'Peterle's grandmother pinned on shawl and apron ... and went forth to char ... This setting out of a morning was her panacea, her method of surmounting the dullness of existence. She savoured the excitement of seeing below the surface of strange households; forgot herself and her home troubles in sipping at the overflow of other people's fates.'
Henry Handel Richardson, in 'Life and death of Peterle Lundy'
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