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"Unexpected," | Mr. Turton | exhausted itself, he was powerless.<|quote|>"Unexpected,"</|quote|>remarked Mr. Turton. Ronny furnished | and expelled. Until the magic exhausted itself, he was powerless.<|quote|>"Unexpected,"</|quote|>remarked Mr. Turton. Ronny furnished the explanation. Before she sailed, | the invocation of Mrs. Moore continued, and people who did not know what the syllables meant repeated them like a charm. They became Indianized into Esmiss Esmoor, they were taken up in the street outside. In vain the Magistrate threatened and expelled. Until the magic exhausted itself, he was powerless.<|quote|>"Unexp... | have already warned you, and unless you sit down I shall exercise my authority." "Do so; this trial is a farce, I am going." And he handed his papers to Amritrao and left, calling from the door histrionically yet with intense passion, "Aziz, Aziz farewell for ever." The tumult increased, the invocation of Mrs. Moore co... | ." "If the point is of any interest, my mother should have reached Aden," said Ronny dryly; he ought not to have intervened, but the onslaught had startled him. "Imprisoned by you there because she knew the truth." He was almost out of his mind, and could be heard saying above the tumult: "I ruin my career, no matter; ... | he crushed her into a cave among his servants. However, that is by the way." But his last words brought on another storm, and suddenly a new name, Mrs. Moore, burst on the court like a whirlwind. Mahmoud Ali had been enraged, his nerves snapped; he shrieked like a maniac, and asked whether his client was charged with m... | the Nawab Bahadur. This aspect of the case had always seemed dubious to Miss Quested, and she had asked the police not to develop it. But they were playing for a heavy sentence, and wanted to prove that the assault was premeditated. And in order to illustrate the strategy, they produced a plan of the Marabar Hills, sho... | who was this second English lady. "I don't propose to call her." "You don't because you can't, you have smuggled her out of the country; she is Mrs. Moore, she would have proved his innocence, she was on our side, she was poor Indians' friend." "You could have called her yourself," cried the Magistrate. "Neither side c... | A Passage To India |
remarked Mr. Turton. Ronny furnished the explanation. Before she sailed, his mother had taken to talk about the Marabar in her sleep, especially in the afternoon when servants were on the verandah, and her disjointed remarks on Aziz had doubtless been sold to Mahmoud Ali for a few annas: that kind of thing never ceases... | No speaker | itself, he was powerless. "Unexpected,"<|quote|>remarked Mr. Turton. Ronny furnished the explanation. Before she sailed, his mother had taken to talk about the Marabar in her sleep, especially in the afternoon when servants were on the verandah, and her disjointed remarks on Aziz had doubtless been sold to Mahmoud Ali ... | expelled. Until the magic exhausted itself, he was powerless. "Unexpected,"<|quote|>remarked Mr. Turton. Ronny furnished the explanation. Before she sailed, his mother had taken to talk about the Marabar in her sleep, especially in the afternoon when servants were on the verandah, and her disjointed remarks on Aziz had... | invocation of Mrs. Moore continued, and people who did not know what the syllables meant repeated them like a charm. They became Indianized into Esmiss Esmoor, they were taken up in the street outside. In vain the Magistrate threatened and expelled. Until the magic exhausted itself, he was powerless. "Unexpected,"<|quo... | already warned you, and unless you sit down I shall exercise my authority." "Do so; this trial is a farce, I am going." And he handed his papers to Amritrao and left, calling from the door histrionically yet with intense passion, "Aziz, Aziz farewell for ever." The tumult increased, the invocation of Mrs. Moore continu... | "If the point is of any interest, my mother should have reached Aden," said Ronny dryly; he ought not to have intervened, but the onslaught had startled him. "Imprisoned by you there because she knew the truth." He was almost out of his mind, and could be heard saying above the tumult: "I ruin my career, no matter; we ... | crushed her into a cave among his servants. However, that is by the way." But his last words brought on another storm, and suddenly a new name, Mrs. Moore, burst on the court like a whirlwind. Mahmoud Ali had been enraged, his nerves snapped; he shrieked like a maniac, and asked whether his client was charged with murd... | Nawab Bahadur. This aspect of the case had always seemed dubious to Miss Quested, and she had asked the police not to develop it. But they were playing for a heavy sentence, and wanted to prove that the assault was premeditated. And in order to illustrate the strategy, they produced a plan of the Marabar Hills, showing... | who was this second English lady. "I don't propose to call her." "You don't because you can't, you have smuggled her out of the country; she is Mrs. Moore, she would have proved his innocence, she was on our side, she was poor Indians' friend." "You could have called her yourself," cried the Magistrate. "Neither side c... | A Passage To India |
"I thought they'd try something of the sort. Ingenious." | Ronny Heaslop | never ceases in the East.<|quote|>"I thought they'd try something of the sort. Ingenious."</|quote|>He looked into their wide-open | annas: that kind of thing never ceases in the East.<|quote|>"I thought they'd try something of the sort. Ingenious."</|quote|>He looked into their wide-open mouths. "They get just like | she sailed, his mother had taken to talk about the Marabar in her sleep, especially in the afternoon when servants were on the verandah, and her disjointed remarks on Aziz had doubtless been sold to Mahmoud Ali for a few annas: that kind of thing never ceases in the East.<|quote|>"I thought they'd try something of the ... | did not know what the syllables meant repeated them like a charm. They became Indianized into Esmiss Esmoor, they were taken up in the street outside. In vain the Magistrate threatened and expelled. Until the magic exhausted itself, he was powerless. "Unexpected," remarked Mr. Turton. Ronny furnished the explanation. B... | we are all to be ruined one by one." "This is no way to defend your case," counselled the Magistrate. "I am not defending a case, nor are you trying one. We are both of us slaves." "Mr. Mahmoud Ali, I have already warned you, and unless you sit down I shall exercise my authority." "Do so; this trial is a farce, I am go... | as well as rape, and who was this second English lady. "I don't propose to call her." "You don't because you can't, you have smuggled her out of the country; she is Mrs. Moore, she would have proved his innocence, she was on our side, she was poor Indians' friend." "You could have called her yourself," cried the Magist... | route that the party had taken, and the "Tank of the Dagger" where they had camped. The Magistrate displayed interest in arch ology. An elevation of a specimen cave was produced; it was lettered "Buddhist Cave." "Not Buddhist, I think, Jain. . . ." "In which cave is the offence alleged, the Buddhist or the Jain?" asked... | have smuggled her out of the country; she is Mrs. Moore, she would have proved his innocence, she was on our side, she was poor Indians' friend." "You could have called her yourself," cried the Magistrate. "Neither side called her, neither must quote her as evidence." "She was kept from us until too late I learn too la... | A Passage To India |
He looked into their wide-open mouths. | No speaker | something of the sort. Ingenious."<|quote|>He looked into their wide-open mouths.</|quote|>"They get just like over | East. "I thought they'd try something of the sort. Ingenious."<|quote|>He looked into their wide-open mouths.</|quote|>"They get just like over their religion," he added calmly. | the Marabar in her sleep, especially in the afternoon when servants were on the verandah, and her disjointed remarks on Aziz had doubtless been sold to Mahmoud Ali for a few annas: that kind of thing never ceases in the East. "I thought they'd try something of the sort. Ingenious."<|quote|>He looked into their wide-ope... | like a charm. They became Indianized into Esmiss Esmoor, they were taken up in the street outside. In vain the Magistrate threatened and expelled. Until the magic exhausted itself, he was powerless. "Unexpected," remarked Mr. Turton. Ronny furnished the explanation. Before she sailed, his mother had taken to talk about... | "This is no way to defend your case," counselled the Magistrate. "I am not defending a case, nor are you trying one. We are both of us slaves." "Mr. Mahmoud Ali, I have already warned you, and unless you sit down I shall exercise my authority." "Do so; this trial is a farce, I am going." And he handed his papers to Amr... | English lady. "I don't propose to call her." "You don't because you can't, you have smuggled her out of the country; she is Mrs. Moore, she would have proved his innocence, she was on our side, she was poor Indians' friend." "You could have called her yourself," cried the Magistrate. "Neither side called her, neither m... | of the Dagger" where they had camped. The Magistrate displayed interest in arch ology. An elevation of a specimen cave was produced; it was lettered "Buddhist Cave." "Not Buddhist, I think, Jain. . . ." "In which cave is the offence alleged, the Buddhist or the Jain?" asked Mahmoud Ali, with the air of unmasking a cons... | cunning at concealing, as is usual with the type, and pretending to be a respectable member of society, getting a Government position even. He is now entirely vicious and beyond redemption, I am afraid. He behaved most cruelly, most brutally, to another of his guests, another English lady. In order to get rid of her, a... | A Passage To India |
"They get just like over their religion," | Ronny Heaslop | looked into their wide-open mouths.<|quote|>"They get just like over their religion,"</|quote|>he added calmly. "Start and | of the sort. Ingenious." He looked into their wide-open mouths.<|quote|>"They get just like over their religion,"</|quote|>he added calmly. "Start and can't stop. I'm sorry for | in the afternoon when servants were on the verandah, and her disjointed remarks on Aziz had doubtless been sold to Mahmoud Ali for a few annas: that kind of thing never ceases in the East. "I thought they'd try something of the sort. Ingenious." He looked into their wide-open mouths.<|quote|>"They get just like over th... | into Esmiss Esmoor, they were taken up in the street outside. In vain the Magistrate threatened and expelled. Until the magic exhausted itself, he was powerless. "Unexpected," remarked Mr. Turton. Ronny furnished the explanation. Before she sailed, his mother had taken to talk about the Marabar in her sleep, especially... | your case," counselled the Magistrate. "I am not defending a case, nor are you trying one. We are both of us slaves." "Mr. Mahmoud Ali, I have already warned you, and unless you sit down I shall exercise my authority." "Do so; this trial is a farce, I am going." And he handed his papers to Amritrao and left, calling fr... | call her." "You don't because you can't, you have smuggled her out of the country; she is Mrs. Moore, she would have proved his innocence, she was on our side, she was poor Indians' friend." "You could have called her yourself," cried the Magistrate. "Neither side called her, neither must quote her as evidence." "She w... | camped. The Magistrate displayed interest in arch ology. An elevation of a specimen cave was produced; it was lettered "Buddhist Cave." "Not Buddhist, I think, Jain. . . ." "In which cave is the offence alleged, the Buddhist or the Jain?" asked Mahmoud Ali, with the air of unmasking a conspiracy. "All the Marabar caves... | called her yourself," cried the Magistrate. "Neither side called her, neither must quote her as evidence." "She was kept from us until too late I learn too late this is English justice, here is your British Raj. Give us back Mrs. Moore for five minutes only, and she will save my friend, she will save the name of his so... | A Passage To India |
