A Room With A View - Forster E.M..pdf - Cove Systems
A Room With A View - Forster E.M..pdf - Cove Systems A Room With A View - Forster E.M..pdf - Cove Systems
"Oh, let me congratulate you!" said Miss Bartlett. "After your despair of yesterday! What a fortunate thing!" "Aha! Miss Honeychurch, come you here I am in luck. Now, you are to tell me absolutely everything that you saw from the beginning." Lucy poked at the ground with her parasol. "But perhaps you would rather not?" "I'm sorry--if you could manage without it, I think I would rather not." The elder ladies exchanged glances, not of disapproval; it is suitable that a girl should feel deeply. "It is I who am sorry," said Miss Lavish. "literary hacks are shameless creatures. I believe there's no secret of the human heart into which we wouldn't pry."
She marched cheerfully to the fountain and back, and did a few calculations in realism. Then she said that she had been in the Piazza since eight o'clock collecting material. A good deal of it was unsuitable, but of course one always had to adapt. The two men had quarrelled over a five-franc note. For the five-franc note she should substitute a young lady, which would raise the tone of the tragedy, and at the same time furnish an excellent plot. "What is the heroine's name?" asked Miss Bartlett. "Leonora," said Miss Lavish; her own name was Eleanor. "I do hope she's nice." That desideratum would not be omitted. "And what is the plot?"
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She marched cheerfully to the fountain and<br />
back, and did a few calculations in realism.<br />
Then she said that she had been in the Piazza<br />
since eight o'clock collecting material. A good<br />
deal of it was unsuitable, but of course one<br />
always had to adapt. The two men had<br />
quarrelled over a five-franc note. For the<br />
five-franc note she should substitute a young<br />
lady, which would raise the tone of the<br />
tragedy, and at the same time furnish an<br />
excellent plot.<br />
"What is the heroine's name?" asked Miss<br />
Bartlett.<br />
"Leonora," said Miss Lavish; her own name<br />
was Eleanor.<br />
"I do hope she's nice."<br />
That desideratum would not be omitted.<br />
"And what is the plot?"
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