preplexed

Updated: May 16, 2025

And when, just at dusk, we clattered into the curious little convent-church town of Nivelles, and found the tiny square before the Black Eagle Inn full of refugees who had trudged in from towns beyond, the liverymen, after taking off their varnished high hats to scratch their preplexed heads, announced that Brussels was where they belonged and to Brussels they would return that night, though their spent horses dropped in the traces on the way.

Irvin S. (Irvin Shrewsbury) Cobb - Paths of Glory: Impressions of War Written at and Near the Front