unearths some literary gems.
From The Great Black Kanba, by Constance and Gwenyth Little:
[The protagonist, who is suffering from amnesia, catches herself in the middle of a whimsical ramble.]
I stopped short and thought wildly that not only had I lost my memory but I'd gone a bit silly too. Or maybe I was naturally silly--I had no way of knowing.
"You know as well as I do that Mavis would keep that sort of appointment if the man were snowed in with white whiskers."
"Come on, Virgineeah."
"You'd better call me Ginny," I said, getting to my feet. "You can't play around with it so much."