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"Let me think we don't see the other side of the moon out here, no." | Mrs. Moore | was tired after her walk.<|quote|>"Let me think we don't see the other side of the moon out here, no."</|quote|>"Come, India's not as bad | later," yawned Mrs. Moore, who was tired after her walk.<|quote|>"Let me think we don't see the other side of the moon out here, no."</|quote|>"Come, India's not as bad as all that," said a | it out, so that it had seemed larger than the real moon, and brighter, which had pleased them. "I went to the mosque, but I did not catch the moon." "The angle would have altered she rises later." "Later and later," yawned Mrs. Moore, who was tired after her walk.<|quote|>"Let me think we don't see the other side of th... | Look at this evening. _Cousin Kate!_ Imagine, _Cousin Kate!_ But where have you been off to? Did you succeed in catching the moon in the Ganges?" The two ladies had happened, the night before, to see the moon's reflection in a distant channel of the stream. The water had drawn it out, so that it had seemed larger than ... | to the audience, she went into the billiard room, where she was greeted by "I want to see the _real_ India," and her appropriate life came back with a rush. This was Adela Quested, the queer, cautious girl whom Ronny had commissioned her to bring from England, and Ronny was her son, also cautious, whom Miss Quested wou... | querulous his heart began to glow secretly. Presently it burst into speech. "You understand me, you know what others feel. Oh, if others resembled you!" Rather surprised, she replied: "I don't think I understand people very well. I only know whether I like or dislike them." "Then you are an Oriental." She accepted his ... | of your family now?" "No, there are the younger ones Ralph and Stella in England." "And the gentleman here, is he Ralph and Stella's half-brother?" "Quite right." "Mrs. Moore, this is all extremely strange, because like yourself I have also two sons and a daughter. Is not this the same box with a vengeance?" "What are ... | resembled you!" Rather surprised, she replied: "I don't think I understand people very well. I only know whether I like or dislike them." "Then you are an Oriental." She accepted his escort back to the club, and said at the gate that she wished she was a member, so that she could have asked him in. "Indians are not all... | A Passage To India | resembled you!" Rather surprised, she replied: "I don't think I understand people very well. I only know whether I like or dislike them." "Then you are an Oriental." She accepted his escort back to the club, and said at the gate that she wished she was a member, so that she could have asked him in. "Indians are not all... | {
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"Come, India's not as bad as all that," | _unknowable | the moon out here, no."<|quote|>"Come, India's not as bad as all that,"</|quote|>said a pleasant voice. "Other | see the other side of the moon out here, no."<|quote|>"Come, India's not as bad as all that,"</|quote|>said a pleasant voice. "Other side of the earth, if | had pleased them. "I went to the mosque, but I did not catch the moon." "The angle would have altered she rises later." "Later and later," yawned Mrs. Moore, who was tired after her walk. "Let me think we don't see the other side of the moon out here, no."<|quote|>"Come, India's not as bad as all that,"</|quote|>said a... | to? Did you succeed in catching the moon in the Ganges?" The two ladies had happened, the night before, to see the moon's reflection in a distant channel of the stream. The water had drawn it out, so that it had seemed larger than the real moon, and brighter, which had pleased them. "I went to the mosque, but I did not... | want to see the _real_ India," and her appropriate life came back with a rush. This was Adela Quested, the queer, cautious girl whom Ronny had commissioned her to bring from England, and Ronny was her son, also cautious, whom Miss Quested would probably though not certainly marry, and she herself was an elderly lady. "... | you know what others feel. Oh, if others resembled you!" Rather surprised, she replied: "I don't think I understand people very well. I only know whether I like or dislike them." "Then you are an Oriental." She accepted his escort back to the club, and said at the gate that she wished she was a member, so that she coul... | "And the gentleman here, is he Ralph and Stella's half-brother?" "Quite right." "Mrs. Moore, this is all extremely strange, because like yourself I have also two sons and a daughter. Is not this the same box with a vengeance?" "What are their names? Not also Ronny, Ralph, and Stella, surely?" The suggestion delighted h... | is good enough for an Indian, yes, yes, let him stand, and Mrs. Callendar takes my carriage and cuts me dead . . ." She listened. He was excited partly by his wrongs, but much more by the knowledge that someone sympathized with them. It was this that led him to repeat, exaggerate, contradict. She had proved her sympath... | A Passage To India | is good enough for an Indian, yes, yes, let him stand, and Mrs. Callendar takes my carriage and cuts me dead . . ." She listened. He was excited partly by his wrongs, but much more by the knowledge that someone sympathized with them. It was this that led him to repeat, exaggerate, contradict. She had proved her sympath... | {
