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
Excited by her pleasant afternoon, she clapped her hands. George looked up. "Of course I do. I saw her the day I arrived at Summer Street. It was she who told me that you lived here." "Weren't you pleased?" She meant "to see Miss Lavish," but when he bent down to the grass without replying, it struck her that she could mean something else. She watched his head, which was almost resting against her knee, and she thought that the ears were reddening. "No wonder the novel's bad," she added. "I never liked Miss Lavish. But I suppose one ought to read it as one's met her." "All modern books are bad," said Cecil, who was annoyed at her inattention, and vented his annoyance on literature. "Every one writes for money in these days." "Oh, Cecil--!"
"It is so. I will inflict Joseph Emery Prank on you no longer." Cecil, this afternoon seemed such a twittering sparrow. The ups and downs in his voice were noticeable, but they did not affect her. She had dwelt amongst melody and movement, and her nerves refused to answer to the clang of his. Leaving him to be annoyed, she gazed at the black head again. She did not want to stroke it, but she saw herself wanting to stroke it; the sensation was curious. "How do you like this view of ours, Mr. Emerson?" "I never notice much difference in views." "What do you mean?" "Because they're all alike. Because all that matters in them is distance and air." "H'm!" said Cecil, uncertain whether the
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Excited by her pleasant afternoon, she<br />
clapped her hands.<br />
George looked up. "Of course I do. I saw her<br />
the day I arrived at Summer Street. It was she<br />
who told me that you lived here."<br />
"Weren't you pleased?" She meant "to see<br />
Miss Lavish," but when he bent down to the<br />
grass without replying, it struck her that she<br />
could mean something else. She watched his<br />
head, which was almost resting against her<br />
knee, and she thought that the ears were<br />
reddening. "No wonder the novel's bad," she<br />
added. "I never liked Miss Lavish. But I<br />
suppose one ought to read it as one's met her."<br />
"All modern books are bad," said Cecil, who<br />
was annoyed at her inattention, and vented his<br />
annoyance on literature. "Every one writes for<br />
money in these days."<br />
"Oh, Cecil--!"