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

afterwards. As you say it is all too horrible, and
it is no good talking."
But to Cecil, now that he was about to lose
her, she seemed each moment more
desirable. He looked at her, instead of through
her, for the first time since they were engaged.
From a Leonardo she had become a living
woman, with mysteries and forces of her own,
with qualities that even eluded art. His brain
recovered from the shock, and, in a burst of
genuine devotion, he cried: "But I love you,
and I did think you loved me!"
"I did not," she said. "I thought I did at first. I
am sorry, and ought to have refused you this
last time, too."
He began to walk up and down the room, and
she grew more and more vexed at his
dignified behaviour. She had counted on his
being petty. It would have made things easier
for her. By a cruel irony she was drawing out
all that was finest in his disposition.