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
"Do you know that you're right? I do. I must be a poetess after all. When I think of you it's always as in a room. How funny!" To her surprise, he seemed annoyed. "A drawing-room, pray? With no view?" "Yes, with no view, I fancy. Why not?" "I'd rather," he said reproachfully, "that connected me with the open air." She said again, "Oh, Cecil, whatever do you mean?" As no explanation was forthcoming, she shook off the subject as too difficult for a girl, and led him further into the wood, pausing every now and then at some particularly beautiful or familiar combination of the trees. She had known the wood between Summer Street and Windy Corner ever since she could walk alone; she had played at losing Freddy in
it, when Freddy was a purple-faced baby; and though she had been to Italy, it had lost none of its charm. Presently they came to a little clearing among the pines--another tiny green alp, solitary this time, and holding in its bosom a shallow pool. She exclamed, "The Sacred Lake!" "Why do you call it that?" "I can't remember why. I suppose it comes out of some book. It's only a puddle now, but you see that stream going through it? Well, a good deal of water comes down after heavy rains, and can't get away at once, and the pool becomes quite large and beautiful. Then Freddy used to bathe there. He is very fond of it." "And you?" He meant, "Are you fond of it?" But she
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"Do you know that you're right? I do. I must<br />
be a poetess after all. When I think of you it's<br />
always as in a room. How funny!"<br />
To her surprise, he seemed annoyed.<br />
"A drawing-room, pray? <strong>With</strong> no view?"<br />
"Yes, with no view, I fancy. Why not?"<br />
"I'd rather," he said reproachfully, "that<br />
connected me with the open air."<br />
She said again, "Oh, Cecil, whatever do you<br />
mean?"<br />
As no explanation was forthcoming, she<br />
shook off the subject as too difficult for a girl,<br />
and led him further into the wood, pausing<br />
every now and then at some particularly<br />
beautiful or familiar combination of the trees.<br />
She had known the wood between Summer<br />
Street and Windy Corner ever since she could<br />
walk alone; she had played at losing Freddy in
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