“I see what you think of me,’ said he, gravely; ‘I shall make but a poor figure in your journal to-morrow.”
“My journal!”
Yes; I know exactly what you will say: ‘Friday went to the Lower Rooms; wore my sprigged muslin robe with blue trimmings - plain black shoes - appeared to much advantage; but was strangely harassed by a queer, half-witted man, who would make me dance with him, and distressed me by his nonsense.’”
— Jane Austen, Northanger Abbey
