Margaret Cameron, The Golden Rule Dollivers (collection… (1913)
“ Late in the afternoon they had put up the cover of the car, buttoned down the side curtains, and were scudding toward New York, while occasional hurrying pedestrians cast envious glances at them as they whirred past, for the air had grown even more sultry, the sky was obscured by a heavy, sweeping curtain of cloud, and the landscape had taken on a grotesque aspect in the weird, greenish light that frequently precedes a thunder-storm. "Lots of these people are going to be drenched, aren't they?" said Marjorie, at last, in a carefully casual tone. ”
