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A ROOM WITH A VIEW
by E. M. Forster
CONTENTS:
PART ONE
I. The Bertolini
II. In Santa Croce with No Baedeker
III. Music, Violets, and the Letter "S"
IV. Fourth
Chapter
V. Possibilities of a Pleasant Outing
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
VII. They Return
PART TWO
VIII. Medieval
IX. Lucy as a Work of Art
X. Cecil as a Humourist
XI. In Mrs. Vyse's Well-Appointed Flat
XII. Twelfth
Chapter
XIII. How Miss Bartlett's Boiler Was So Tiresome
XIV. How Lucy Faced the External Situation Bravely
XV. The Disaster Within
XVI. Lying to George
XVII. Lying to Cecil
XVIII. Lying to Mr. Beebe, Mrs. Honeychurch, Freddy, and the
Servants
XIX. Lying to Mr. Emerson
XX. The End of the Middle Ages
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.
"I want so to see the Arno. The rooms the Signora promised us in her
letter would have looked over the Arno. The Signora had no business to
do it at all. Oh, it is a shame!"
"Any nook does for me," Miss Bartlett continued; "but it does seem
hard that you shouldn't have a view."
Lucy felt that she had been selfish. "Charlotte, you