A Room With A View - Forster E.M..pdf - Cove Systems

encountered it. This solitude oppressed her;
she was accustomed to have her thoughts
confirmed by others or, at all events,
contradicted; it was too dreadful not to know
whether she was thinking right or wrong.
At breakfast next morning she took decisive
action. There were two plans between which
she had to choose. Mr. Beebe was walking up
to the Torre del Gallo with the Emersons and
some American ladies. Would Miss Bartlett
and Miss Honeychurch join the party?
Charlotte declined for herself; she had been
there in the rain the previous afternoon. But
she thought it an admirable idea for Lucy, who
hated shopping, changing money, fetching
letters, and other irksome duties--all of which
Miss Bartlett must accomplish this morning and
could easily accomplish alone.
"No, Charlotte!" cried the girl, with real
warmth. "It's very kind of Mr. Beebe, but I am
certainly coming with you. I had much rather."