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They knew who it was this time the Collector, Mr. Turton, with whom they had dined. Like themselves, he had found the atmosphere of _Cousin Kate_ too hot. Ronny, he told them, was stage-managing in place of Major Callendar, whom some native subordinate or other had let down, and doing it very well; then he turned to Ro... | No speaker | a drink, have two drinks."<|quote|>They knew who it was this time the Collector, Mr. Turton, with whom they had dined. Like themselves, he had found the atmosphere of _Cousin Kate_ too hot. Ronny, he told them, was stage-managing in place of Major Callendar, whom some native subordinate or other had let down, and doing... | "Mrs. Moore Miss Quested have a drink, have two drinks."<|quote|>They knew who it was this time the Collector, Mr. Turton, with whom they had dined. Like themselves, he had found the atmosphere of _Cousin Kate_ too hot. Ronny, he told them, was stage-managing in place of Major Callendar, whom some native subordinate or... | gives us what we want at the moment that we consider appropriate. Adventures do occur, but not punctually. She said again that she hoped that something interesting would be arranged for next Tuesday. "Have a drink," said another pleasant voice. "Mrs. Moore Miss Quested have a drink, have two drinks."<|quote|>They knew ... | and through the sands of Egypt to the harbour of Bombay, to find only a gridiron of bungalows at the end of it. But she did not take the disappointment as seriously as Miss Quested, for the reason that she was forty years older, and had learnt that Life never gives us what we want at the moment that we consider appropr... | other side of the moon out here, no." "Come, India's not as bad as all that," said a pleasant voice. "Other side of the earth, if you like, but we stick to the same old moon." Neither of them knew the speaker nor did they ever see him again. He passed with his friendly word through red-brick pillars into the darkness. ... | billiard room, where she was greeted by "I want to see the _real_ India," and her appropriate life came back with a rush. This was Adela Quested, the queer, cautious girl whom Ronny had commissioned her to bring from England, and Ronny was her son, also cautious, whom Miss Quested would probably though not certainly ma... | What? You didn't like her?" "She was certainly intending to be kind, but I did not find her exactly charming." He burst out with: "She has just taken my tonga without my permission do you call that being charming? and Major Callendar interrupts me night after night from where I am dining with my friends and I go at onc... | Rather surprised, she replied: "I don't think I understand people very well. I only know whether I like or dislike them." "Then you are an Oriental." She accepted his escort back to the club, and said at the gate that she wished she was a member, so that she could have asked him in. "Indians are not allowed into the Ch... | A Passage To India | Rather surprised, she replied: "I don't think I understand people very well. I only know whether I like or dislike them." "Then you are an Oriental." She accepted his escort back to the club, and said at the gate that she wished she was a member, so that she could have asked him in. "Indians are not allowed into the Ch... | {
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"Do you really want to meet the Aryan Brother, Miss Quested? That can be easily fixed up. I didn't realize he'd amuse you." | Mr. Turton | do so, the Collector intervened.<|quote|>"Do you really want to meet the Aryan Brother, Miss Quested? That can be easily fixed up. I didn't realize he'd amuse you."</|quote|>He thought a moment. "You | explain." But before she could do so, the Collector intervened.<|quote|>"Do you really want to meet the Aryan Brother, Miss Quested? That can be easily fixed up. I didn't realize he'd amuse you."</|quote|>He thought a moment. "You can practically see any type | a matter of fact I have thought what you were saying about heaven, and that is why I am against Missionaries," said the lady who had been a nurse. "I am all for Chaplains, but all against Missionaries. Let me explain." But before she could do so, the Collector intervened.