Thomas Hardy,
The Hand of Ethelberta: A Comedy in Chapters
“ And there was no fog then, either.’‘O,’ said Ethelberta, ‘it is one of the most splendid things a person can do! The fog is going fast, and everybody with the least artistic feeling in the direction of bird’s-eye views makes the ascent every time of coming here.’‘Of course, of course,’ said Lord Mountclere. ‘And I am only too happy to go to any height with you.’‘Since you so kindly offer, we will go to the very top of the spire—up through the fog and into the sunshine,’ said Ethelberta. ”
