They were, he fancied, not very Tellable memories, being compounded not so much of word and deed as of those more subtle things without voice or being which are no less terribly, evilly, real and whose mark remains longest upon the soul.
"The Window-Gazer"
Isabel Ecclestone Mackay
A good reason; but not one that was very Tellable.
"The Dominant Strain"
Anna Chapin Ray