George Bernard Shaw,
Love Among the Artists — Book I, Chapter II
(1881)
“ Give the young lady time to dress herself." "There is a gleam of sunshine now," said Herbert, gravely, ignoring the lad. "Better have your first look at it while it lasts." Mary placed herself before the easel, and gazed earnestly at it, finding that expression the easiest mask for a pang of disappointment which followed her first glance at the canvas. Herbert did not interrupt her for some moments. Then he said in a low voice: "You understand her action, do you not?" "Yes. She has just seen the reflexion of Lancelot's figure in the mirror; and she is turning round to look at the reality." ”