he added calmly. | No speaker | just like over their religion,"<|quote|>he added calmly.</|quote|>"Start and can't stop. I'm | their wide-open mouths. "They get just like over their religion,"<|quote|>he added calmly.</|quote|>"Start and can't stop. I'm sorry for your old Das, | the verandah, and her disjointed remarks on Aziz had doubtless been sold to Mahmoud Ali for a few annas: that kind of thing never ceases in the East. "I thought they'd try something of the sort. Ingenious." He looked into their wide-open mouths. "They get just like over their religion,"<|quote|>he added calmly.</|quote... | in the street outside. In vain the Magistrate threatened and expelled. Until the magic exhausted itself, he was powerless. "Unexpected," remarked Mr. Turton. Ronny furnished the explanation. Before she sailed, his mother had taken to talk about the Marabar in her sleep, especially in the afternoon when servants were on... | not defending a case, nor are you trying one. We are both of us slaves." "Mr. Mahmoud Ali, I have already warned you, and unless you sit down I shall exercise my authority." "Do so; this trial is a farce, I am going." And he handed his papers to Amritrao and left, calling from the door histrionically yet with intense p... | you have smuggled her out of the country; she is Mrs. Moore, she would have proved his innocence, she was on our side, she was poor Indians' friend." "You could have called her yourself," cried the Magistrate. "Neither side called her, neither must quote her as evidence." "She was kept from us until too late I learn to... | ology. An elevation of a specimen cave was produced; it was lettered "Buddhist Cave." "Not Buddhist, I think, Jain. . . ." "In which cave is the offence alleged, the Buddhist or the Jain?" asked Mahmoud Ali, with the air of unmasking a conspiracy. "All the Marabar caves are Jain." "Yes, sir; then in which Jain cave?" "... | lady. "I don't propose to call her." "You don't because you can't, you have smuggled her out of the country; she is Mrs. Moore, she would have proved his innocence, she was on our side, she was poor Indians' friend." "You could have called her yourself," cried the Magistrate. "Neither side called her, neither must quot... | A Passage To India |
"Start and can't stop. I'm sorry for your old Das, he's not getting much of a show." | Ronny Heaslop | their religion," he added calmly.<|quote|>"Start and can't stop. I'm sorry for your old Das, he's not getting much of a show."</|quote|>"Mr. Heaslop, how disgraceful dragging | "They get just like over their religion," he added calmly.<|quote|>"Start and can't stop. I'm sorry for your old Das, he's not getting much of a show."</|quote|>"Mr. Heaslop, how disgraceful dragging in your dear mother," said | her disjointed remarks on Aziz had doubtless been sold to Mahmoud Ali for a few annas: that kind of thing never ceases in the East. "I thought they'd try something of the sort. Ingenious." He looked into their wide-open mouths. "They get just like over their religion," he added calmly.<|quote|>"Start and can't stop. I'... | outside. In vain the Magistrate threatened and expelled. Until the magic exhausted itself, he was powerless. "Unexpected," remarked Mr. Turton. Ronny furnished the explanation. Before she sailed, his mother had taken to talk about the Marabar in her sleep, especially in the afternoon when servants were on the verandah,... | case, nor are you trying one. We are both of us slaves." "Mr. Mahmoud Ali, I have already warned you, and unless you sit down I shall exercise my authority." "Do so; this trial is a farce, I am going." And he handed his papers to Amritrao and left, calling from the door histrionically yet with intense passion, "Aziz, A... | her out of the country; she is Mrs. Moore, she would have proved his innocence, she was on our side, she was poor Indians' friend." "You could have called her yourself," cried the Magistrate. "Neither side called her, neither must quote her as evidence." "She was kept from us until too late I learn too late this is Eng... | of a specimen cave was produced; it was lettered "Buddhist Cave." "Not Buddhist, I think, Jain. . . ." "In which cave is the offence alleged, the Buddhist or the Jain?" asked Mahmoud Ali, with the air of unmasking a conspiracy. "All the Marabar caves are Jain." "Yes, sir; then in which Jain cave?" "You will have an opp... | life. I dare say his degeneracy gained upon him gradually. He has been very cunning at concealing, as is usual with the type, and pretending to be a respectable member of society, getting a Government position even. He is now entirely vicious and beyond redemption, I am afraid. He behaved most cruelly, most brutally, t... | A Passage To India |
"Mr. Heaslop, how disgraceful dragging in your dear mother," | Miss Derek | getting much of a show."<|quote|>"Mr. Heaslop, how disgraceful dragging in your dear mother,"</|quote|>said Miss Derek, bending forward. | your old Das, he's not getting much of a show."<|quote|>"Mr. Heaslop, how disgraceful dragging in your dear mother,"</|quote|>said Miss Derek, bending forward. "It's just a trick, and | kind of thing never ceases in the East. "I thought they'd try something of the sort. Ingenious." He looked into their wide-open mouths. "They get just like over their religion," he added calmly. "Start and can't stop. I'm sorry for your old Das, he's not getting much of a show."<|quote|>"Mr. Heaslop, how disgraceful dr... | remarked Mr. Turton. Ronny furnished the explanation. Before she sailed, his mother had taken to talk about the Marabar in her sleep, especially in the afternoon when servants were on the verandah, and her disjointed remarks on Aziz had doubtless been sold to Mahmoud Ali for a few annas: that kind of thing never ceases... | already warned you, and unless you sit down I shall exercise my authority." "Do so; this trial is a farce, I am going." And he handed his papers to Amritrao and left, calling from the door histrionically yet with intense passion, "Aziz, Aziz farewell for ever." The tumult increased, the invocation of Mrs. Moore continu... | on our side, she was poor Indians' friend." "You could have called her yourself," cried the Magistrate. "Neither side called her, neither must quote her as evidence." "She was kept from us until too late I learn too late this is English justice, here is your British Raj. Give us back Mrs. Moore for five minutes only, a... | . ." "In which cave is the offence alleged, the Buddhist or the Jain?" asked Mahmoud Ali, with the air of unmasking a conspiracy. "All the Marabar caves are Jain." "Yes, sir; then in which Jain cave?" "You will have an opportunity of putting such questions later." Mr. McBryde smiled faintly at their fatuity. Indians in... | I learn too late this is English justice, here is your British Raj. Give us back Mrs. Moore for five minutes only, and she will save my friend, she will save the name of his sons; don't rule her out, Mr. Das; take back those words as you yourself are a father; tell me where they have put her, oh, Mrs. Moore. . . ." "If... | A Passage To India |
said Miss Derek, bending forward. | No speaker | dragging in your dear mother,"<|quote|>said Miss Derek, bending forward.</|quote|>"It's just a trick, and | show." "Mr. Heaslop, how disgraceful dragging in your dear mother,"<|quote|>said Miss Derek, bending forward.</|quote|>"It's just a trick, and they happened to pull it | thought they'd try something of the sort. Ingenious." He looked into their wide-open mouths. "They get just like over their religion," he added calmly. "Start and can't stop. I'm sorry for your old Das, he's not getting much of a show." "Mr. Heaslop, how disgraceful dragging in your dear mother,"<|quote|>said Miss Dere... | sailed, his mother had taken to talk about the Marabar in her sleep, especially in the afternoon when servants were on the verandah, and her disjointed remarks on Aziz had doubtless been sold to Mahmoud Ali for a few annas: that kind of thing never ceases in the East. "I thought they'd try something of the sort. Ingeni... | shall exercise my authority." "Do so; this trial is a farce, I am going." And he handed his papers to Amritrao and left, calling from the door histrionically yet with intense passion, "Aziz, Aziz farewell for ever." The tumult increased, the invocation of Mrs. Moore continued, and people who did not know what the sylla... | could have called her yourself," cried the Magistrate. "Neither side called her, neither must quote her as evidence." "She was kept from us until too late I learn too late this is English justice, here is your British Raj. Give us back Mrs. Moore for five minutes only, and she will save my friend, she will save the nam... | the Buddhist or the Jain?" asked Mahmoud Ali, with the air of unmasking a conspiracy. "All the Marabar caves are Jain." "Yes, sir; then in which Jain cave?" "You will have an opportunity of putting such questions later." Mr. McBryde smiled faintly at their fatuity. Indians invariably collapse over some such point as th... | another storm, and suddenly a new name, Mrs. Moore, burst on the court like a whirlwind. Mahmoud Ali had been enraged, his nerves snapped; he shrieked like a maniac, and asked whether his client was charged with murder as well as rape, and who was this second English lady. "I don't propose to call her." "You don't beca... | A Passage To India |
"It's just a trick, and they happened to pull it off. Now one sees why they had Mahmoud Ali just to make a scene on the chance. It is his speciality." | Ronny Heaslop | said Miss Derek, bending forward.<|quote|>"It's just a trick, and they happened to pull it off. Now one sees why they had Mahmoud Ali just to make a scene on the chance. It is his speciality."</|quote|>But he disliked it more | dragging in your dear mother," said Miss Derek, bending forward.<|quote|>"It's just a trick, and they happened to pull it off. Now one sees why they had Mahmoud Ali just to make a scene on the chance. It is his speciality."</|quote|>But he disliked it more than he showed. It was | the sort. Ingenious." He looked into their wide-open mouths. "They get just like over their religion," he added calmly. "Start and can't stop. I'm sorry for your old Das, he's not getting much of a show." "Mr. Heaslop, how disgraceful dragging in your dear mother," said Miss Derek, bending forward.<|quote|>"It's just a... | to talk about the Marabar in her sleep, especially in the afternoon when servants were on the verandah, and her disjointed remarks on Aziz had doubtless been sold to Mahmoud Ali for a few annas: that kind of thing never ceases in the East. "I thought they'd try something of the sort. Ingenious." He looked into their wi... | so; this trial is a farce, I am going." And he handed his papers to Amritrao and left, calling from the door histrionically yet with intense passion, "Aziz, Aziz farewell for ever." The tumult increased, the invocation of Mrs. Moore continued, and people who did not know what the syllables meant repeated them like a ch... | cried the Magistrate. "Neither side called her, neither must quote her as evidence." "She was kept from us until too late I learn too late this is English justice, here is your British Raj. Give us back Mrs. Moore for five minutes only, and she will save my friend, she will save the name of his sons; don't rule her out... | asked Mahmoud Ali, with the air of unmasking a conspiracy. "All the Marabar caves are Jain." "Yes, sir; then in which Jain cave?" "You will have an opportunity of putting such questions later." Mr. McBryde smiled faintly at their fatuity. Indians invariably collapse over some such point as this. He knew that the defenc... | don't because you can't, you have smuggled her out of the country; she is Mrs. Moore, she would have proved his innocence, she was on our side, she was poor Indians' friend." "You could have called her yourself," cried the Magistrate. "Neither side called her, neither must quote her as evidence." "She was kept from us ... | A Passage To India |
