P. G. Wodehouse,
The Little Nugget — Chapter 1
(1914)
“ Her words startled me more.'Peter, do you love me as much as you loved Audrey Blake?'In the instant which divided her words from my reply my mind flew hither and thither, trying to recall an occasion when I could have mentioned Audrey to her. I was convinced that I had not done so. I never mentioned Audrey to anyone.There is a grain of superstition in the most level-headed man. I am not particularly level-headed, and I have more than a grain in me. I was shaken. Ever since I had asked Cynthia to marry me, it seemed as if the ghost of Audrey had come back into my life. ”
