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I’d finally broken the ice because I wanted to review Merve Emre’s just-published “The Annotated Mrs. Dalloway,” and it seemed sensible to first approach Woolf’s book straight on rather than as a beflowered monument.

But—as in “The Hound of the Baskervilles,” which is partly set on the brooding, beflowered moor—a challenging and even perilous adventure lay in wait.

Images of early twentieth-century suffragists marching for the vote in their long skirts and beflowered hats can give the impression that women’s political power gradually grew from the distant past through today, but American history has not been a constant march toward broader political rights.

An Angel lived there—an Angel in a dizzily beflowered wrapper and a crabbed exterior.

We drove thither in the afternoon, and heard the bells ringing as we entered the village, and found the rectory-gate set wide and the white-satin-ribboned maids awaiting us on the doorstep of the beflowered house.