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
screamed also. Mr. Eager addressed her professionally: "Courage, Miss Honeychurch, courage and faith. If I might say so, there is something almost blasphemous in this horror of the elements. Are we seriously to suppose that all these clouds, all this immense electrical display, is simply called into existence to extinguish you or me?" "No--of course--" "Even from the scientific standpoint the chances against our being struck are enormous. The steel knives, the only articles which might attract the current, are in the other carriage. And, in any case, we are infinitely safer than if we were walking. Courage--courage and faith." Under the rug, Lucy felt the kindly pressure of her cousin's hand. At times our need for a sympathetic gesture is so great that we care
not what exactly it signifies or how much we may have to pay for it afterwards. Miss Bartlett, by this timely exercise of her muscles, gained more than she would have got in hours of preaching or cross examination. She renewed it when the two carriages stopped, half into Florence. "Mr. Eager!" called Mr. Beebe. "We want your assistance. Will you interpret for us?" "George!" cried Mr. Emerson. "Ask your driver which way George went. The boy may lose his way. He may be killed." "Go, Mr. Eager," said Miss Bartlett. don't ask our driver; our driver is no help. Go and support poor Mr. Beebe--, he is nearly demented." "He may be killed!" cried the old man. "He may be killed!"
- Page 109 and 110: She marched cheerfully to the fount
- Page 111 and 112: that a tragedy such as yesterday's
- Page 113 and 114: most beautiful--far better than the
- Page 115 and 116: of purity. Andate via! andate prest
- Page 117 and 118: the subject strangely pure. "He die
- Page 119 and 120: Under the chaplain's guidance they
- Page 121 and 122: "He is not; he made an advantageous
- Page 123 and 124: "You have said very little." "It wa
- Page 125 and 126: Miss Bartlett thanked him for his k
- Page 127 and 128: another--were these the daily incid
- Page 129 and 130: from her brother, full of athletics
- Page 131 and 132: solitude of Nature, might a hero me
- Page 133 and 134: great favour, the goddess was allow
- Page 135 and 136: To behave wildly at the sight of de
- Page 137 and 138: "I quite agree," said Miss Lavish,
- Page 139 and 140: only people enjoying the expedition
- Page 141 and 142: them on the back to signify his app
- Page 143 and 144: Lucy? "Signorina!" echoed Persephon
- Page 145 and 146: account of his diminutive stature?"
- Page 147 and 148: But it is not easy to carry the pic
- Page 149 and 150: Miss Lavish did not seem pleased at
- Page 151 and 152: "Lucy; without a moment's doubt, Lu
- Page 153 and 154: Mr. Beebe, the smaller of the two g
- Page 155 and 156: hills. "Eccolo!" he exclaimed. At t
- Page 157 and 158: Chapter VII: They Return Some compl
- Page 159: The thoughts of a cab-driver, howev
- Page 163 and 164: might have been hurt. They chose to
- Page 165 and 166: "In a book?" "Heroes--gods--the non
- Page 167 and 168: Miss Alan asked her to play. She re
- Page 169 and 170: "The driver?" "My dear girl, no; Mr
- Page 171 and 172: "You see, Charlotte, your kindness-
- Page 173 and 174: Miss Bartlett. "You will be seen fr
- Page 175 and 176: "I expect she will. However, we sha
- Page 177 and 178: "Charlotte dear, what do you mean?
- Page 179 and 180: forgive me, and rightly. Fur instan
- Page 181 and 182: worked like a great artist; for a t
- Page 183 and 184: Lucy cried aloud: "It isn't true. I
- Page 185 and 186: groaned, for the day was hot and th
- Page 187 and 188: "Just listen to what I have written
- Page 189 and 190: "I don't see you ought to go peepin
- Page 191 and 192: not keep quiet. You know all that h
- Page 193 and 194: kind of fellow who would never wear
- Page 195 and 196: The curtains parted. Cecil's first
- Page 197 and 198: They stared at him anxiously. "She
- Page 199 and 200: mother." "We go with Lucy?" said Fr
- Page 201 and 202: months later, on the margin of Ital
- Page 203 and 204: civil, but obtuse in essentials, wh
- Page 205 and 206: Flack!" "Has he indeed?" said Cecil
- Page 207 and 208: His voice was rather parochial, but
- Page 209 and 210: "Ah, he has too many. No one but hi
not what exactly it signifies or how much we<br />
may have to pay for it afterwards. Miss Bartlett,<br />
by this timely exercise of her muscles, gained<br />
more than she would have got in hours of<br />
preaching or cross examination.<br />
She renewed it when the two carriages<br />
stopped, half into Florence.<br />
"Mr. Eager!" called Mr. Beebe. "We want<br />
your assistance. Will you interpret for us?"<br />
"George!" cried Mr. Emerson. "Ask your<br />
driver which way George went. The boy may<br />
lose his way. He may be killed."<br />
"Go, Mr. Eager," said Miss Bartlett. don't ask<br />
our driver; our driver is no help. Go and<br />
support poor Mr. Beebe--, he is nearly<br />
demented."<br />
"He may be killed!" cried the old man. "He<br />
may be killed!"
Change language