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
"Different--how--how--" "I haven't had a really good education, for one thing," she continued, still on her knees by the sideboard. "My Italian trip came too late, and I am forgetting all that I learnt there. I shall never be able to talk to your friends, or behave as a wife of yours should." "I don't understand you. You aren't like yourself. You're tired, Lucy." "Tired!" she retorted, kindling at once. "That is exactly like you. You always think women don't mean what they say." "Well, you sound tired, as if something has worried you." "What if I do? It doesn't prevent me from realizing the truth. I can't marry you, and you will thank me for saying so some day." "You had that bad headache yesterday--All
ight"--for she had exclaimed indignantly: "I see it's much more than headaches. But give me a moment's time." He closed his eyes. "You must excuse me if I say stupid things, but my brain has gone to pieces. Part of it lives three minutes back, when I was sure that you loved me, and the other part--I find it difficult--I am likely to say the wrong thing." It struck her that he was not behaving so badly, and her irritation increased. She again desired a struggle, not a discussion. To bring on the crisis, she said: "There are days when one sees clearly, and this is one of them. Things must come to a breaking-point some time, and it happens to be to-day. If you want to know, quite a little thing decided me to speak to you--when you wouldn't play tennis with Freddy." "I never do play tennis," said Cecil, painfully bewildered; "I never could play. I don't understand a word you say."
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- Page 355 and 356: "How are my proteges?" asked Cecil,
- Page 357 and 358: "Not very dutiful," said her mother
- Page 359 and 360: matter?" But Sunday intervened and
- Page 361 and 362: ather a nuisance all through the te
- Page 363 and 364: Lucy recollected herself. "'Sunset.
- Page 365 and 366: "It is so. I will inflict Joseph Em
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- Page 369 and 370: Emerson thinks us frivolous, he can
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- Page 375 and 376: make love. Do you know about that?"
- Page 377 and 378: Why does any one tell anything? The
- Page 379 and 380: to help me. That's why I've sent fo
- Page 381 and 382: the garden with a tennis ball in hi
- Page 383 and 384: entered he stopped, and said: "No--
- Page 385 and 386: talk. He should know no one intimat
- Page 387 and 388: Lucy thought of a very good remark.
- Page 389 and 390: dark, and I am going back into it,
- Page 391 and 392: was strong--seized her, and she was
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- Page 397 and 398: They have to-day. I see clearly. I
- Page 399 and 400: "You don't love me, evidently. I da
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- Page 405 and 406: George had gone away into--what was
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- Page 409 and 410: go any further than Athens, but if
- Page 411 and 412: Cecil said, "Yes," while Freddy edg
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- Page 415 and 416: day, and the wind had taken and bro
- Page 417 and 418: "Yes, Charlotte, I don't want you--
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- Page 423 and 424: they'd take me." "Has Italy filled
- Page 425 and 426: "Yes, of course; to go to Constanti
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- Page 429 and 430: petty secrets, and confidences and
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- Page 433 and 434: dropped her evasive manner. "Why Gr
- Page 435 and 436: now, and settle the whole thing up.
- Page 437 and 438: wants to go to Greece. I don't know
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- Page 443 and 444: lay poised below him-- now as a bea
ight"--for she had exclaimed indignantly: "I<br />
see it's much more than headaches. But give<br />
me a moment's time." He closed his eyes. "You<br />
must excuse me if I say stupid things, but my<br />
brain has gone to pieces. Part of it lives three<br />
minutes back, when I was sure that you loved<br />
me, and the other part--I find it difficult--I am<br />
likely to say the wrong thing."<br />
It struck her that he was not behaving so<br />
badly, and her irritation increased. She again<br />
desired a struggle, not a discussion. To bring<br />
on the crisis, she said:<br />
"There are days when one sees clearly, and<br />
this is one of them. Things must come to a<br />
breaking-point some time, and it happens to<br />
be to-day. If you want to know, quite a little<br />
thing decided me to speak to you--when you<br />
wouldn't play tennis with Freddy."<br />
"I never do play tennis," said Cecil, painfully<br />
bewildered; "I never could play. I don't<br />
understand a word you say."
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