Katherine Mansfield’s short story “, Miss Brill,” is a tale of a woman operating at the outer fringe of reality, told from the third person omniscient point of view. The mannerly, refined Miss Brill is an observer of life, one who sits on the sidelines while the game of life is played without her. She wears a decrepit fox fur as if it were the most beautiful and fashionable thing to wear. Her dressing ritual would suggest that she were going to see a play, which she believes she is, instead of seated on her usual bench in the park on Sun ....