A Very Short Note on Confusion 'Cross the Ages.

I was reading chapter eight of Tenant tonight when a line of text included the term ‘lol.’ My brain, ageing though it is, calculated in a millisecond that ‘lol’ is an unusual term to find in a 19^th century novel, so I paused and re-read it. It actually said ‘lo!’ How easily the brain can be confounded by the juxtaposition of ages.

If you want to know what’s going on, by the way, Mr Markham is desperately and respectfully trying to woo the widowed Mrs Graham, and she is starchily but respectfully rebuffing him. All very proper, as you might expect. Long way to go.