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

Chapter XVIII: Lying to Mr. Beebe, Mrs.
Honeychurch, Freddy, and The Servants
Windy Corner lay, not on the summit of the
ridge, but a few hundred feet down the
southern slope, at the springing of one of the
great buttresses that supported the hill. On
either side of it was a shallow ravine, filled
with ferns and pine-trees, and down the ravine
on the left ran the highway into the Weald.
Whenever Mr. Beebe crossed the ridge and
caught sight of these noble dispositions of the
earth, and, poised in the middle of them,
Windy Corner,--he laughed. The situation was
so glorious, the house so commonplace, not to
say impertinent. The late Mr. Honeychurch had
affected the cube, because it gave him the
most accommodation for his money, and the
only addition made by his widow had been a
small turret, shaped like a rhinoceros' horn,
where she could sit in wet weather and watch
the carts going up and down the road. So
impertinent--and yet the house "did," for it was