Long after the story was ended and had fallen flat, Saniette, crestfallen, would remain smiling to himself, as though relishing in it and for himself the delectation which he pretended to find adequate and which the others had not felt.
Marcel Proust. In Search of Lost Time [volume 4]
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The Rev. "Joe" Twichell, for whose delectation the piece had been written, apparently had pocketed the document for four long years.