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
and then he anxiously watched his son. "Why will he look at that fresco?" he said uneasily. "I saw nothing in it." "I like Giotto," she replied. "It is so wonderful what they say about his tactile values. Though I like things like the Della Robbia babies better." "So you ought. A baby is worth a dozen saints. And my baby's worth the whole of Paradise, and as far as I can see he lives in Hell." Lucy again felt that this did not do. "In Hell," he repeated. "He's unhappy." "Oh, dear!" said Lucy. "How can he be unhappy when he is strong and alive? What more is one to give him? And think how he has been brought up--free from all the superstition and ignorance that lead
men to hate one another in the name of God. With such an education as that, I thought he was bound to grow up happy." She was no theologian, but she felt that here was a very foolish old man, as well as a very irreligious one. She also felt that her mother might not like her talking to that kind of person, and that Charlotte would object most strongly. "What are we to do with him?" he asked. "He comes out for his holiday to Italy, and behaves--like that; like the little child who ought to have been playing, and who hurt himself upon the tombstone. Eh? What did you say?" Lucy had made no suggestion. Suddenly he said: "Now don't be stupid over this. I don't require you to fall in love with my boy, but I do think you might try and understand him. You are
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men to hate one another in the name of God.<br />
<strong>With</strong> such an education as that, I thought he<br />
was bound to grow up happy."<br />
She was no theologian, but she felt that here<br />
was a very foolish old man, as well as a very<br />
irreligious one. She also felt that her mother<br />
might not like her talking to that kind of<br />
person, and that Charlotte would object most<br />
strongly.<br />
"What are we to do with him?" he asked. "He<br />
comes out for his holiday to Italy, and<br />
behaves--like that; like the little child who<br />
ought to have been playing, and who hurt<br />
himself upon the tombstone. Eh? What did you<br />
say?"<br />
Lucy had made no suggestion. Suddenly he<br />
said:<br />
"Now don't be stupid over this. I don't require<br />
you to fall in love with my boy, but I do think<br />
you might try and understand him. You are
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