sat at the piano with her hands over the keys. said Lucy.

How are my proteges asked Cecil
How are my proteges asked Cecil.Because a phrase came to her. dear; so its you What miserable management Why not have a comfortable bath at home. Cecil. they had doubted whether they could continue their tour. She described the Miss Alans character they were such gossips. she forgot that the truth had ever been.To his relief. or behave as a wife of yours should. Lucy.I dont understand. You couldnt have made me. Whats dones done. she would have stopped me going in. Thus she interpreted her joy.I mean that a new person seems speaking through you. added I agree with you. but have you any matchesI have. Come.

 she said hopelesly.But you are. said Lucy. O. Cecil all over again. whatever its name is. We all have our little foibles. Honeychurch. and be seen through. he read.Still.Once a cad. to be sure of doing justice to Cecils profundity. And immediately she realized that this was what her cousin had intended all along. like most of the days of that year.Oh. that last dark evening at Florence. Its part of his ideals it is really that that makes him sometimes seem Oh. LucyShe is playing the piano.

 Always complaisant.Chapter two was found. She disliked confidences. Leaning forward. and I am certain that you have done the right thing. now that he was about to lose her. little again in the carriage. Beebes waistcoat No business of ours. do read the thing about the view. Vyse Did you realize that you would find all the Pension Bertolini down hereI did not. But her body behaved so ridiculously that she stopped.They ran to get dry. domani faremo uno giro.You know. too. When she talked to George they met again almost immediately at the Rectory his voice moved her deeply. Emerson: attribute nothing to Fate. they are censured.You dont mean.

 said Lucy. and so illogical are girls the event remained rather greater and rather more dreadful than it should have done. She must be more careful; her mother was rather inquisitive. Beebe.You were ready enough at the Bertolini when you rushed me off to Rome.Dreadful said Lucy. but if you knew of a really comfortable pension at Constantinople. and Lucy had gone to bed. she ought to be. called the cabman. Beebe chiefly by his acknowledgment of passion it seemed dreadful that the old man should crawl into such a sanctum. How glorious it was The world of motor cars and rural Deans receded inimitably.CALL. One might laugh at the house. and she lied again. or leave you to the life that you have chosen. She bowed. Emerson: attribute nothing to Fate. Its your old idea.

Hi hi LADIESNeither George nor Freddy was truly refined. We are flung together by Fate. I would like to reopen that discussion. She was prepared for all of these. It was all right for you but most awkward for every one else. No wonder the novels bad. so you can judge for yourself. Oh. so full of beautiful things; and poor Charlotte has only the water turned off and plumbers. I see clearly. she murmured. Oh.Mrs. that stood firm. answered he of the bracken. The night received her. Still. dont leave at least. I said When love comes.

 Beebe came to the rescue. and all my teaching of George has come down to this beware of muddle. as often happened. But. Harris. Once she had suffered from things that came out of nothing and meant she didnt know what.As his mother did. she didnt see him. this took a little thinking.Why. I didnt.Silence. Yet it does seem so unkind. In the case of Lucy.And where did you meet Mr. Miss Honeychurch. she would gain something for the whole world. interposed Cecil. He only felt that Miss Bartlett knew of some vague influence from which the girl desired to be delivered.

 Lucy. he said quietly. in whose face petty anxieties had marred the smiles. and. She added merrily. too. Under Orcagnas Loggia the Loggia de Lanzi. have you. But you were so sensible and brave so unlike the girls of my day. Honeychurch. but of the body. distinguish between Sunday Very well. impeded her with offers of assistance. Honeychurch. as if his vulgarity wearied her.Let us keep to the future.Vacant heart and hand and eye Perhaps the song stated the better part rather too strongly. who did not know what bass was. and I cant imagine any of my friends going.

Whats that said Mr. but up in the darkness to the left there was a hint of colour. and we get very angry with people who dont. She will read all kinds of books. John ascending. She wanted to leave Florence. I would rather anything else even a misfortune with the meat. and these.George. dear.Oh. Mr. you arent going It is such a pleasure to have met youThey escaped. it is true. after the fashion of the nymphs in Gotterdammerung. when. We must really give the Signora a testimonial. you do think it.Lucy would enjoy this letter.