But he disliked it more than he showed. It was revolting to hear his mother travestied into Esmiss Esmoor, a Hindu goddess. | No speaker | chance. It is his speciality."<|quote|>But he disliked it more than he showed. It was revolting to hear his mother travestied into Esmiss Esmoor, a Hindu goddess.</|quote|>"Esmiss Esmoor Esmiss Esmoor Esmiss | make a scene on the chance. It is his speciality."<|quote|>But he disliked it more than he showed. It was revolting to hear his mother travestied into Esmiss Esmoor, a Hindu goddess.</|quote|>"Esmiss Esmoor Esmiss Esmoor Esmiss Esmoor Esmiss Esmoor. . . | getting much of a show." "Mr. Heaslop, how disgraceful dragging in your dear mother," said Miss Derek, bending forward. "It's just a trick, and they happened to pull it off. Now one sees why they had Mahmoud Ali just to make a scene on the chance. It is his speciality."<|quote|>But he disliked it more than he showed. I... | for a few annas: that kind of thing never ceases in the East. "I thought they'd try something of the sort. Ingenious." He looked into their wide-open mouths. "They get just like over their religion," he added calmly. "Start and can't stop. I'm sorry for your old Das, he's not getting much of a show." "Mr. Heaslop, how ... | ever." The tumult increased, the invocation of Mrs. Moore continued, and people who did not know what the syllables meant repeated them like a charm. They became Indianized into Esmiss Esmoor, they were taken up in the street outside. In vain the Magistrate threatened and expelled. Until the magic exhausted itself, he ... | your British Raj. Give us back Mrs. Moore for five minutes only, and she will save my friend, she will save the name of his sons; don't rule her out, Mr. Das; take back those words as you yourself are a father; tell me where they have put her, oh, Mrs. Moore. . . ." "If the point is of any interest, my mother should ha... | questions later." Mr. McBryde smiled faintly at their fatuity. Indians invariably collapse over some such point as this. He knew that the defence had some wild hope of establishing an alibi, that they had tried (unsuccessfully) to identify the guide, and that Fielding and Hamidullah had gone out to the Kawa Dol and pac... | the country; she is Mrs. Moore, she would have proved his innocence, she was on our side, she was poor Indians' friend." "You could have called her yourself," cried the Magistrate. "Neither side called her, neither must quote her as evidence." "She was kept from us until too late I learn too late this is English justic... | A Passage To India |
"Esmiss Esmoor Esmiss Esmoor Esmiss Esmoor Esmiss Esmoor. . . ." | _unknowable | Esmiss Esmoor, a Hindu goddess.<|quote|>"Esmiss Esmoor Esmiss Esmoor Esmiss Esmoor Esmiss Esmoor. . . ."</|quote|>"Ronny" "Yes, old girl?" "Isn't | hear his mother travestied into Esmiss Esmoor, a Hindu goddess.<|quote|>"Esmiss Esmoor Esmiss Esmoor Esmiss Esmoor Esmiss Esmoor. . . ."</|quote|>"Ronny" "Yes, old girl?" "Isn't it all queer." "I'm afraid | trick, and they happened to pull it off. Now one sees why they had Mahmoud Ali just to make a scene on the chance. It is his speciality." But he disliked it more than he showed. It was revolting to hear his mother travestied into Esmiss Esmoor, a Hindu goddess.<|quote|>"Esmiss Esmoor Esmiss Esmoor Esmiss Esmoor Esmiss ... | He looked into their wide-open mouths. "They get just like over their religion," he added calmly. "Start and can't stop. I'm sorry for your old Das, he's not getting much of a show." "Mr. Heaslop, how disgraceful dragging in your dear mother," said Miss Derek, bending forward. "It's just a trick, and they happened to p... | like a charm. They became Indianized into Esmiss Esmoor, they were taken up in the street outside. In vain the Magistrate threatened and expelled. Until the magic exhausted itself, he was powerless. "Unexpected," remarked Mr. Turton. Ronny furnished the explanation. Before she sailed, his mother had taken to talk about... | name of his sons; don't rule her out, Mr. Das; take back those words as you yourself are a father; tell me where they have put her, oh, Mrs. Moore. . . ." "If the point is of any interest, my mother should have reached Aden," said Ronny dryly; he ought not to have intervened, but the onslaught had startled him. "Impris... | defence had some wild hope of establishing an alibi, that they had tried (unsuccessfully) to identify the guide, and that Fielding and Hamidullah had gone out to the Kawa Dol and paced and measured all one moonlit night. "Mr. Lesley says they're Buddhist, and he ought to know if anyone does. But may I call attention to... | tumult increased, the invocation of Mrs. Moore continued, and people who did not know what the syllables meant repeated them like a charm. They became Indianized into Esmiss Esmoor, they were taken up in the street outside. In vain the Magistrate threatened and expelled. Until the magic exhausted itself, he was powerle... | A Passage To India |
"Ronny" | Miss Derek | Esmiss Esmoor. . . ."<|quote|>"Ronny"</|quote|>"Yes, old girl?" "Isn't it | Esmoor Esmiss Esmoor Esmiss Esmoor Esmiss Esmoor. . . ."<|quote|>"Ronny"</|quote|>"Yes, old girl?" "Isn't it all queer." "I'm afraid it's | why they had Mahmoud Ali just to make a scene on the chance. It is his speciality." But he disliked it more than he showed. It was revolting to hear his mother travestied into Esmiss Esmoor, a Hindu goddess. "Esmiss Esmoor Esmiss Esmoor Esmiss Esmoor Esmiss Esmoor. . . ."<|quote|>"Ronny"</|quote|>"Yes, old girl?" "Isn'... | their religion," he added calmly. "Start and can't stop. I'm sorry for your old Das, he's not getting much of a show." "Mr. Heaslop, how disgraceful dragging in your dear mother," said Miss Derek, bending forward. "It's just a trick, and they happened to pull it off. Now one sees why they had Mahmoud Ali just to make a... | taken up in the street outside. In vain the Magistrate threatened and expelled. Until the magic exhausted itself, he was powerless. "Unexpected," remarked Mr. Turton. Ronny furnished the explanation. Before she sailed, his mother had taken to talk about the Marabar in her sleep, especially in the afternoon when servant... | back those words as you yourself are a father; tell me where they have put her, oh, Mrs. Moore. . . ." "If the point is of any interest, my mother should have reached Aden," said Ronny dryly; he ought not to have intervened, but the onslaught had startled him. "Imprisoned by you there because she knew the truth." He wa... | had tried (unsuccessfully) to identify the guide, and that Fielding and Hamidullah had gone out to the Kawa Dol and paced and measured all one moonlit night. "Mr. Lesley says they're Buddhist, and he ought to know if anyone does. But may I call attention to the shape?" And he described what had occurred there. Then he ... | whether his client was charged with murder as well as rape, and who was this second English lady. "I don't propose to call her." "You don't because you can't, you have smuggled her out of the country; she is Mrs. Moore, she would have proved his innocence, she was on our side, she was poor Indians' friend." "You could ... | A Passage To India |
"Yes, old girl?" | Ronny Heaslop | Esmoor. . . ." "Ronny"<|quote|>"Yes, old girl?"</|quote|>"Isn't it all queer." "I'm | Esmiss Esmoor Esmiss Esmoor Esmiss Esmoor. . . ." "Ronny"<|quote|>"Yes, old girl?"</|quote|>"Isn't it all queer." "I'm afraid it's very upsetting for | they had Mahmoud Ali just to make a scene on the chance. It is his speciality." But he disliked it more than he showed. It was revolting to hear his mother travestied into Esmiss Esmoor, a Hindu goddess. "Esmiss Esmoor Esmiss Esmoor Esmiss Esmoor Esmiss Esmoor. . . ." "Ronny"<|quote|>"Yes, old girl?"</|quote|>"Isn't it... | religion," he added calmly. "Start and can't stop. I'm sorry for your old Das, he's not getting much of a show." "Mr. Heaslop, how disgraceful dragging in your dear mother," said Miss Derek, bending forward. "It's just a trick, and they happened to pull it off. Now one sees why they had Mahmoud Ali just to make a scene... | up in the street outside. In vain the Magistrate threatened and expelled. Until the magic exhausted itself, he was powerless. "Unexpected," remarked Mr. Turton. Ronny furnished the explanation. Before she sailed, his mother had taken to talk about the Marabar in her sleep, especially in the afternoon when servants were... | those words as you yourself are a father; tell me where they have put her, oh, Mrs. Moore. . . ." "If the point is of any interest, my mother should have reached Aden," said Ronny dryly; he ought not to have intervened, but the onslaught had startled him. "Imprisoned by you there because she knew the truth." He was alm... | tried (unsuccessfully) to identify the guide, and that Fielding and Hamidullah had gone out to the Kawa Dol and paced and measured all one moonlit night. "Mr. Lesley says they're Buddhist, and he ought to know if anyone does. But may I call attention to the shape?" And he described what had occurred there. Then he spok... | Mrs. Moore for five minutes only, and she will save my friend, she will save the name of his sons; don't rule her out, Mr. Das; take back those words as you yourself are a father; tell me where they have put her, oh, Mrs. Moore. . . ." "If the point is of any interest, my mother should have reached Aden," said Ronny dr... | A Passage To India |
"Isn't it all queer." | Miss Derek | ." "Ronny" "Yes, old girl?"<|quote|>"Isn't it all queer."</|quote|>"I'm afraid it's very upsetting | Esmoor Esmiss Esmoor. . . ." "Ronny" "Yes, old girl?"<|quote|>"Isn't it all queer."</|quote|>"I'm afraid it's very upsetting for you." "Not the least. | Ali just to make a scene on the chance. It is his speciality." But he disliked it more than he showed. It was revolting to hear his mother travestied into Esmiss Esmoor, a Hindu goddess. "Esmiss Esmoor Esmiss Esmoor Esmiss Esmoor Esmiss Esmoor. . . ." "Ronny" "Yes, old girl?"<|quote|>"Isn't it all queer."</|quote|>"I'm... | calmly. "Start and can't stop. I'm sorry for your old Das, he's not getting much of a show." "Mr. Heaslop, how disgraceful dragging in your dear mother," said Miss Derek, bending forward. "It's just a trick, and they happened to pull it off. Now one sees why they had Mahmoud Ali just to make a scene on the chance. It i... | street outside. In vain the Magistrate threatened and expelled. Until the magic exhausted itself, he was powerless. "Unexpected," remarked Mr. Turton. Ronny furnished the explanation. Before she sailed, his mother had taken to talk about the Marabar in her sleep, especially in the afternoon when servants were on the ve... | you yourself are a father; tell me where they have put her, oh, Mrs. Moore. . . ." "If the point is of any interest, my mother should have reached Aden," said Ronny dryly; he ought not to have intervened, but the onslaught had startled him. "Imprisoned by you there because she knew the truth." He was almost out of his ... | identify the guide, and that Fielding and Hamidullah had gone out to the Kawa Dol and paced and measured all one moonlit night. "Mr. Lesley says they're Buddhist, and he ought to know if anyone does. But may I call attention to the shape?" And he described what had occurred there. Then he spoke of Miss Derek's arrival,... | maniac, and asked whether his client was charged with murder as well as rape, and who was this second English lady. "I don't propose to call her." "You don't because you can't, you have smuggled her out of the country; she is Mrs. Moore, she would have proved his innocence, she was on our side, she was poor Indians' fr... | A Passage To India |
"I'm afraid it's very upsetting for you." | Ronny Heaslop | girl?" "Isn't it all queer."<|quote|>"I'm afraid it's very upsetting for you."</|quote|>"Not the least. I don't | . ." "Ronny" "Yes, old girl?" "Isn't it all queer."<|quote|>"I'm afraid it's very upsetting for you."</|quote|>"Not the least. I don't mind it." "Well, that's good." | a scene on the chance. It is his speciality." But he disliked it more than he showed. It was revolting to hear his mother travestied into Esmiss Esmoor, a Hindu goddess. "Esmiss Esmoor Esmiss Esmoor Esmiss Esmoor Esmiss Esmoor. . . ." "Ronny" "Yes, old girl?" "Isn't it all queer."<|quote|>"I'm afraid it's very upsettin... | stop. I'm sorry for your old Das, he's not getting much of a show." "Mr. Heaslop, how disgraceful dragging in your dear mother," said Miss Derek, bending forward. "It's just a trick, and they happened to pull it off. Now one sees why they had Mahmoud Ali just to make a scene on the chance. It is his speciality." But he... | the Magistrate threatened and expelled. Until the magic exhausted itself, he was powerless. "Unexpected," remarked Mr. Turton. Ronny furnished the explanation. Before she sailed, his mother had taken to talk about the Marabar in her sleep, especially in the afternoon when servants were on the verandah, and her disjoint... | father; tell me where they have put her, oh, Mrs. Moore. . . ." "If the point is of any interest, my mother should have reached Aden," said Ronny dryly; he ought not to have intervened, but the onslaught had startled him. "Imprisoned by you there because she knew the truth." He was almost out of his mind, and could be ... | that Fielding and Hamidullah had gone out to the Kawa Dol and paced and measured all one moonlit night. "Mr. Lesley says they're Buddhist, and he ought to know if anyone does. But may I call attention to the shape?" And he described what had occurred there. Then he spoke of Miss Derek's arrival, of the scramble down th... | among his servants. However, that is by the way." But his last words brought on another storm, and suddenly a new name, Mrs. Moore, burst on the court like a whirlwind. Mahmoud Ali had been enraged, his nerves snapped; he shrieked like a maniac, and asked whether his client was charged with murder as well as rape, and ... | A Passage To India |
