People don’t do such things.
That’s the last line of Hedda Gabler, and Ibsen makes this chap say it out of a sort of bewilderment at finding truth stranger than fiction. I know just how he felt. I say it myself every time I come up against the hard reality…
Ruth Rendell — People Don’t Do Such Things from Collected Short Stories
The incident happened in the spring after his sixth birthday. His mother always referred to it as ‘that dreadful evening’, and always is no exageration. She talked about it a lot, especially when he did well at anything, which was often as he was good at school and at passing exams.
Ruth Rendell — The Fallen Curtain from Collected Short Stories