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

"Lucy; without a moment's doubt, Lucy. The
ground will do for me. Really I have not had
rheumatism for years. If I do feel it coming on I
shall stand. Imagine your mother's feelings if I
let you sit in the wet in your white linen." She
sat down heavily where the ground looked
particularly moist. "Here we are, all settled
delightfully. Even if my dress is thinner it will
not show so much, being brown. Sit down,
dear; you are too unselfish; you don't assert
yourself enough." She cleared her throat.
"Now don't be alarmed; this isn't a cold. It's the
tiniest cough, and I have had it three days. It's
nothing to do with sitting here at all."
There was only one way of treating the
situation. At the end of five minutes Lucy
departed in search of Mr. Beebe and Mr.
Eager, vanquished by the mackintosh square.
She addressed herself to the drivers, who
were sprawling in the carriages, perfuming
the cushions with cigars. The miscreant, a