Artifact with expression.
One of the pleasures of reading nineteenth century novels is to note, that while human nature remains much the same, fashion can go to the other extreme. In Zola's Une Page d'Amour, a woman asks her neighbour, having just returned from her holidays in Deauville, if she appears brown. The inference is quite clearly that she should have, and has in fact, remained respectably pale.
There is a clap of thunder and huge, dense drops of rain begin to fall. I am unprepared for rain, but fortunately find myself outside a bookshop. Where better to take shelter?