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

"My sermon?" cried Mr. Beebe. "Why ever
did she listen to it?"
When he was introduced he understood why,
for Miss Honeychurch, disjoined from her
music stool, was only a young lady with a
quantity of dark hair and a very pretty, pale,
undeveloped face. She loved going to
concerts, she loved stopping with her cousin,
she loved iced coffee and meringues. He did
not doubt that she loved his sermon also. But
before he left Tunbridge Wells he made a
remark to the vicar, which he now made to
Lucy herself when she closed the little piano
and moved dreamily towards him:
"If Miss Honeychurch ever takes to live as she
plays, it will be very exciting both for us and
for her."
Lucy at once re-entered daily life.
"Oh, what a funny thing! Some one said just