"Not the least. I don't mind it." | Miss Derek | it's very upsetting for you."<|quote|>"Not the least. I don't mind it."</|quote|>"Well, that's good." She had | it all queer." "I'm afraid it's very upsetting for you."<|quote|>"Not the least. I don't mind it."</|quote|>"Well, that's good." She had spoken more naturally and healthily | his speciality." But he disliked it more than he showed. It was revolting to hear his mother travestied into Esmiss Esmoor, a Hindu goddess. "Esmiss Esmoor Esmiss Esmoor Esmiss Esmoor Esmiss Esmoor. . . ." "Ronny" "Yes, old girl?" "Isn't it all queer." "I'm afraid it's very upsetting for you."<|quote|>"Not the least. I... | he's not getting much of a show." "Mr. Heaslop, how disgraceful dragging in your dear mother," said Miss Derek, bending forward. "It's just a trick, and they happened to pull it off. Now one sees why they had Mahmoud Ali just to make a scene on the chance. It is his speciality." But he disliked it more than he showed. ... | magic exhausted itself, he was powerless. "Unexpected," remarked Mr. Turton. Ronny furnished the explanation. Before she sailed, his mother had taken to talk about the Marabar in her sleep, especially in the afternoon when servants were on the verandah, and her disjointed remarks on Aziz had doubtless been sold to Mahm... | her, oh, Mrs. Moore. . . ." "If the point is of any interest, my mother should have reached Aden," said Ronny dryly; he ought not to have intervened, but the onslaught had startled him. "Imprisoned by you there because she knew the truth." He was almost out of his mind, and could be heard saying above the tumult: "I ru... | to the Kawa Dol and paced and measured all one moonlit night. "Mr. Lesley says they're Buddhist, and he ought to know if anyone does. But may I call attention to the shape?" And he described what had occurred there. Then he spoke of Miss Derek's arrival, of the scramble down the gully, of the return of the two ladies t... | Moore, she would have proved his innocence, she was on our side, she was poor Indians' friend." "You could have called her yourself," cried the Magistrate. "Neither side called her, neither must quote her as evidence." "She was kept from us until too late I learn too late this is English justice, here is your British R... | A Passage To India |
"Well, that's good." | Ronny Heaslop | least. I don't mind it."<|quote|>"Well, that's good."</|quote|>She had spoken more naturally | upsetting for you." "Not the least. I don't mind it."<|quote|>"Well, that's good."</|quote|>She had spoken more naturally and healthily than usual. Bending | than he showed. It was revolting to hear his mother travestied into Esmiss Esmoor, a Hindu goddess. "Esmiss Esmoor Esmiss Esmoor Esmiss Esmoor Esmiss Esmoor. . . ." "Ronny" "Yes, old girl?" "Isn't it all queer." "I'm afraid it's very upsetting for you." "Not the least. I don't mind it."<|quote|>"Well, that's good."</|q... | "Mr. Heaslop, how disgraceful dragging in your dear mother," said Miss Derek, bending forward. "It's just a trick, and they happened to pull it off. Now one sees why they had Mahmoud Ali just to make a scene on the chance. It is his speciality." But he disliked it more than he showed. It was revolting to hear his mothe... | remarked Mr. Turton. Ronny furnished the explanation. Before she sailed, his mother had taken to talk about the Marabar in her sleep, especially in the afternoon when servants were on the verandah, and her disjointed remarks on Aziz had doubtless been sold to Mahmoud Ali for a few annas: that kind of thing never ceases... | "If the point is of any interest, my mother should have reached Aden," said Ronny dryly; he ought not to have intervened, but the onslaught had startled him. "Imprisoned by you there because she knew the truth." He was almost out of his mind, and could be heard saying above the tumult: "I ruin my career, no matter; we ... | measured all one moonlit night. "Mr. Lesley says they're Buddhist, and he ought to know if anyone does. But may I call attention to the shape?" And he described what had occurred there. Then he spoke of Miss Derek's arrival, of the scramble down the gully, of the return of the two ladies to Chandrapore, and of the docu... | mother should have reached Aden," said Ronny dryly; he ought not to have intervened, but the onslaught had startled him. "Imprisoned by you there because she knew the truth." He was almost out of his mind, and could be heard saying above the tumult: "I ruin my career, no matter; we are all to be ruined one by one." "Th... | A Passage To India |
She had spoken more naturally and healthily than usual. Bending into the middle of her friends, she said: | No speaker | mind it." "Well, that's good."<|quote|>She had spoken more naturally and healthily than usual. Bending into the middle of her friends, she said:</|quote|>"Don't worry about me, I'm | "Not the least. I don't mind it." "Well, that's good."<|quote|>She had spoken more naturally and healthily than usual. Bending into the middle of her friends, she said:</|quote|>"Don't worry about me, I'm much better than I was; | It was revolting to hear his mother travestied into Esmiss Esmoor, a Hindu goddess. "Esmiss Esmoor Esmiss Esmoor Esmiss Esmoor Esmiss Esmoor. . . ." "Ronny" "Yes, old girl?" "Isn't it all queer." "I'm afraid it's very upsetting for you." "Not the least. I don't mind it." "Well, that's good."<|quote|>She had spoken more... | disgraceful dragging in your dear mother," said Miss Derek, bending forward. "It's just a trick, and they happened to pull it off. Now one sees why they had Mahmoud Ali just to make a scene on the chance. It is his speciality." But he disliked it more than he showed. It was revolting to hear his mother travestied into ... | Ronny furnished the explanation. Before she sailed, his mother had taken to talk about the Marabar in her sleep, especially in the afternoon when servants were on the verandah, and her disjointed remarks on Aziz had doubtless been sold to Mahmoud Ali for a few annas: that kind of thing never ceases in the East. "I thou... | is of any interest, my mother should have reached Aden," said Ronny dryly; he ought not to have intervened, but the onslaught had startled him. "Imprisoned by you there because she knew the truth." He was almost out of his mind, and could be heard saying above the tumult: "I ruin my career, no matter; we are all to be ... | moonlit night. "Mr. Lesley says they're Buddhist, and he ought to know if anyone does. But may I call attention to the shape?" And he described what had occurred there. Then he spoke of Miss Derek's arrival, of the scramble down the gully, of the return of the two ladies to Chandrapore, and of the document Miss Quested... | Indianized into Esmiss Esmoor, they were taken up in the street outside. In vain the Magistrate threatened and expelled. Until the magic exhausted itself, he was powerless. "Unexpected," remarked Mr. Turton. Ronny furnished the explanation. Before she sailed, his mother had taken to talk about the Marabar in her sleep,... | A Passage To India |
"Don't worry about me, I'm much better than I was; I don't feel the least faint; I shall be all right, and thank you all, thank you, thank you for your kindness." | Miss Derek | of her friends, she said:<|quote|>"Don't worry about me, I'm much better than I was; I don't feel the least faint; I shall be all right, and thank you all, thank you, thank you for your kindness."</|quote|>She had to shout her | usual. Bending into the middle of her friends, she said:<|quote|>"Don't worry about me, I'm much better than I was; I don't feel the least faint; I shall be all right, and thank you all, thank you, thank you for your kindness."</|quote|>She had to shout her gratitude, for the chant, Esmiss | Esmiss Esmoor Esmiss Esmoor. . . ." "Ronny" "Yes, old girl?" "Isn't it all queer." "I'm afraid it's very upsetting for you." "Not the least. I don't mind it." "Well, that's good." She had spoken more naturally and healthily than usual. Bending into the middle of her friends, she said:<|quote|>"Don't worry about me, I'm... | to pull it off. Now one sees why they had Mahmoud Ali just to make a scene on the chance. It is his speciality." But he disliked it more than he showed. It was revolting to hear his mother travestied into Esmiss Esmoor, a Hindu goddess. "Esmiss Esmoor Esmiss Esmoor Esmiss Esmoor Esmiss Esmoor. . . ." "Ronny" "Yes, old ... | sleep, especially in the afternoon when servants were on the verandah, and her disjointed remarks on Aziz had doubtless been sold to Mahmoud Ali for a few annas: that kind of thing never ceases in the East. "I thought they'd try something of the sort. Ingenious." He looked into their wide-open mouths. "They get just li... | intervened, but the onslaught had startled him. "Imprisoned by you there because she knew the truth." He was almost out of his mind, and could be heard saying above the tumult: "I ruin my career, no matter; we are all to be ruined one by one." "This is no way to defend your case," counselled the Magistrate. "I am not d... | call attention to the shape?" And he described what had occurred there. Then he spoke of Miss Derek's arrival, of the scramble down the gully, of the return of the two ladies to Chandrapore, and of the document Miss Quested signed on her arrival, in which mention was made of the field-glasses. And then came the culmina... | been enraged, his nerves snapped; he shrieked like a maniac, and asked whether his client was charged with murder as well as rape, and who was this second English lady. "I don't propose to call her." "You don't because you can't, you have smuggled her out of the country; she is Mrs. Moore, she would have proved his inn... | A Passage To India |
She had to shout her gratitude, for the chant, Esmiss Esmoor, went on. Suddenly it stopped. It was as if the prayer had been heard, and the relics exhibited. | No speaker | thank you for your kindness."<|quote|>She had to shout her gratitude, for the chant, Esmiss Esmoor, went on. Suddenly it stopped. It was as if the prayer had been heard, and the relics exhibited.</|quote|>"I apologize for my colleague," | thank you all, thank you, thank you for your kindness."<|quote|>She had to shout her gratitude, for the chant, Esmiss Esmoor, went on. Suddenly it stopped. It was as if the prayer had been heard, and the relics exhibited.</|quote|>"I apologize for my colleague," said Mr. Amritrao, rather to | She had spoken more naturally and healthily than usual. Bending into the middle of her friends, she said: "Don't worry about me, I'm much better than I was; I don't feel the least faint; I shall be all right, and thank you all, thank you, thank you for your kindness."<|quote|>She had to shout her gratitude, for the cha... | It was revolting to hear his mother travestied into Esmiss Esmoor, a Hindu goddess. "Esmiss Esmoor Esmiss Esmoor Esmiss Esmoor Esmiss Esmoor. . . ." "Ronny" "Yes, old girl?" "Isn't it all queer." "I'm afraid it's very upsetting for you." "Not the least. I don't mind it." "Well, that's good." She had spoken more natural... | never ceases in the East. "I thought they'd try something of the sort. Ingenious." He looked into their wide-open mouths. "They get just like over their religion," he added calmly. "Start and can't stop. I'm sorry for your old Das, he's not getting much of a show." "Mr. Heaslop, how disgraceful dragging in your dear mo... | ruin my career, no matter; we are all to be ruined one by one." "This is no way to defend your case," counselled the Magistrate. "I am not defending a case, nor are you trying one. We are both of us slaves." "Mr. Mahmoud Ali, I have already warned you, and unless you sit down I shall exercise my authority." "Do so; thi... | to Chandrapore, and of the document Miss Quested signed on her arrival, in which mention was made of the field-glasses. And then came the culminating evidence: the discovery of the field-glasses on the prisoner. "I have nothing to add at present," he concluded, removing his spectacles. "I will now call my witnesses. Th... | Marabar in her sleep, especially in the afternoon when servants were on the verandah, and her disjointed remarks on Aziz had doubtless been sold to Mahmoud Ali for a few annas: that kind of thing never ceases in the East. "I thought they'd try something of the sort. Ingenious." He looked into their wide-open mouths. "T... | A Passage To India |
