The floor under my feet and the air around me were oppressively present to my senses, while my own hand I could not have located.

I did not know where my body began or ended, I was so conscious of my gloves, my shoes, my flowing sash.

My wonderful dress, in which I had taken so much satisfaction, gave me the most trouble.

I was suddenly paralyzed by a conviction that it was too short, and it seemed to me I stood on absurdly long legs.

And ten thousand people were looking up at me.