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

asked him. She had no idea that it would be
such a dreadful answer, or she would not have
asked him. Mr. Beebe had turned the
conversation so cleverly, and she hoped that
the young man was not very much hurt at her
asking him
"The railway!" gasped Miss Lavish. "Oh, but I
shall die! Of course it was the railway!" She
could not control her mirth. "He is the image of
a porter--on, on the South-Eastern."
"Eleanor, be quiet," plucking at her vivacious
companion. "Hush! They'll hear--the
Emersons--"
"I can't stop. Let me go my wicked way. A
porter--"
"Eleanor!"
"I'm sure it's all right," put in Lucy. "The
Emersons won't hear, and they wouldn't mind
if they did."