said Mr. Amritrao, rather to everyone's surprise. | No speaker | "I apologize for my colleague,"<|quote|>said Mr. Amritrao, rather to everyone's surprise.</|quote|>"He is an intimate friend | heard, and the relics exhibited. "I apologize for my colleague,"<|quote|>said Mr. Amritrao, rather to everyone's surprise.</|quote|>"He is an intimate friend of our client, and his | I shall be all right, and thank you all, thank you, thank you for your kindness." She had to shout her gratitude, for the chant, Esmiss Esmoor, went on. Suddenly it stopped. It was as if the prayer had been heard, and the relics exhibited. "I apologize for my colleague,"<|quote|>said Mr. Amritrao, rather to everyone's ... | afraid it's very upsetting for you." "Not the least. I don't mind it." "Well, that's good." She had spoken more naturally and healthily than usual. Bending into the middle of her friends, she said: "Don't worry about me, I'm much better than I was; I don't feel the least faint; I shall be all right, and thank you all, ... | I'm sorry for your old Das, he's not getting much of a show." "Mr. Heaslop, how disgraceful dragging in your dear mother," said Miss Derek, bending forward. "It's just a trick, and they happened to pull it off. Now one sees why they had Mahmoud Ali just to make a scene on the chance. It is his speciality." But he disli... | trying one. We are both of us slaves." "Mr. Mahmoud Ali, I have already warned you, and unless you sit down I shall exercise my authority." "Do so; this trial is a farce, I am going." And he handed his papers to Amritrao and left, calling from the door histrionically yet with intense passion, "Aziz, Aziz farewell for e... | "I have nothing to add at present," he concluded, removing his spectacles. "I will now call my witnesses. The facts will speak for themselves. The prisoner is one of those individuals who have led a double life. I dare say his degeneracy gained upon him gradually. He has been very cunning at concealing, as is usual wit... | looked into their wide-open mouths. "They get just like over their religion," he added calmly. "Start and can't stop. I'm sorry for your old Das, he's not getting much of a show." "Mr. Heaslop, how disgraceful dragging in your dear mother," said Miss Derek, bending forward. "It's just a trick, and they happened to pull... | A Passage To India |
"Mr. Mahmoud Ali will have to apologize in person," | Mr. Das | feelings have carried him away."<|quote|>"Mr. Mahmoud Ali will have to apologize in person,"</|quote|>the Magistrate said. "Exactly, sir, | of our client, and his feelings have carried him away."<|quote|>"Mr. Mahmoud Ali will have to apologize in person,"</|quote|>the Magistrate said. "Exactly, sir, he must. But we had | for the chant, Esmiss Esmoor, went on. Suddenly it stopped. It was as if the prayer had been heard, and the relics exhibited. "I apologize for my colleague," said Mr. Amritrao, rather to everyone's surprise. "He is an intimate friend of our client, and his feelings have carried him away."<|quote|>"Mr. Mahmoud Ali will ... | healthily than usual. Bending into the middle of her friends, she said: "Don't worry about me, I'm much better than I was; I don't feel the least faint; I shall be all right, and thank you all, thank you, thank you for your kindness." She had to shout her gratitude, for the chant, Esmiss Esmoor, went on. Suddenly it st... | said Miss Derek, bending forward. "It's just a trick, and they happened to pull it off. Now one sees why they had Mahmoud Ali just to make a scene on the chance. It is his speciality." But he disliked it more than he showed. It was revolting to hear his mother travestied into Esmiss Esmoor, a Hindu goddess. "Esmiss Esm... | shall exercise my authority." "Do so; this trial is a farce, I am going." And he handed his papers to Amritrao and left, calling from the door histrionically yet with intense passion, "Aziz, Aziz farewell for ever." The tumult increased, the invocation of Mrs. Moore continued, and people who did not know what the sylla... | for themselves. The prisoner is one of those individuals who have led a double life. I dare say his degeneracy gained upon him gradually. He has been very cunning at concealing, as is usual with the type, and pretending to be a respectable member of society, getting a Government position even. He is now entirely viciou... | Mr. Das; take back those words as you yourself are a father; tell me where they have put her, oh, Mrs. Moore. . . ." "If the point is of any interest, my mother should have reached Aden," said Ronny dryly; he ought not to have intervened, but the onslaught had startled him. "Imprisoned by you there because she knew the... | A Passage To India |
the Magistrate said. | No speaker | have to apologize in person,"<|quote|>the Magistrate said.</|quote|>"Exactly, sir, he must. But | away." "Mr. Mahmoud Ali will have to apologize in person,"<|quote|>the Magistrate said.</|quote|>"Exactly, sir, he must. But we had just learnt that | stopped. It was as if the prayer had been heard, and the relics exhibited. "I apologize for my colleague," said Mr. Amritrao, rather to everyone's surprise. "He is an intimate friend of our client, and his feelings have carried him away." "Mr. Mahmoud Ali will have to apologize in person,"<|quote|>the Magistrate said.<... | friends, she said: "Don't worry about me, I'm much better than I was; I don't feel the least faint; I shall be all right, and thank you all, thank you, thank you for your kindness." She had to shout her gratitude, for the chant, Esmiss Esmoor, went on. Suddenly it stopped. It was as if the prayer had been heard, and th... | and they happened to pull it off. Now one sees why they had Mahmoud Ali just to make a scene on the chance. It is his speciality." But he disliked it more than he showed. It was revolting to hear his mother travestied into Esmiss Esmoor, a Hindu goddess. "Esmiss Esmoor Esmiss Esmoor Esmiss Esmoor Esmiss Esmoor. . . ." ... | a farce, I am going." And he handed his papers to Amritrao and left, calling from the door histrionically yet with intense passion, "Aziz, Aziz farewell for ever." The tumult increased, the invocation of Mrs. Moore continued, and people who did not know what the syllables meant repeated them like a charm. They became I... | who have led a double life. I dare say his degeneracy gained upon him gradually. He has been very cunning at concealing, as is usual with the type, and pretending to be a respectable member of society, getting a Government position even. He is now entirely vicious and beyond redemption, I am afraid. He behaved most cru... | in your dear mother," said Miss Derek, bending forward. "It's just a trick, and they happened to pull it off. Now one sees why they had Mahmoud Ali just to make a scene on the chance. It is his speciality." But he disliked it more than he showed. It was revolting to hear his mother travestied into Esmiss Esmoor, a Hind... | A Passage To India |
He sat down. | No speaker | a witness by the police."<|quote|>He sat down.</|quote|>"An extraneous element is being | Mrs. Moore been claimed as a witness by the police."<|quote|>He sat down.</|quote|>"An extraneous element is being introduced into the case," said | country by her son before she could give it; and this unhinged Mr. Mahmoud Ali coming as it does upon an attempt to intimidate our only other European witness, Mr. Fielding. Mr. Mahmoud Ali would have said nothing had not Mrs. Moore been claimed as a witness by the police."<|quote|>He sat down.</|quote|>"An extraneous ... | intimate friend of our client, and his feelings have carried him away." "Mr. Mahmoud Ali will have to apologize in person," the Magistrate said. "Exactly, sir, he must. But we had just learnt that Mrs. Moore had important evidence which she desired to give. She was hurried out of the country by her son before she could... | don't mind it." "Well, that's good." She had spoken more naturally and healthily than usual. Bending into the middle of her friends, she said: "Don't worry about me, I'm much better than I was; I don't feel the least faint; I shall be all right, and thank you all, thank you, thank you for your kindness." She had to sho... | was powerless. "Unexpected," remarked Mr. Turton. Ronny furnished the explanation. Before she sailed, his mother had taken to talk about the Marabar in her sleep, especially in the afternoon when servants were on the verandah, and her disjointed remarks on Aziz had doubtless been sold to Mahmoud Ali for a few annas: th... | his crime, he crushed her into a cave among his servants. However, that is by the way." But his last words brought on another storm, and suddenly a new name, Mrs. Moore, burst on the court like a whirlwind. Mahmoud Ali had been enraged, his nerves snapped; he shrieked like a maniac, and asked whether his client was cha... | just to make a scene on the chance. It is his speciality." But he disliked it more than he showed. It was revolting to hear his mother travestied into Esmiss Esmoor, a Hindu goddess. "Esmiss Esmoor Esmiss Esmoor Esmiss Esmoor Esmiss Esmoor. . . ." "Ronny" "Yes, old girl?" "Isn't it all queer." "I'm afraid it's very ups... | A Passage To India |
"An extraneous element is being introduced into the case," | Mr. Das | the police." He sat down.<|quote|>"An extraneous element is being introduced into the case,"</|quote|>said the Magistrate. "I must | claimed as a witness by the police." He sat down.<|quote|>"An extraneous element is being introduced into the case,"</|quote|>said the Magistrate. "I must repeat that as a witness | son before she could give it; and this unhinged Mr. Mahmoud Ali coming as it does upon an attempt to intimidate our only other European witness, Mr. Fielding. Mr. Mahmoud Ali would have said nothing had not Mrs. Moore been claimed as a witness by the police." He sat down.<|quote|>"An extraneous element is being introdu... | our client, and his feelings have carried him away." "Mr. Mahmoud Ali will have to apologize in person," the Magistrate said. "Exactly, sir, he must. But we had just learnt that Mrs. Moore had important evidence which she desired to give. She was hurried out of the country by her son before she could give it; and this ... | "Well, that's good." She had spoken more naturally and healthily than usual. Bending into the middle of her friends, she said: "Don't worry about me, I'm much better than I was; I don't feel the least faint; I shall be all right, and thank you all, thank you, thank you for your kindness." She had to shout her gratitude... | remarked Mr. Turton. Ronny furnished the explanation. Before she sailed, his mother had taken to talk about the Marabar in her sleep, especially in the afternoon when servants were on the verandah, and her disjointed remarks on Aziz had doubtless been sold to Mahmoud Ali for a few annas: that kind of thing never ceases... | crushed her into a cave among his servants. However, that is by the way." But his last words brought on another storm, and suddenly a new name, Mrs. Moore, burst on the court like a whirlwind. Mahmoud Ali had been enraged, his nerves snapped; he shrieked like a maniac, and asked whether his client was charged with murd... | him. "Imprisoned by you there because she knew the truth." He was almost out of his mind, and could be heard saying above the tumult: "I ruin my career, no matter; we are all to be ruined one by one." "This is no way to defend your case," counselled the Magistrate. "I am not defending a case, nor are you trying one. We... | A Passage To India |
