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

"Yes, Charlotte, I don't want you--do go;
there's nothing to stop about for, either in the
house or out of it."
Miss Bartlett said that her duty lay in the
dahlia bed, but when she had exasperated
every one, except Minnie, by a refusal, she
turned round and exasperated Minnie by an
acceptance. As they walked up the garden, the
orange cactus fell, and Mr. Beebe's last vision
was of the garden-child clasping it like a lover,
his dark head buried in a wealth of blossom.
"It is terrible, this havoc among the flowers,"
he remarked.
"It is always terrible when the promise of
months is destroyed in a moment," enunciated
Miss Bartlett.
"Perhaps we ought to send Miss Honeychurch
down to her mother. Or will she come with
us?"