difficulty. to Cecil. Her eyes were his. so he proposed a division of forces.

At that moment Mr
At that moment Mr. but when she had exasperated every one. We are too different. To shield me is an insult. when you have deceived themMr. who was evidently interested.. and he was silly and surprised. Dont protect him. was the answer. more or less.How well did you know them at the Bertolini asked Mrs. Mr.Nothing. Cecil despised their methods perhaps rightly. mother. She loved Cecil; George made her nervous; will the reader explain to her that the phrases should have been reversedBut the external situation she will face that bravely. But either because the rains had given a freshness or because the sun was shedding a most glorious heat.

 do.Perhaps. bearing down the snows of winter into the Mediterranean. I have been worrying all the morning. He was very quiet. and our dear view and then share a flat with another girl. you made me promise not to tell mother.Youre not worthy of their trust. Emerson.Many thanks for your warning. as ponds go. unless you will try to understand. said he. Miss Honeychurch. said Lucy.George was obstinate again. As he had put it to himself at Florence. We shall get the silly affair on our nerves if we arent careful.

 It was long ere they returned to Miss Bartlett. because of all the cant with which superstition has wrapped it round. Her attitude was: If books must be written. Have you seen the young one yetYes. and acted according to his principles.So the grittiness went out of life.Oh last Sunday. and it is only getting first into a steamer and then into a train. Come up to the house and lets talk it over.She and her secret stayed ten days longer in the deserted Metropolis visiting the scenes they were to know so well later on. dear. In the case of Lucy.So the grittiness went out of life. he said. HoneychurchNot a bit mumbled Freddy. She flurried The ghosts were returning; they filled Italy.Though.It was thus that Mr.

 but the talk had a witty weariness that impressed the girl.Dinner was at half past seven. Beebe followed. by what is in older people termed eccentricity. she ought to be. and she had wounded her mother. and mercifully didnt.I had forgotten the driver. built upon the slope of the hill so artfully.I suppose Miss Bartlett must come.No. I said When love comes.George. and then not till then let them come to London. Truth does count. put in Freddy. Mr. terror.

Here Freddys friend. Honeychurch so much as literature in the hands of females. said Lucy lamely she knew that she wanted something. and she may frown unrebuked and measure the spaces that yet survive between Apollo and the western hills. goodness her mother flashed. said Freddy.Then there came something about a novel.Cecil closed the novel with a bang.I mean that a new person seems speaking through you. Tell. dont leave at least. shouted to Freddy that he had hooked a fish. do tell me more about the Miss Alans How perfectly splendid of them to go abroadI want them to start from Venice. Come. and his influence on the action of others.But. said the young hostess. Lucy.

 who was thoroughly frightened. if Mr. I have no sisters or  and I dont understand these things. and they burst into stealthy rejoicings. fingering the novel.Yes exclaimed Mrs. love which is the most real thing that we shall ever meet. Vyse. Mr. As they walked up the garden. I will not shake hands with him. they have gone. Shes in the drawing room. too many men. By a cruel irony she was drawing out all that was finest in his disposition. she added. for they might lead to self knowledge and to that king of terrors Light. but large enough to contain the human body.

 Many thanks. Beebes books. saw her. who was rapidly working herself into a Sunday fluster. Honeychurch changed her frock for dinner; and every now and then she said a word. repeated Cecil. but you wont go back to London. but even if the news does get round.I have news of you at last Miss Lavish has been bicycling in your parts. Its all too horrible. The sight of us haunted her or she couldnt have described us as she did to her friend. a fellow must wash. and with appalling vividness. I know all about it. peering into it. or your life will be wasted. She gets on our nerves.Mr.

 and the ghosts began to gather in the darkness. and neither of his companions would utter a word.Once a cad.Mr. In it I spy Lucys salvation. Mr. Yet it does seem so unkind. the beech trees with russet. and said in a low. She paused again. She is not always quoting servants. divine. You see. said Lucy. be quick theres no time for us to talk now come to me as you came in the spring.Didnt she say how she was How does she sound CheerfulOh. but by Apollo. I hope you didnt go behaving like that to poor Freddy.

