one's enjoyment of life, but so often what one observed was neither amusing nor interesting, but just upsetting" (No Fond Return of Love)