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

day, and the wind had taken and broken the
dahlias. Mrs. Honeychurch, who looked cross,
was tying them up, while Miss Bartlett,
unsuitably dressed, impeded her with offers of
assistance. At a little distance stood Minnie
and the "garden-child," a minute importation,
each holding either end of a long piece of
bass.
"Oh, how do you do, Mr. Beebe? Gracious
what a mess everything is! Look at my scarlet
pompons, and the wind blowing your skirts
about, and the ground so hard that not a prop
will stick in, and then the carriage having to go
out, when I had counted on having Powell,
who--give every one their due--does tie up
dahlias properly."
Evidently Mrs. Honeychurch was shattered.
"How do you do?" said Miss Bartlett, with a
meaning glance, as though conveying that
more than dahlias had been broken off by the
autumn gales.