said the Magistrate. | No speaker | being introduced into the case,"<|quote|>said the Magistrate.</|quote|>"I must repeat that as | down. "An extraneous element is being introduced into the case,"<|quote|>said the Magistrate.</|quote|>"I must repeat that as a witness Mrs. Moore does | Mr. Mahmoud Ali coming as it does upon an attempt to intimidate our only other European witness, Mr. Fielding. Mr. Mahmoud Ali would have said nothing had not Mrs. Moore been claimed as a witness by the police." He sat down. "An extraneous element is being introduced into the case,"<|quote|>said the Magistrate.</|quote... | "Mr. Mahmoud Ali will have to apologize in person," the Magistrate said. "Exactly, sir, he must. But we had just learnt that Mrs. Moore had important evidence which she desired to give. She was hurried out of the country by her son before she could give it; and this unhinged Mr. Mahmoud Ali coming as it does upon an at... | healthily than usual. Bending into the middle of her friends, she said: "Don't worry about me, I'm much better than I was; I don't feel the least faint; I shall be all right, and thank you all, thank you, thank you for your kindness." She had to shout her gratitude, for the chant, Esmiss Esmoor, went on. Suddenly it st... | sailed, his mother had taken to talk about the Marabar in her sleep, especially in the afternoon when servants were on the verandah, and her disjointed remarks on Aziz had doubtless been sold to Mahmoud Ali for a few annas: that kind of thing never ceases in the East. "I thought they'd try something of the sort. Ingeni... | that is by the way." But his last words brought on another storm, and suddenly a new name, Mrs. Moore, burst on the court like a whirlwind. Mahmoud Ali had been enraged, his nerves snapped; he shrieked like a maniac, and asked whether his client was charged with murder as well as rape, and who was this second English l... | outside. In vain the Magistrate threatened and expelled. Until the magic exhausted itself, he was powerless. "Unexpected," remarked Mr. Turton. Ronny furnished the explanation. Before she sailed, his mother had taken to talk about the Marabar in her sleep, especially in the afternoon when servants were on the verandah,... | A Passage To India |
"I must repeat that as a witness Mrs. Moore does not exist. Neither you, Mr. Amritrao, nor, Mr. McBryde, you, have any right to surmise what that lady would have said. She is not here, and consequently she can say nothing." | Mr. Das | the case," said the Magistrate.<|quote|>"I must repeat that as a witness Mrs. Moore does not exist. Neither you, Mr. Amritrao, nor, Mr. McBryde, you, have any right to surmise what that lady would have said. She is not here, and consequently she can say nothing."</|quote|>"Well, I withdraw my reference," | element is being introduced into the case," said the Magistrate.<|quote|>"I must repeat that as a witness Mrs. Moore does not exist. Neither you, Mr. Amritrao, nor, Mr. McBryde, you, have any right to surmise what that lady would have said. She is not here, and consequently she can say nothing."</|quote|>"Well, I withd... | coming as it does upon an attempt to intimidate our only other European witness, Mr. Fielding. Mr. Mahmoud Ali would have said nothing had not Mrs. Moore been claimed as a witness by the police." He sat down. "An extraneous element is being introduced into the case," said the Magistrate.<|quote|>"I must repeat that as ... | will have to apologize in person," the Magistrate said. "Exactly, sir, he must. But we had just learnt that Mrs. Moore had important evidence which she desired to give. She was hurried out of the country by her son before she could give it; and this unhinged Mr. Mahmoud Ali coming as it does upon an attempt to intimida... | Bending into the middle of her friends, she said: "Don't worry about me, I'm much better than I was; I don't feel the least faint; I shall be all right, and thank you all, thank you, thank you for your kindness." She had to shout her gratitude, for the chant, Esmiss Esmoor, went on. Suddenly it stopped. It was as if th... | had taken to talk about the Marabar in her sleep, especially in the afternoon when servants were on the verandah, and her disjointed remarks on Aziz had doubtless been sold to Mahmoud Ali for a few annas: that kind of thing never ceases in the East. "I thought they'd try something of the sort. Ingenious." He looked int... | the way." But his last words brought on another storm, and suddenly a new name, Mrs. Moore, burst on the court like a whirlwind. Mahmoud Ali had been enraged, his nerves snapped; he shrieked like a maniac, and asked whether his client was charged with murder as well as rape, and who was this second English lady. "I don... | knew the truth." He was almost out of his mind, and could be heard saying above the tumult: "I ruin my career, no matter; we are all to be ruined one by one." "This is no way to defend your case," counselled the Magistrate. "I am not defending a case, nor are you trying one. We are both of us slaves." "Mr. Mahmoud Ali,... | A Passage To India |
"Well, I withdraw my reference," | Mr. Mcbryde | consequently she can say nothing."<|quote|>"Well, I withdraw my reference,"</|quote|>said the Superintendent wearily. "I | She is not here, and consequently she can say nothing."<|quote|>"Well, I withdraw my reference,"</|quote|>said the Superintendent wearily. "I would have done so fifteen | is being introduced into the case," said the Magistrate. "I must repeat that as a witness Mrs. Moore does not exist. Neither you, Mr. Amritrao, nor, Mr. McBryde, you, have any right to surmise what that lady would have said. She is not here, and consequently she can say nothing."<|quote|>"Well, I withdraw my reference,... | could give it; and this unhinged Mr. Mahmoud Ali coming as it does upon an attempt to intimidate our only other European witness, Mr. Fielding. Mr. Mahmoud Ali would have said nothing had not Mrs. Moore been claimed as a witness by the police." He sat down. "An extraneous element is being introduced into the case," sai... | She had to shout her gratitude, for the chant, Esmiss Esmoor, went on. Suddenly it stopped. It was as if the prayer had been heard, and the relics exhibited. "I apologize for my colleague," said Mr. Amritrao, rather to everyone's surprise. "He is an intimate friend of our client, and his feelings have carried him away.... | never ceases in the East. "I thought they'd try something of the sort. Ingenious." He looked into their wide-open mouths. "They get just like over their religion," he added calmly. "Start and can't stop. I'm sorry for your old Das, he's not getting much of a show." "Mr. Heaslop, how disgraceful dragging in your dear mo... | client was charged with murder as well as rape, and who was this second English lady. "I don't propose to call her." "You don't because you can't, you have smuggled her out of the country; she is Mrs. Moore, she would have proved his innocence, she was on our side, she was poor Indians' friend." "You could have called ... | itself, he was powerless. "Unexpected," remarked Mr. Turton. Ronny furnished the explanation. Before she sailed, his mother had taken to talk about the Marabar in her sleep, especially in the afternoon when servants were on the verandah, and her disjointed remarks on Aziz had doubtless been sold to Mahmoud Ali for a fe... | A Passage To India |
said the Superintendent wearily. | No speaker | "Well, I withdraw my reference,"<|quote|>said the Superintendent wearily.</|quote|>"I would have done so | consequently she can say nothing." "Well, I withdraw my reference,"<|quote|>said the Superintendent wearily.</|quote|>"I would have done so fifteen minutes ago if I | case," said the Magistrate. "I must repeat that as a witness Mrs. Moore does not exist. Neither you, Mr. Amritrao, nor, Mr. McBryde, you, have any right to surmise what that lady would have said. She is not here, and consequently she can say nothing." "Well, I withdraw my reference,"<|quote|>said the Superintendent wea... | unhinged Mr. Mahmoud Ali coming as it does upon an attempt to intimidate our only other European witness, Mr. Fielding. Mr. Mahmoud Ali would have said nothing had not Mrs. Moore been claimed as a witness by the police." He sat down. "An extraneous element is being introduced into the case," said the Magistrate. "I mus... | gratitude, for the chant, Esmiss Esmoor, went on. Suddenly it stopped. It was as if the prayer had been heard, and the relics exhibited. "I apologize for my colleague," said Mr. Amritrao, rather to everyone's surprise. "He is an intimate friend of our client, and his feelings have carried him away." "Mr. Mahmoud Ali wi... | "I thought they'd try something of the sort. Ingenious." He looked into their wide-open mouths. "They get just like over their religion," he added calmly. "Start and can't stop. I'm sorry for your old Das, he's not getting much of a show." "Mr. Heaslop, how disgraceful dragging in your dear mother," said Miss Derek, be... | as well as rape, and who was this second English lady. "I don't propose to call her." "You don't because you can't, you have smuggled her out of the country; she is Mrs. Moore, she would have proved his innocence, she was on our side, she was poor Indians' friend." "You could have called her yourself," cried the Magist... | why they had Mahmoud Ali just to make a scene on the chance. It is his speciality." But he disliked it more than he showed. It was revolting to hear his mother travestied into Esmiss Esmoor, a Hindu goddess. "Esmiss Esmoor Esmiss Esmoor Esmiss Esmoor Esmiss Esmoor. . . ." "Ronny" "Yes, old girl?" "Isn't it all queer." ... | A Passage To India |
"I would have done so fifteen minutes ago if I had been given the chance. She is not of the least importance to me." | Mr. Mcbryde | reference," said the Superintendent wearily.<|quote|>"I would have done so fifteen minutes ago if I had been given the chance. She is not of the least importance to me."</|quote|>"I have already withdrawn it | nothing." "Well, I withdraw my reference," said the Superintendent wearily.<|quote|>"I would have done so fifteen minutes ago if I had been given the chance. She is not of the least importance to me."</|quote|>"I have already withdrawn it for the defence." He added | "I must repeat that as a witness Mrs. Moore does not exist. Neither you, Mr. Amritrao, nor, Mr. McBryde, you, have any right to surmise what that lady would have said. She is not here, and consequently she can say nothing." "Well, I withdraw my reference," said the Superintendent wearily.<|quote|>"I would have done so ... | coming as it does upon an attempt to intimidate our only other European witness, Mr. Fielding. Mr. Mahmoud Ali would have said nothing had not Mrs. Moore been claimed as a witness by the police." He sat down. "An extraneous element is being introduced into the case," said the Magistrate. "I must repeat that as a witnes... | Esmiss Esmoor, went on. Suddenly it stopped. It was as if the prayer had been heard, and the relics exhibited. "I apologize for my colleague," said Mr. Amritrao, rather to everyone's surprise. "He is an intimate friend of our client, and his feelings have carried him away." "Mr. Mahmoud Ali will have to apologize in pe... | something of the sort. Ingenious." He looked into their wide-open mouths. "They get just like over their religion," he added calmly. "Start and can't stop. I'm sorry for your old Das, he's not getting much of a show." "Mr. Heaslop, how disgraceful dragging in your dear mother," said Miss Derek, bending forward. "It's j... | and who was this second English lady. "I don't propose to call her." "You don't because you can't, you have smuggled her out of the country; she is Mrs. Moore, she would have proved his innocence, she was on our side, she was poor Indians' friend." "You could have called her yourself," cried the Magistrate. "Neither si... | feel the least faint; I shall be all right, and thank you all, thank you, thank you for your kindness." She had to shout her gratitude, for the chant, Esmiss Esmoor, went on. Suddenly it stopped. It was as if the prayer had been heard, and the relics exhibited. "I apologize for my colleague," said Mr. Amritrao, rather ... | A Passage To India |
