It was the moment of the great fermentation, when even trifling things and trifling people seemed to boil and seethe with importance; when cold-hearted people were suddenly full of tenderness and chivalry, selfish people full of generosity, prosaic people full of poetry, and mediocre people full of genius: the brief carnival-week of the old world, when men and women Masqueraded in all manner of outlandish and antiquated thoughts and feelings, and enjoyed the excitement of dressing-up so much that they actually believed themselves for the moment to be what they pretended: it was the brief moment, grotesque and pathetic, when the doomed classes of society, who were fatally going to be exterminated for their long selfishness and indifference, enthusiastically caught up pick-axe and shovel and tore down the bricks of the edifice which was destined to fall and to crush them all beneath its ruins.
"The Countess of Albany"
Violet Paget (AKA Vernon Lee)
And now this thing which Masqueraded as a human had been given the protection of the law, had been sheltered in the jail from the just wrath of his fellowmen.
"The Man from Jericho"
Edwin Carlile Litsey
Here again luck Masqueraded as a slippery word.
"Command"
William McFee