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

another--were these the daily incidents of her
streets? Was there more in her frank beauty
than met the eye--the power, perhaps, to
evoke passions, good and bad, and to bring
them speedily to a fulfillment?
Happy Charlotte, who, though greatly
troubled over things that did not matter,
seemed oblivious to things that did; who could
conjecture with admirable delicacy "where
things might lead to," but apparently lost sight
of the goal as she approached it. Now she was
crouching in the corner trying to extract a
circular note from a kind of linen nose-bag
which hung in chaste concealment round her
neck. She had been told that this was the only
safe way to carry money in Italy; it must only
be broached within the walls of the English
bank. As she groped she murmured: "Whether
it is Mr. Beebe who forgot to tell Mr. Eager, or
Mr. Eager who forgot when he told us, or
whether they have decided to leave Eleanor
out altogether--which they could scarcely
do--but in any case we must be prepared. It is