Nellallitea Larsen,
The Wrong Man (Larsen)
(1926)
“ Julia didn’t look; she knew what she would see. A tall, thin man, his lean face yellowed and hardened as if by years in the tropics; a man, perhaps, a bit unused to scenes of this kind, purposely a little aloof and, one suspected, more than a little contemptuous.She felt a flash of resentful anger against Myra. Why was she always carting about impossible people? ”
Nellallitea Larsen,
The Wrong Man (Larsen)
(1926)
“ It was worse—it was dangerous. Certainly it was about to become dangerous to her, Julia Romley, erstwhile ... She let the thought die unfinished, it was too unpleasant.She had been so happy, so secure, and now this: Ralph Tyler, risen from the past to shatter the happiness which she had grasped for herself. Must she begin all over again? She made a hasty review of her life since San Francisco days: Chicago and the art school where she had studied interior decorating with the money that Ralph Tyler had given her; New York, her studio and success; Boston, and marriage to Jim Romley. ”
Nellallitea Larsen,
The Wrong Man (Larsen)
(1926)
“ George Hill’s drawling voice was saying, while he secretly wondered what had got into Julia; she was so quiet, not like herself at all.Julia let her eyes wander over the moving crowd. Young men, old men, young women, older women, slim girls, fat women, thin men, stout men, glided by. ”