He added with forensic humour: | No speaker | withdrawn it for the defence."<|quote|>He added with forensic humour:</|quote|>"Perhaps you can persuade the | to me." "I have already withdrawn it for the defence."<|quote|>He added with forensic humour:</|quote|>"Perhaps you can persuade the gentlemen outside to withdraw it | is not here, and consequently she can say nothing." "Well, I withdraw my reference," said the Superintendent wearily. "I would have done so fifteen minutes ago if I had been given the chance. She is not of the least importance to me." "I have already withdrawn it for the defence."<|quote|>He added with forensic humour:... | by the police." He sat down. "An extraneous element is being introduced into the case," said the Magistrate. "I must repeat that as a witness Mrs. Moore does not exist. Neither you, Mr. Amritrao, nor, Mr. McBryde, you, have any right to surmise what that lady would have said. She is not here, and consequently she can s... | "He is an intimate friend of our client, and his feelings have carried him away." "Mr. Mahmoud Ali will have to apologize in person," the Magistrate said. "Exactly, sir, he must. But we had just learnt that Mrs. Moore had important evidence which she desired to give. She was hurried out of the country by her son before... | not getting much of a show." "Mr. Heaslop, how disgraceful dragging in your dear mother," said Miss Derek, bending forward. "It's just a trick, and they happened to pull it off. Now one sees why they had Mahmoud Ali just to make a scene on the chance. It is his speciality." But he disliked it more than he showed. It wa... | have proved his innocence, she was on our side, she was poor Indians' friend." "You could have called her yourself," cried the Magistrate. "Neither side called her, neither must quote her as evidence." "She was kept from us until too late I learn too late this is English justice, here is your British Raj. Give us back ... | door histrionically yet with intense passion, "Aziz, Aziz farewell for ever." The tumult increased, the invocation of Mrs. Moore continued, and people who did not know what the syllables meant repeated them like a charm. They became Indianized into Esmiss Esmoor, they were taken up in the street outside. In vain the Ma... | A Passage To India |
for the refrain in the street continued. | No speaker | outside to withdraw it too,"<|quote|>for the refrain in the street continued.</|quote|>"I am afraid my powers | you can persuade the gentlemen outside to withdraw it too,"<|quote|>for the refrain in the street continued.</|quote|>"I am afraid my powers do not extend so far," | Superintendent wearily. "I would have done so fifteen minutes ago if I had been given the chance. She is not of the least importance to me." "I have already withdrawn it for the defence." He added with forensic humour: "Perhaps you can persuade the gentlemen outside to withdraw it too,"<|quote|>for the refrain in the s... | the Magistrate. "I must repeat that as a witness Mrs. Moore does not exist. Neither you, Mr. Amritrao, nor, Mr. McBryde, you, have any right to surmise what that lady would have said. She is not here, and consequently she can say nothing." "Well, I withdraw my reference," said the Superintendent wearily. "I would have ... | Mahmoud Ali will have to apologize in person," the Magistrate said. "Exactly, sir, he must. But we had just learnt that Mrs. Moore had important evidence which she desired to give. She was hurried out of the country by her son before she could give it; and this unhinged Mr. Mahmoud Ali coming as it does upon an attempt... | Miss Derek, bending forward. "It's just a trick, and they happened to pull it off. Now one sees why they had Mahmoud Ali just to make a scene on the chance. It is his speciality." But he disliked it more than he showed. It was revolting to hear his mother travestied into Esmiss Esmoor, a Hindu goddess. "Esmiss Esmoor E... | have called her yourself," cried the Magistrate. "Neither side called her, neither must quote her as evidence." "She was kept from us until too late I learn too late this is English justice, here is your British Raj. Give us back Mrs. Moore for five minutes only, and she will save my friend, she will save the name of h... | Esmiss Esmoor. . . ." "Ronny" "Yes, old girl?" "Isn't it all queer." "I'm afraid it's very upsetting for you." "Not the least. I don't mind it." "Well, that's good." She had spoken more naturally and healthily than usual. Bending into the middle of her friends, she said: "Don't worry about me, I'm much better than I wa... | A Passage To India |
"I am afraid my powers do not extend so far," | Mr. Das | refrain in the street continued.<|quote|>"I am afraid my powers do not extend so far,"</|quote|>said Das, smiling. So peace | withdraw it too," for the refrain in the street continued.<|quote|>"I am afraid my powers do not extend so far,"</|quote|>said Das, smiling. So peace was restored, and when Adela | fifteen minutes ago if I had been given the chance. She is not of the least importance to me." "I have already withdrawn it for the defence." He added with forensic humour: "Perhaps you can persuade the gentlemen outside to withdraw it too," for the refrain in the street continued.<|quote|>"I am afraid my powers do not... | a witness Mrs. Moore does not exist. Neither you, Mr. Amritrao, nor, Mr. McBryde, you, have any right to surmise what that lady would have said. She is not here, and consequently she can say nothing." "Well, I withdraw my reference," said the Superintendent wearily. "I would have done so fifteen minutes ago if I had be... | person," the Magistrate said. "Exactly, sir, he must. But we had just learnt that Mrs. Moore had important evidence which she desired to give. She was hurried out of the country by her son before she could give it; and this unhinged Mr. Mahmoud Ali coming as it does upon an attempt to intimidate our only other European... | trick, and they happened to pull it off. Now one sees why they had Mahmoud Ali just to make a scene on the chance. It is his speciality." But he disliked it more than he showed. It was revolting to hear his mother travestied into Esmiss Esmoor, a Hindu goddess. "Esmiss Esmoor Esmiss Esmoor Esmiss Esmoor Esmiss Esmoor. ... | "Neither side called her, neither must quote her as evidence." "She was kept from us until too late I learn too late this is English justice, here is your British Raj. Give us back Mrs. Moore for five minutes only, and she will save my friend, she will save the name of his sons; don't rule her out, Mr. Das; take back t... | "Esmiss Esmoor Esmiss Esmoor Esmiss Esmoor Esmiss Esmoor. . . ." "Ronny" "Yes, old girl?" "Isn't it all queer." "I'm afraid it's very upsetting for you." "Not the least. I don't mind it." "Well, that's good." She had spoken more naturally and healthily than usual. Bending into the middle of her friends, she said: "Don'... | A Passage To India |
said Das, smiling. So peace was restored, and when Adela came to give her evidence the atmosphere was quieter than it had been since the beginning of the trial. Experts were not surprised. There is no stay in your native. He blazes up over a minor point, and has nothing left for the crisis. What he seeks is a grievance... | No speaker | do not extend so far,"<|quote|>said Das, smiling. So peace was restored, and when Adela came to give her evidence the atmosphere was quieter than it had been since the beginning of the trial. Experts were not surprised. There is no stay in your native. He blazes up over a minor point, and has nothing left for the crisi... | "I am afraid my powers do not extend so far,"<|quote|>said Das, smiling. So peace was restored, and when Adela came to give her evidence the atmosphere was quieter than it had been since the beginning of the trial. Experts were not surprised. There is no stay in your native. He blazes up over a minor point, and has not... | She is not of the least importance to me." "I have already withdrawn it for the defence." He added with forensic humour: "Perhaps you can persuade the gentlemen outside to withdraw it too," for the refrain in the street continued. "I am afraid my powers do not extend so far,"<|quote|>said Das, smiling. So peace was res... | Amritrao, nor, Mr. McBryde, you, have any right to surmise what that lady would have said. She is not here, and consequently she can say nothing." "Well, I withdraw my reference," said the Superintendent wearily. "I would have done so fifteen minutes ago if I had been given the chance. She is not of the least importanc... | had just learnt that Mrs. Moore had important evidence which she desired to give. She was hurried out of the country by her son before she could give it; and this unhinged Mr. Mahmoud Ali coming as it does upon an attempt to intimidate our only other European witness, Mr. Fielding. Mr. Mahmoud Ali would have said nothi... | sees why they had Mahmoud Ali just to make a scene on the chance. It is his speciality." But he disliked it more than he showed. It was revolting to hear his mother travestied into Esmiss Esmoor, a Hindu goddess. "Esmiss Esmoor Esmiss Esmoor Esmiss Esmoor Esmiss Esmoor. . . ." "Ronny" "Yes, old girl?" "Isn't it all que... | "She was kept from us until too late I learn too late this is English justice, here is your British Raj. Give us back Mrs. Moore for five minutes only, and she will save my friend, she will save the name of his sons; don't rule her out, Mr. Das; take back those words as you yourself are a father; tell me where they hav... | disgraceful dragging in your dear mother," said Miss Derek, bending forward. "It's just a trick, and they happened to pull it off. Now one sees why they had Mahmoud Ali just to make a scene on the chance. It is his speciality." But he disliked it more than he showed. It was revolting to hear his mother travestied into ... | A Passage To India |
". . . the prisoner and the guide took you on to the Kawa Dol, no one else being present?" | Mr. Mcbryde | her on. . . .<|quote|>". . . the prisoner and the guide took you on to the Kawa Dol, no one else being present?"</|quote|>"The most wonderfully shaped of | the punkah behind her wafted her on. . . .<|quote|>". . . the prisoner and the guide took you on to the Kawa Dol, no one else being present?"</|quote|>"The most wonderfully shaped of those hills. Yes." As she | yes, Mrs. Moore had been tired after the first cave and sat in the shadow of a great rock, near the dried-up mud. Smoothly the voice in the distance proceeded, leading along the paths of truth, and the airs from the punkah behind her wafted her on. . . .<|quote|>". . . the prisoner and the guide took you on to the Kawa... | she entered, and a match was reflected in the polished walls all beautiful and significant, though she had been blind to it at the time. Questions were asked, and to each she found the exact reply; yes, she had noticed the "Tank of the Dagger," but not known its name; yes, Mrs. Moore had been tired after the first cave... | and unknown sensation protected her, like magnificent armour. She didn't think what had happened, or even remember in the ordinary way of memory, but she returned to the Marabar Hills, and spoke from them across a sort of darkness to Mr. McBryde. The fatal day recurred, in every detail, but now she was of it and not of... | up over a minor point, and has nothing left for the crisis. What he seeks is a grievance, and this he had found in the supposed abduction of an old lady. He would now be less aggrieved when Aziz was deported. But the crisis was still to come. Adela had always meant to tell the truth and nothing but the truth, and she h... | Esmiss Esmoor Esmiss Esmoor Esmiss Esmoor. . . ." "Ronny" "Yes, old girl?" "Isn't it all queer." "I'm afraid it's very upsetting for you." "Not the least. I don't mind it." "Well, that's good." She had spoken more naturally and healthily than usual. Bending into the middle of her friends, she said: "Don't worry about m... | minutes ago if I had been given the chance. She is not of the least importance to me." "I have already withdrawn it for the defence." He added with forensic humour: "Perhaps you can persuade the gentlemen outside to withdraw it too," for the refrain in the street continued. "I am afraid my powers do not extend so far,"... | A Passage To India |
