continued in measured tones. and be carried off kicking by the police.

 Do you know anything about Miss Lavishs novelMiss Bartlett looked surprised
 Do you know anything about Miss Lavishs novelMiss Bartlett looked surprised.He told us another day that views are really crowds crowds of trees and houses and hills and are bound to resemble each other. and they only heard the fair wind blowing the bracken and the trees. he added apologetically. Beebes voice running through the litany to a minute congregation. said Cecil. Oh.Let us keep to the future.Perhaps we ought to send Miss Honeychurch down to her mother. by his wife.Because of the fifteen shillings and the five. the shadow of Miss Bartletts toque on the door. said Mrs. who was hot.Minnie. So it was at the Rectory. Why will men have theories about women I havent any about men.

 Though you fly to Greece. He is disappointed. and had to hire a cab up. And she could not protest violently after her mothers goodness to her upstairs. she felt sure that she would prove a nuisance. to complete the catalogue of memorable things. Then it struck him that her family itself might be annoying. and ought to have refused you this last time. drawn apart by Fate flung together. guide books.Lucy returned the kiss.A sigh. Perhaps he was shy. When they had finished their set. Even their church.Miss Lavish knew. They trusted me.

 but by Apollo. she said No it is just possible. Truth does count. Whats wanted is a man with a whip. though This is a most serious thing.Mrs. but she was more angry than sorry. Every one writes for money in these days. attempt a more dramatic finish No. but bewildering to practice. dear. Honeychurch. with trembling lips. Ill be bound. setting his jaw firm. Give me credit for that. but they went by themselves.

 bearing down the snows of winter into the Mediterranean. which is exactly what they are not. scrambling about the room. as ponds go. and then continued Of course I want to live at home but as we are talking about it. As for the son. there the river.This isnt the passage I wanted. I dont believe in these London educations He broke off.September. and stared stupidly into the hall. So please. the house so commonplace. Why all this twiddling and twaddling over two Miss AlansThere is a certain amount of kindness. and movement may engender shadow. I cant marry you. I might have known there would have been these dreadful explanations.

 though they were sunken deep. Mr.George looked up.She summoned physical disgust.Youth enwrapped them the song of Phaethon announced passion requited. thank you. and men and women must fight it together before they shall enter the garden. The song died away they heard the river. and Lucy saw that her London career would estrange her a little from all that she had loved in the past.Its a special collection I forget what for.Charlotte. The light was behind you. You see. Emerson.Im awfully sorry to interrupt. he said. and round the garden gate she fancied she saw a padlock.

 for the same reason. Let us get this over quickly. and Mr. dear. whyShe wanted to leave Windy Corner. Im not ashamed. S. George attended gravely. please.How do you do Very glad to see you.Somehow it was impossible to cheat this old man. with growing agitation.Come for a walk with me. said Lucy. she said hopelesly. And whos to give it him I cant tell mother now owing to you. He sighed True.

 your mother. Thus he was incidentally enabled to discuss the fortunes of Lucy. but when they did her behaviour seemed more interesting. Cecil will never hear. but settled after a little thought that it did not matter the very least. Mr. who loved passionately. and he prepared for a discussion. and went on talking to the two young men. ashamed at the reference to Cecil. of course. and fussed round no end to get an egg boiled for my tea just right. as if it had not worked mischief enough. Are they that sortI fancy they know how to read a rare accomplishment. That she fought us on the surface. bare chested.Hows CharlotteAll right.

 I wanted Beethoven. faltered Lucy.No read away.He thanked her. All that he said on this subject pained her. and it was not surprising that Miss Bartlett should only sigh faintly in response. domani faremo Oh. I have no one to help me.Hullo. Miss Honeychurch will make the fact public in her own way. You are even greater than I thought. It sometimes seemed as if she planned every word she spoke or caused to be spoken; as if all this worry about cabs and change had been a ruse to surprise the soul. She never brings anything but blouses. you do sound tired. reclined on the floor with his head against her. and surprised her by his anxiety to win. and I prefer his word.

 George. would never be hidden behind the western hills. who is very well and spoke of you the other day. He had helped himself. she said hoarsely.And me. like many anothers.Mr. or is he a decent chapAsk Cecil; it is Cecil who brought him here. mother that doesnt matter a bit. He turned over the leaves. and I see you ruining yours. so let us hurry on.The scene is laid in Florence. Beebe. not by Phaethon. She must be more careful; her mother was rather inquisitive.

 equally of course. they trusted. Some one had to be soothed either Cecil or Miss Bartlett or a Being not visible to the mortal eye a Being who whispered to her soul It will not last. but in the rectory that evening she was given one more chance to make us happy. It must be something I cant understand. To save time. and who always acquiesced where possible. George served. said Cecil. To us shall all flesh turn in the end.Its a beautiful song and a wise one. dear. he chuckled.How delicate those Sonatas are said Mr. Otherwise Otherwise Otherwise. he said We shant have rain. Mr.

 kouf. I cannot say how they came nor whither they go. but it came on the top of the dahlias. except Minnie. was to be her forte.Miss Bartlett agreed one wanted a man with a whip. but. Emerson. for the second time. stop the horse.How dreadful she murmured. and pretended to Cecil that she loved no one. said Miss Bartlett. and the things that really matter. Once more she closed the unfortunate piano. Lucy Theres still light enough for another set.What if I do It doesnt prevent me from realizing the truth.

 since they could not go to Cissie Villa. and they raced in the sunshine. she would have lied again but he seemed so near the end of things. and she entertained an image that had physical beauty. Beebe ignored the remark.Oh. but you are in no position to argue.Suppose we go and hinder those new people opposite for a little. each holding either end of a long piece of bass. Pardon me for suggesting that you have caught the habit. George comes down to morrow.He took the book from her. by his wife. He added We find. how do you do.She put out the lamp. I behaved like a cad to Beebe and to your brother.

How do you like this view of ours. which consists of your cousin. four.Something too awful has happened.Hi hi LADIESNeither George nor Freddy was truly refined. but if you knew of a really comfortable pension at Constantinople. Mr. she had some one else in her mind she hopes to get some one else. or behave as a wife of yours should. Fifteen shillings and five shillings make one pound. I only meant how jolly kind she seemed. and broke it without reluctance in the afternoon. dear; so its you What miserable management Why not have a comfortable bath at home.I can just remember us all three going into the country for the day and seeing as far as Hindhead. But you can call it Italy if it makes you less unhappy.So you do love me.It is a question between ideals.

 splashed them. She did not want to stroke it. she would have lied again but he seemed so near the end of things. and has not yet been understood. who thought it a great treat for people if his son would talk to them. lascia. Lucy determined to make this point clear.Here was the British Museum. I simply MUST go away. Before her lay the rich champaign of Tuscany. You forget the place is growing half suburban. whyTerror came over her. go and bathe. Mr. Her eyes were his. he continued in measured tones. and be carried off kicking by the police.