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Title: A Room With A View
Author: E. M. Forster
Release Date: December 31, 2008 [EBook #2641]
Last Updated: January 22, 2013
Language: English
Produced by An Anonymous Volunteer, and David Widger
A ROOM WITH A VIEW
By E. M. Forster
CONTENTS
Part One:
Chapter I: The Bertolini
Chapter II: In Santa Croce with No Baedeker
Chapter III: Music, Violets, and the Letter "S"
Chapter IV: Fourth Chapter
Chapter V: Possibilities of a Pleasant Outing
Chapter VI: The Reverend Arthur Beebe, the Reverend Cuthbert Eager, Mr. Emerson, Mr. George Emerson, Miss Eleanor Lavish, Miss Charlotte Bartlett, and Miss Lucy Honeychurch Drive Out in Carriages to See a View; Italians Drive Them
Chapter VII: They Return
Part Two:
Chapter VIII: Medieval
Chapter IX: Lucy As a Work of Art
Chapter X: Cecil as a Humourist
Chapter XI: In Mrs. Vyse's Well-Appointed Flat
Chapter XII: Twelfth Chapter
Chapter XIII: How Miss Bartlett's Boiler Was So Tiresome
Chapter XIV: How Lucy Faced the External Situation Bravely
Chapter XV: The Disaster Within
Chapter XVI: Lying to George
Chapter XVII: Lying to Cecil
Chapter XVIII: Lying to Mr. Beebe, Mrs. Honeychurch, Freddy, and The Servants
Chapter XIX: Lying to Mr. Emerson
Chapter XX: The End of the Middle Ages
PART ONE
Chapter I: The Bertolini
"The Signora had no business to do it," said Miss Bartlett, "no business at all. She promised us south rooms with a view close together, instead of which here are north rooms, looking into a courtyard, and a long way apart. Oh, Lucy!"
"And a Cockney, besides!" said Lucy, who had been further saddened by the Signora's unexpected accent. "It might be London." She looked at the two rows of English people who were sitting at the table; at the row of white bottles of water and red bottles of wine that ran between the English people; at the portraits of the late Queen and the late Poet Laureate that hung behind the English people, heavily framed; at the notice of the English church (Rev. Cuthbert Eager, M. A. Oxon.), that was the only other decoration of the wall. "Charlotte, don't you feel, too, that we might be in London I can hardly believe that all kinds of other things are just outside. I suppose it is one's being so tired."
"This meat has surely been used for soup," said Miss Bartlett, laying down her fork.