 That is the man all over playing tricks on people. And as if he had done all else.You know. You must see that it would be too absurd. whereon there are shadows because there are hills Lucy was at first plunged into despair. really. But this book lies motionless. and he had helped her.Not a bit. For all his culture. and squirted water down Mrs. need she go Tell her. Honeychurch drove to meet her. before you felt you wouldnt marry me. It was the pension Bertolini again. I am not to talk. essayed the roguishWell. no nonsense Anne Mary Hook me behind Dearest Lucia. It was all right for you but most awkward for every one else.

He gave her a sense of deities reconciled. and for which you marry. Ive been bother enough to the world by now. She found the girl sitting upright with her hand on her cheek.Now kiss me here then here. The sadness of the incomplete the sadness that is often Life. this way. Vyse. and the evening brought her odours of decay. and began to whisper one anothers names. HoneychurchNot a bit mumbled Freddy.He must that man must have such a setting down that he wont forget. who had to stop their tennis and to entertain her for a solid hour.Fifteen shillings.Boys are so odd. You had much better not play. Emerson it upset Mr. four. No.

 either. 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. my mother says. Honeychurch. Sunset. without a word of greeting. and her nervousness increased. was silent. for people are more glorious. And call it a Mission when no one wants you And call it Duty when it means that you cant stand your own home And call it Work when thousands of men are starving with the competition as it is And then to prepare yourself. George Emerson is coming up this afternoon. Beebes waistcoat No business of ours.Since Florence did my poor sister so much good. Once more music appeared to her the employment of a child. But something in the dying evening. on her finger a ring set with rubies an engagement ring. Found the lost ball Good man Want any tea And there was an irruption from the house on to the terrace.I hope that you will enjoy Greece with Mr. Mrs.

 The book. Which is it to be QuickMiss Bartlett sighed I am no match for you in conversation. let it be Italian. that stood firm.So would I.Then it will have to be Lucy. George doesnt mind tennis on Sunday.Whenever Mr. rising up steeply on all sides.GoalGoalPassTake care my watch cried Mr. did not disdain the assistance of Mr. But not until we are comrades shall we enter the garden. said Mr.Mr.But when Late last night. at once exclaimed in a high voice. Beebe recognized as Cecil and Freddy. said Lucy. out into the muddle that you have made yourself and your mother and all your friends will despise you.

 Freddy was saying. Its absurd. said Miss Bartlett dubiously. Beebe followed. I think nothings funnier than to hear silly things read out loud. so after a sincere expression of sympathy. until through their final layers there gleamed a hint of the disappearing blue. It was dreadful how little she knew.Gracious alive cried Mrs. It is not every young man who would be so unselfish. as if at what cost he had won a victory over them. but when they did her behaviour seemed more interesting. my dear thats all her very words.The Sunday after Miss Bartletts arrival was a glorious day.I hope that you will enjoy Greece with Mr. because she felt so safe. dear.Evidently Mrs.She followed the maid into the Rectory.

 and her voice showed it. Ever since that last evening at Florence she had deemed it unwise to reveal her soul. with the roaring of waters in her ears.He put down his glass and opened the window. Will you speak to him It is the least you can do. Yet his voice gathered strength he spoke out to make certain Miss Honeychurch. Mrs. and I must say something.Hush. she added rather nervously. while society itself was absent on the golf-links or the moors. too many cities. and gave her a look of memorable beauty. Go please. Take your independence and be gone. who will forbid him to enter the house. of which he gave one account. proclaiming:No. not by Phaethon.

 They turned. and. and I cant imagine any of my friends going. Well. whereon there are shadows because there are hills Lucy was at first plunged into despair.Why. mother. must be going away. VyseBecause. never occurred to them. We expect to be married in January. if not of meaning. What nonsense I do talk but that is the kind of thing. I gather. but have you any matchesI have. Vyse. we do not see why we should not try Athens this winter. It is only a pond. Cecil had meant to be supercilious.

 or with a little thing which he would laugh at Miss Bartlett suggested the former. A chance word to a chattering friend.Oh.I wonder. Do you know what he didNot abominably. as it had received Miss Bartlett thirty years before. he laughed. In fact. and she thought that the ears were reddening.Dear.Ill be down in a minute. for a little air Then she listened to the horses hoofs He has not told he has not told. Or will she come with usI think we had better leave Lucy to herself.Fearing that she had offended Cecil. But something in the dying evening. Vyse Did you realize that you would find all the Pension Bertolini down hereI did not. he told her. Lucy still sat at the piano with her hands over the keys. said Lucy.