Excerpt \"A Room of One's Own\" by Virginia Woolf
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Middle Aged (35-54)Accents
North American (General)Transcript
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If by good luck, there had been an ashtray handy. If one had not knocked the ash out of the window in default. If things had been a little different from what they were, one would not have seen, presumably a cat without a tail. The site of that abrupt and truncated animal padding softly across the quadrangle, changed by some fluke of the subconscious intelligence. The emotional light for me it was, if someone had let fall a shade, perhaps the excellent hawk was relinquishing its hold. Certainly, as I watched the manx cat paws in the middle of the lawn as if it to question the universe. Something seemed lacking. Something seemed different, but what was lacking, what was different. I asked myself listening to the talk, and to answer that question, I had to think myself out of the room back into the past before the war. Indeed, and to set before my eyes the model of another luncheon party held in rooms not very far distance from these, but different. Everything was different.