I could see, dimly, the stage at the back of the room, and still hanging, tattered and restless in the draught, a forgotten backcloth of some old play.
"The Dark Forest"
Hugh Walpole
But all this is by the way, because except for a yard or two of gravel terrace outside the windows, it is all painted on the backcloth.
"Windows (Fifth Series Plays)"
John Galsworthy Last Updated: February 10, 2009