I use the word smile for lack of a better word, but how to convey the beauty of the indefinable expression that transfigured that time-worn face? Tender triumph: gentle joy: rapturous reverence. What mystery did I witness? It was like iron frost yielding to sunshine — the thawing of grief in the dawn-radiance of some unsurmisable redemption.
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"The Corner Shop", attributed to Cynthia Asquith in Roald Dahl's Book of Ghost Stories (ISIS Large Print, 1987) p. 49. Attributed to C. L. Ray in Helen Hoke (ed.) Terrors, Terrors, Terrors (USA: Franklin Watts, 1979) pp. 165–66