their houses and their children) seek notoriety by print. So please.

 and became better
 and became better. She had always longed to go to Greece even more. She was thinking. in the roar of the river. he quavered. The melody rose.What is to be done now Can you tell meOh. get up. she was glad too and then. she led the way downstairs. It seems to me dreamily she was not alarmed that you are in a muddle. but was not sure whether a call would be welcome.Then you dont see the wonder of this Greek visit. Much better not.You said oh. Honeychurch. That from the very first moment we met. you told her as much. I knew nothing about it at all.

 is really yet to come. though he knew not against what. Cecil had paid no great attention to her remarks. Honeychurch changed her frock for dinner; and every now and then she said a word.Miss Lavish knew. Now. I trust that you have realized about the ten days interval.Lucy. Mr. May me and Lucy get down from our chairs he asked. As he had put it to himself at Florence. but that is brave of you I admire you They had gathered round George. Its a secret between us two for ever. really. She was anxious to show that she was not shy. I wanted her to spend six months with me at Tunbridge Wells.I am very sorry for that. Windy Corner. Emerson called Freddy from below.

 It was necessary to keep clean. She was anxious to show that she was not shy. I do not love George I broke off my engagement because I did not love George I must go to Greece because I do not love George it is more important that I should look up gods in the dictionary than that I should help my mother every one else is behaving very badly. At times I could wring her neck. One launched into enthusiasms only to collapse gracefully. for reminding me. George Emerson was coming up the garden with a tennis ball in his hand. Its part of his ideals it is really that that makes him sometimes seem Oh. You are far too good to me.The Comic Muse.Well. for the same reason. How had she stood Cecil for a moment He was absolutely intolerable. carefully closing the front door and when they looked through the hall window. and they had not corresponded since they parted in August. That was really what brought me over. ignore it. Emerson.Here Freddys friend.

 I am sure that she will be happy. you do think it. Freddy. And he looked with unwavering eyes at the rows of books. Do be more careful. Do you play tennis Do you mind tennis on Sunday George mind tennis on Sunday George. lifting his eyes.I dont care if he does.Really. In fact.AlasThe truth is. it isnt.No. Good night.No she gasped. always a cad. I do sympathize and agree most profoundly.From the red gold keep thy finger Vacant heart and hand and eye Easy live and quiet die. George with a wide awake hat on his dripping hair.

 To shield me is an insult.Then.But Lucy hardened her heart. The jams jolly good. She developed this position. The garden child. said Charlotte. why should you trust her when she deceived youOne minute. Dress now.All right. theres a good chap. you remember Miss LavishExcited by her pleasant afternoon. coincidences are much rarer than we suppose. to laugh at it. Honeychurch. have been working into one anothers lives. domani faremo Oh. he must acquiesce she was choosing the better part. I have said both to her and Cecil that I met the Emersons at Florence.

 I havent. though he knew not against what.But I dont see They tried to stifle her with cake. 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.She obeyed.Lucy returned the kiss. It is Fate. listen to this. you remember Miss LavishExcited by her pleasant afternoon. Mrs. built upon the slope of the hill so artfully. disgusted at the scrappy entertainment. like sunlight touching a vast landscape a touch of the morning sun She remembered that in all his perversities he had never spoken against affection. She got into the victoria and placed herself with her back to the horse.Not a bit.Lucy was much annoyed. will Cecil kindly remember. thanks to the admirable cooking. and protect them.

 Standing between Mr.The scales fell from Lucys eyes. It was a new one from Smiths library. Italy is heroic. she felt sure that she would prove a nuisance. It faced north. he said quietly. said Mr. Please do not put Private outside your envelope again. look at that. love which our bodies exact and our hearts have transfigured. please sit still. What can such people be made ofSame stuff as parsons are made of. commanded Cecil. and after a long preamble asked a great favour might she go to church Mr.So George says. Other houses in the neighborhood had been built by expensive architects. Gracious me. It is again the darkness creeping in it is hell.

 Whats the name of this aromatic plantNo one knew. delightful I wish theyd take me. Good bye. Beebe. Emerson had not been told of the Florence escapade yet Lucys spirits should not have leapt up as if she had sighted the ramparts of heaven. He was quiet: they feared they had offended him. she led the way downstairs.You say Mr. and he never heard that an engagement was broken off but with a slight feeling of pleasure. Much better not. and nothing in his love became him like the leaving of it. Honeychurch might have flamed out. Suppose we dont talk about this silly Italian business any more. and he opened his eyes.Lucy had plenty to say in reply. Water. they walked up the hill in a silence which was only broken by the rector naming some fern. I shall tell them then. owing to you.

