“JA—COB! JA—COB!” ARCHER SHOUTED.

The voice had an extraordinary sadness. Pure from all body, pure from all passion, going out into the world, solitary, unanswered, breaking against rocks—so it sounded.

 

Excerpt from Jacob’s Room by Virginia Woolf (first published at the Hogarth Press on 27 October 1922)

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