Our first meeting of the 2012-2013 school year (here we go again! hold on tight!) will take place on October 10.
For this meeting we will read the beginning of Part One of The Guermantes Way.
In the Modern Library edition, which I am reading, there is a useful paragraph break on p. 185.
The last part of the sentence just before this break reads:
"... I saw, sitting on the sofa beneath the lamp, red-faced, heavy and vulgar, sick, day-dreaming, letting her slightly crazed eyes wander over a book, an overburdened old woman whom I did not know."
(What, are we reading Gogol all of a sudden? Dostoevsky? This description strikes me as slightly over-dramatized for Proust.)
The sentence that follows the paragraph break is more reserved. It reads:
"My request to be allowed to inspect the Elstirs in Mme de Guermantes's collection had been met by Saint-Loup with: "I'll answer for her."
Ah those names, floating back from our past reading... Elstir, our esteemed painter and his wife, made divine by the painter's imagination... St.-Loup, that dashing, blond, aristocratic, amateur philosopher and man about town...