The Well of Loneliness

After he had gone they stared at each other, then Stephen said: "What a queer revelation. Who would have thought that Brockett could get so worked up? His moods are kaleidoscopic. " She was purposely forcing herself to speak lightly.

But Puddle was angry, bitterly angry. Her pride was wounded to the quick for Stephen. "The man's a perfect fool! " she said gruffly. "And I didn't agree with one word he said. I expect he's jealous of your work, they all are. They're a mean-minded lot, these writing people."