Miss Brill perceives herself to be a rather fine lady. She decides to wear her fur as she walks to the park on this rather chilly day, and it is "sweet [...] to see [the little eyes] snap at her again from the red eiderdown!" She feels that the fur is a "Little rogue," and seems rather playful in her thoughts about it, and about herself for wearing it.
Miss Brill also feels that she has become "quite expert [...] at listening [to other people's conversations] as though she didn't listen." She eavesdrops on various passers-by, judging the personalities of the participants. As she looks around, she thinks that there is "something funny" about the old people around her as "from the way they stared they looked as though they'd just come from dark little rooms or even—even cupboards!" She feels that she must attend a play, that she would be missed if she were not present. However, when the young couple sits down next to her, the boy says to the girl, "Why does she come here at all—who wants her? Why doesn't she keep her silly old mug at home?" The girl makes fun of her fur, saying it looks "funny" and "exactly like a fried whiting."
Miss Brill thinks that she is lively and vital, but she is perceived in the opposite way. The young people think she's odd and old and funny in the same way that Miss Brill thought about the older people she saw around her. She doesn't realize that she is one of them, though the description of her apartment helps us to see this: it is a "little dark room—[...] like a cupboard." It sounds strikingly similar to the way Miss Brill thought the other people must live.