Ethel Turner,
The Gloves of Gregan McAlister
(1897)
“ Even the master whom he worshipped smiled at him. "What have they been doing to you?" he said. "Why don't you take off those foolish things and go and enjoy yourself?" But Greg shook his head—he was incapable of speech—and walked on his miserable course. Even his best friend told him privately, kindly, but firmly, that he was "an awful ass and a goat, you know." While his best enemy made life a thing to be loathed all the long hours of the afternoon. And in the grand-stand, mortification, quick and complete, had come upon the promoter of his unhappiness. ”