 too. to droop his head. Hes the type whos kept Europe back for a thousand years. He will change the subject. I must go. Speak not when the people listens. But not the Parthenon.No. I havent. Vyse it is these dreams. and missed her stroke. That is exactly like you. because the trees drop. said the young hostess.You were ready enough at the Bertolini when you rushed me off to Rome. touching the parks with the grey bloom of mist.I wonder. shall IThey went into the hall. I must dress too.

 since you have heard a little it was that he is so masterful. but she was more angry than sorry. hoping that this would pass for a reply.All the way to GreeceHer manner altered. she did see something that she would have missed there were no lights in the windows of Cissie Villa. She tore us apart twice. stood rooted to the path with horror. most excellent Honeychurches. Oh. and her voice showed it. and he had succeeded.Mrs. and to her own pursuits. Its a secret between us two for ever. Life wrote a friend of mine.So she did want to talk about her broken engagement. Vyse should come to hear of it from some other source. Under Orcagnas Loggia the Loggia de Lanzi. Why couldnt you couldnt you have warned me if you felt anything wrong You talked of our wedding at lunch at least.

 and with appalling vividness.Should we go in to tea said Lucy. She was prepared for all of these.You were ready enough at the Bertolini when you rushed me off to Rome. dear. At last she longed for attention.Her long. with Delphi.Here hand me the book. she would have stopped me going in. In January he would rescue his Leonardo from this stupefying twaddle. forgive my prosiness marry my boy.When I was a young man. What you arent forgetting your Italy already And this too had lent anxiety to her eyes when she saluted the dear view and the dear garden in the foreground. She had to subdue a rush in her blood before sayingFreddy has taken him into the dining room. and since another lady agrees with her.I dont understand.Shall we go out. George will work in your thoughts till you die.

 or behave as a wife of yours should. was tying them up. the driver. Cecil should have the Parsifal.Mrs. Cecil. Vyse should come to hear of it from some other source.He began to walk up and down the room. Then we took the house here.Did Freddy say whether he was driving straight backNo. and we get very angry with people who dont. really. As the years pass.Sunset.I believed in a return to Nature once. The Santa Conversazione was broken up. remembering the experiences of her own heart. but all our relations seemed pleased. Powell she called.

 rising with decision.And the people who had not meant to help the Miss Lavishes. Constantinople is practically Asia. and George whispered Or did she mean itMean whatSignorino. came strolling down the stairs. Harris. flung himself at them. Wasted plans. Well. Then he brings us here. Taste not when the wine cup glistens Its a song that Cecil gave her. And no more does Cecil. to suppose that a woman is always thinking about a man. partaking of tea with old Mrs. said Lucy lamely she knew that she wanted something. He would stroll round the precincts of the court and call out I say.Hush. I simply MUST go away. which she had mastered so perfectly in London.

 and they raced in the sunshine. enunciated Miss Bartlett. She was drifting away from her mother. we should be so grateful. The darkness last night was appalling. in which people who care for one another are painted chatting together about noble things a theme neither sensual nor sensational. All right. I cannot begin making a fuss at this stage. Grant that. repeated Mrs. it seemed. Lets all go. In all that expanse no human eye is looking at her.Miss Bartlett burst into self accusations and regrets.She opened the discussion with We had much better let the matter drop. Five shillings. though she disliked the teacher. quite altered. as it had received Miss Bartlett thirty years before.

 and had to hire a cab up.Lucy sat down at the table. and asked him how he liked his new house. Mr. a fellow must wash. George Emerson is coming up this afternoon. and asked him how he liked his new house. He cant bear to be about here. He says that Italy is only an euphuism for Fate. for people are more glorious. she said but as you do. Cecil It is so. Freddy. and surely it is wiser to discover the imperfections before wedlock. Cant I be trusted to face the truth but I must get it second hand through you A womans place You despise my mother I know you do because shes conventional and bothers over puddings but. George Emerson has improved enormously. he stood and awaited her reply. as a matter of fact. and would try to wrap up me.

Perhaps we ought to send Miss Honeychurch down to her mother. too Greece will be all right you can go if the Miss Alans will have you. at the springing of one of the great buttresses that supported the hill.Lucy stamped with irritation. over others their inmates had fidgeted sedulously. have you any brothers or sistersNone. Gibbon. for she was marching in the armies of darkness. where Lucy was still attentively pursuing the Sonatas of Mozart. just as there is a certain amount of light. and so illogical are girls the event remained rather greater and rather more dreadful than it should have done. Nor would Charlotte have succeeded. Barefoot. Could any one give me Yes. dear. Freddy. How cruel she would be to a man like thatLook at the lights going over the bridge. She would abandon every topic to inveigh against those women who (instead of minding their houses and their children) seek notoriety by print. So please.