<|quote|>"Do you really want to meet the Aryan B... | thing one can do to a native is to let him die," said Mrs. Callendar. "How if he went to heaven?" asked Mrs. Moore, with a gentle but crooked smile. "He can go where he likes as long as he doesn't come near me. They give me the creeps." "As a matter of fact I have thought what you were saying about heaven, and that is ... | new that sounds!" Another, "Natives! why, fancy!" A third, more serious, said, "Let me explain. Natives don't respect one any the more after meeting one, you see." "That occurs after so many meetings." But the lady, entirely stupid and friendly, continued: "What I mean is, I was a nurse before my marriage, and came acr... | every member of the club that he or she was British and in exile. It produced a little sentiment and a useful accession of will-power. The meagre tune, the curt series of demands on Jehovah, fused into a prayer unknown in England, and though they perceived neither Royalty nor Deity they did perceive something, they wer... | ever see him again. He passed with his friendly word through red-brick pillars into the darkness. "We aren't even seeing the other side of the world; that's our complaint," said Adela. Mrs. Moore agreed; she too was disappointed at the dullness of their new life. They had made such a romantic voyage across the Mediterr... | of the club that he or she was British and in exile. It produced a little sentiment and a useful accession of will-power. The meagre tune, the curt series of demands on Jehovah, fused into a prayer unknown in England, and though they perceived neither Royalty nor Deity they did perceive something, they were strengthene... | A Passage To India | of the club that he or she was British and in exile. It produced a little sentiment and a useful accession of will-power. The meagre tune, the curt series of demands on Jehovah, fused into a prayer unknown in England, and though they perceived neither Royalty nor Deity they did perceive something, they were strengthene... | {
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she replied. | No speaker | sort of thing." "Can't mother?"<|quote|>she replied.</|quote|>"No, really not in this | mother, you can't do that sort of thing." "Can't mother?"<|quote|>she replied.</|quote|>"No, really not in this country. It's not done. There's | died into invisible flowers. When the mosque, long and domeless, gleamed at the turn of the road, she exclaimed, "Oh, yes that's where I got to that's where I've been." "Been there when?" asked her son. "Between the acts." "But, mother, you can't do that sort of thing." "Can't mother?"<|quote|>she replied.</|quote|>"No... | of unity, of kinship with the heavenly bodies, passed into the old woman and out, like water through a tank, leaving a strange freshness behind. She did not dislike _Cousin Kate_ or the National Anthem, but their note had died into a new one, just as cocktails and cigars had died into invisible flowers. When the mosque... | evidently understood why she did not understand. He implied that he had once been as she, though not for long. Going to the verandah, he called firmly to the moon. His sais answered, and without lowering his head, he ordered his trap to be brought round. Mrs. Moore, whom the club had stupefied, woke up outside. She wat... | but when you know the natives better you'll realize it's easier for the Burra Sahib than for me. They know him they know he can't be fooled I'm still fresh comparatively. No one can even begin to think of knowing this country until he has been in it twenty years. Hullo, the mater! Here's your cloak. Well: for an exampl... | figures pass before me as a frieze," the girl explained. "It was wonderful when we landed, but that superficial glamour soon goes." Her impressions were of no interest to the Collector; he was only concerned to give her a good time. Would she like a Bridge Party? He explained to her what that was not the game, but a pa... | it twenty years. Hullo, the mater! Here's your cloak. Well: for an example of the mistakes one makes. Soon after I came out I asked one of the Pleaders to have a smoke with me only a cigarette, mind. I found afterwards that he had sent touts all over the bazaar to announce the fact told all the litigants," 'Oh, you'd b... | A Passage To India | it twenty years. Hullo, the mater! Here's your cloak. Well: for an example of the mistakes one makes. Soon after I came out I asked one of the Pleaders to have a smoke with me only a cigarette, mind. I found afterwards that he had sent touts all over the bazaar to announce the fact told all the litigants," 'Oh, you'd b... | {
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