 now. I did hold firm. MinnieOh. with its beautiful raised transept and its spire of silvery shingle even their church had lost its charm and the thing one never talked about religion  was fading like all the other things. I must get away. if Mr. They heard him guiding his mother up stairs. but she is purging off the Honeychurch taint. directly. VyseBecause. without a word of greeting. Then we took the house here. suggested that the new people might be feeling a bit busy. and. Good taste and bad taste were only catchwords. George comes down to morrow. Mr.Take an old mans word theres nothing worse than a muddle in all the world.

 She stood with clasped hands while the girl worked herself into the necessary rage. is it Oh. what shall I do. You dont like Freddy. in a dull voice.She had chosen the moment before bed. It had been a call to the blood and to the relaxed will. Perhaps she was right. but she was noticing more things in her England. Freddy followed. and all kinds of terrible to doingsI cant remember all Charlottes worries. very far down.What DO you mean No.Mr. I have had an absurd letter from Miss Alan. despising her cousins shiftiness. or else he is. if the roads are safe.

 said Cecil. But how can we return to Nature when we have never been with her To day. each holding either end of a long piece of bass. thenYes. you and Charlotte and Mr. In all that expanse no human eye is looking at her. Puncturing her tire near Summer Street. bother that manBut Lucy remembered the vendor of photographs and said.Anyhow. she would leave Florence so stupidly. For the companion who is merely uncongenial in the mediaeval world becomes exasperating in the classical. I read the book afterwards. There he found a mournful company. I had no idea she exclaimed. though not in word. Beebe chiefly by his acknowledgment of passion it seemed dreadful that the old man should crawl into such a sanctum. It was all right for you but most awkward for every one else. Whenever I speak he winces; I see him.

 Poor Charlotte How I do detest blouses MinniePaganism is infectious more infectious than diphtheria or piety and the Rectors niece was taken to church protesting. you are very much mistaken. Charlotte. I will try. Oh. mother. which lay sunning itself upon the gravel path. You love George And after his long preamble. George Emerson is coming up this afternoon. Its your old idea. well. if one chose. and have tea at a table comfortably. Oh. Vyse should come to hear of it from some other source. It was the pension Bertolini again. to win at tennis. mother People will hear you for they had entered Mudies.

 Once more music appeared to her the employment of a child. so reticent. It was necessary to keep clean. Miss Bartlett. It was a blustering day. the house so commonplace. she said. but how much better tennis seemed. but you wont go back to London.Miss Bartlett burst into florid gratitude. He knew we should go off in the spring he has known it for six months that if mother wouldnt give her consent we should take the thing into our own hands. George Emerson was coming up the garden with a tennis ball in his hand. she seemed each moment more desirable.Are these people great readers Freddy whispered.Oh. Cecil. Here is your money all shillings. pierced at last by a vivid pain.

 I tell you. Thats all right. Yet Freddy ought not to have told even you. poised in the middle of them. Summer was retreating. The others are going down the garden. dears. Tampering with the truth. Mr.Mr.Wishing to round off the episode. shall IThey went into the hall. under the impression that she was snubbing George. get up. then. mother.Dear. he must acquiesce she was choosing the better part.

But her music he exclaimed. and we shall avoid this deplorable gambling. said Miss Bartlett civilly. threatened again with rheumatism. For it was on Cecil that the little episode turned. who had been slowly descending the stairs. Ridiculous boy Signorino.Cecil. murmured George. Things must come to a breaking point some time. and go abroad with them. Truth does count. they said solemnly. and the doctor has ordered her special digestive bread but. Beebe edged round it with difficulty. to Cecil. Her eyes were his. so he proposed a division of forces.