"The most wonderfully shaped of those hills. Yes." | Adela Quested | no one else being present?"<|quote|>"The most wonderfully shaped of those hills. Yes."</|quote|>As she spoke, she created | on to the Kawa Dol, no one else being present?"<|quote|>"The most wonderfully shaped of those hills. Yes."</|quote|>As she spoke, she created the Kawa Dol, saw the | the dried-up mud. Smoothly the voice in the distance proceeded, leading along the paths of truth, and the airs from the punkah behind her wafted her on. . . . ". . . the prisoner and the guide took you on to the Kawa Dol, no one else being present?"<|quote|>"The most wonderfully shaped of those hills. Yes."</|quote|>As... | to it at the time. Questions were asked, and to each she found the exact reply; yes, she had noticed the "Tank of the Dagger," but not known its name; yes, Mrs. Moore had been tired after the first cave and sat in the shadow of a great rock, near the dried-up mud. Smoothly the voice in the distance proceeded, leading a... | way of memory, but she returned to the Marabar Hills, and spoke from them across a sort of darkness to Mr. McBryde. The fatal day recurred, in every detail, but now she was of it and not of it at the same time, and this double relation gave it indescribable splendour. Why had she thought the expedition "dull"? Now the ... | he had found in the supposed abduction of an old lady. He would now be less aggrieved when Aziz was deported. But the crisis was still to come. Adela had always meant to tell the truth and nothing but the truth, and she had rehearsed this as a difficult task difficult, because her disaster in the cave was connected, th... | very upsetting for you." "Not the least. I don't mind it." "Well, that's good." She had spoken more naturally and healthily than usual. Bending into the middle of her friends, she said: "Don't worry about me, I'm much better than I was; I don't feel the least faint; I shall be all right, and thank you all, thank you, t... | nothing but the truth, and she had rehearsed this as a difficult task difficult, because her disaster in the cave was connected, though by a thread, with another part of her life, her engagement to Ronny. She had thought of love just before she went in, and had innocently asked Aziz what marriage was like, and she supp... | A Passage To India |
As she spoke, she created the Kawa Dol, saw the niches up the curve of the stone, and felt the heat strike her face. And something caused her to add: | No speaker | shaped of those hills. Yes."<|quote|>As she spoke, she created the Kawa Dol, saw the niches up the curve of the stone, and felt the heat strike her face. And something caused her to add:</|quote|>"No one else was present | being present?" "The most wonderfully shaped of those hills. Yes."<|quote|>As she spoke, she created the Kawa Dol, saw the niches up the curve of the stone, and felt the heat strike her face. And something caused her to add:</|quote|>"No one else was present to my knowledge. We appeared | distance proceeded, leading along the paths of truth, and the airs from the punkah behind her wafted her on. . . . ". . . the prisoner and the guide took you on to the Kawa Dol, no one else being present?" "The most wonderfully shaped of those hills. Yes."<|quote|>As she spoke, she created the Kawa Dol, saw the niches ... | and to each she found the exact reply; yes, she had noticed the "Tank of the Dagger," but not known its name; yes, Mrs. Moore had been tired after the first cave and sat in the shadow of a great rock, near the dried-up mud. Smoothly the voice in the distance proceeded, leading along the paths of truth, and the airs fro... | Marabar Hills, and spoke from them across a sort of darkness to Mr. McBryde. The fatal day recurred, in every detail, but now she was of it and not of it at the same time, and this double relation gave it indescribable splendour. Why had she thought the expedition "dull"? Now the sun rose again, the elephant waited, th... | an old lady. He would now be less aggrieved when Aziz was deported. But the crisis was still to come. Adela had always meant to tell the truth and nothing but the truth, and she had rehearsed this as a difficult task difficult, because her disaster in the cave was connected, though by a thread, with another part of her... | don't mind it." "Well, that's good." She had spoken more naturally and healthily than usual. Bending into the middle of her friends, she said: "Don't worry about me, I'm much better than I was; I don't feel the least faint; I shall be all right, and thank you all, thank you, thank you for your kindness." She had to sho... | for the crisis. What he seeks is a grievance, and this he had found in the supposed abduction of an old lady. He would now be less aggrieved when Aziz was deported. But the crisis was still to come. Adela had always meant to tell the truth and nothing but the truth, and she had rehearsed this as a difficult task diffic... | A Passage To India |
"No one else was present to my knowledge. We appeared to be alone." | Adela Quested | something caused her to add:<|quote|>"No one else was present to my knowledge. We appeared to be alone."</|quote|>"Very well, there is a | heat strike her face. And something caused her to add:<|quote|>"No one else was present to my knowledge. We appeared to be alone."</|quote|>"Very well, there is a ledge half-way up the hill, | took you on to the Kawa Dol, no one else being present?" "The most wonderfully shaped of those hills. Yes." As she spoke, she created the Kawa Dol, saw the niches up the curve of the stone, and felt the heat strike her face. And something caused her to add:<|quote|>"No one else was present to my knowledge. We appeared ... | first cave and sat in the shadow of a great rock, near the dried-up mud. Smoothly the voice in the distance proceeded, leading along the paths of truth, and the airs from the punkah behind her wafted her on. . . . ". . . the prisoner and the guide took you on to the Kawa Dol, no one else being present?" "The most wonde... | it at the same time, and this double relation gave it indescribable splendour. Why had she thought the expedition "dull"? Now the sun rose again, the elephant waited, the pale masses of the rock flowed round her and presented the first cave; she entered, and a match was reflected in the polished walls all beautiful and... | but the truth, and she had rehearsed this as a difficult task difficult, because her disaster in the cave was connected, though by a thread, with another part of her life, her engagement to Ronny. She had thought of love just before she went in, and had innocently asked Aziz what marriage was like, and she supposed tha... | better than I was; I don't feel the least faint; I shall be all right, and thank you all, thank you, thank you for your kindness." She had to shout her gratitude, for the chant, Esmiss Esmoor, went on. Suddenly it stopped. It was as if the prayer had been heard, and the relics exhibited. "I apologize for my colleague,"... | life, her engagement to Ronny. She had thought of love just before she went in, and had innocently asked Aziz what marriage was like, and she supposed that her question had roused evil in him. To recount this would have been incredibly painful, it was the one point she wanted to keep obscure; she was willing to give de... | A Passage To India |
"Very well, there is a ledge half-way up the hill, or broken ground rather, with caves scattered near the beginning of a nullah." | Mr. Mcbryde | We appeared to be alone."<|quote|>"Very well, there is a ledge half-way up the hill, or broken ground rather, with caves scattered near the beginning of a nullah."</|quote|>"I know where you mean." | was present to my knowledge. We appeared to be alone."<|quote|>"Very well, there is a ledge half-way up the hill, or broken ground rather, with caves scattered near the beginning of a nullah."</|quote|>"I know where you mean." "You went alone into one | most wonderfully shaped of those hills. Yes." As she spoke, she created the Kawa Dol, saw the niches up the curve of the stone, and felt the heat strike her face. And something caused her to add: "No one else was present to my knowledge. We appeared to be alone."<|quote|>"Very well, there is a ledge half-way up the hil... | dried-up mud. Smoothly the voice in the distance proceeded, leading along the paths of truth, and the airs from the punkah behind her wafted her on. . . . ". . . the prisoner and the guide took you on to the Kawa Dol, no one else being present?" "The most wonderfully shaped of those hills. Yes." As she spoke, she creat... | Why had she thought the expedition "dull"? Now the sun rose again, the elephant waited, the pale masses of the rock flowed round her and presented the first cave; she entered, and a match was reflected in the polished walls all beautiful and significant, though she had been blind to it at the time. Questions were asked... | because her disaster in the cave was connected, though by a thread, with another part of her life, her engagement to Ronny. She had thought of love just before she went in, and had innocently asked Aziz what marriage was like, and she supposed that her question had roused evil in him. To recount this would have been in... | all right, and thank you all, thank you, thank you for your kindness." She had to shout her gratitude, for the chant, Esmiss Esmoor, went on. Suddenly it stopped. It was as if the prayer had been heard, and the relics exhibited. "I apologize for my colleague," said Mr. Amritrao, rather to everyone's surprise. "He is an... | in every detail, but now she was of it and not of it at the same time, and this double relation gave it indescribable splendour. Why had she thought the expedition "dull"? Now the sun rose again, the elephant waited, the pale masses of the rock flowed round her and presented the first cave; she entered, and a match was... | A Passage To India |
"I know where you mean." | Adela Quested | the beginning of a nullah."<|quote|>"I know where you mean."</|quote|>"You went alone into one | rather, with caves scattered near the beginning of a nullah."<|quote|>"I know where you mean."</|quote|>"You went alone into one of those caves?" "That is | stone, and felt the heat strike her face. And something caused her to add: "No one else was present to my knowledge. We appeared to be alone." "Very well, there is a ledge half-way up the hill, or broken ground rather, with caves scattered near the beginning of a nullah."<|quote|>"I know where you mean."</|quote|>"You ... | wafted her on. . . . ". . . the prisoner and the guide took you on to the Kawa Dol, no one else being present?" "The most wonderfully shaped of those hills. Yes." As she spoke, she created the Kawa Dol, saw the niches up the curve of the stone, and felt the heat strike her face. And something caused her to add: "No one... | her and presented the first cave; she entered, and a match was reflected in the polished walls all beautiful and significant, though she had been blind to it at the time. Questions were asked, and to each she found the exact reply; yes, she had noticed the "Tank of the Dagger," but not known its name; yes, Mrs. Moore h... | had thought of love just before she went in, and had innocently asked Aziz what marriage was like, and she supposed that her question had roused evil in him. To recount this would have been incredibly painful, it was the one point she wanted to keep obscure; she was willing to give details that would have distressed ot... | Esmoor, went on. Suddenly it stopped. It was as if the prayer had been heard, and the relics exhibited. "I apologize for my colleague," said Mr. Amritrao, rather to everyone's surprise. "He is an intimate friend of our client, and his feelings have carried him away." "Mr. Mahmoud Ali will have to apologize in person," ... | her, like magnificent armour. She didn't think what had happened, or even remember in the ordinary way of memory, but she returned to the Marabar Hills, and spoke from them across a sort of darkness to Mr. McBryde. The fatal day recurred, in every detail, but now she was of it and not of it at the same time, and this d... | A Passage To India |
"You went alone into one of those caves?" | Mr. Mcbryde | "I know where you mean."<|quote|>"You went alone into one of those caves?"</|quote|>"That is quite correct." "And | the beginning of a nullah." "I know where you mean."<|quote|>"You went alone into one of those caves?"</|quote|>"That is quite correct." "And the prisoner followed you." "Now | strike her face. And something caused her to add: "No one else was present to my knowledge. We appeared to be alone." "Very well, there is a ledge half-way up the hill, or broken ground rather, with caves scattered near the beginning of a nullah." "I know where you mean."<|quote|>"You went alone into one of those caves... | . ". . . the prisoner and the guide took you on to the Kawa Dol, no one else being present?" "The most wonderfully shaped of those hills. Yes." As she spoke, she created the Kawa Dol, saw the niches up the curve of the stone, and felt the heat strike her face. And something caused her to add: "No one else was present t... | cave; she entered, and a match was reflected in the polished walls all beautiful and significant, though she had been blind to it at the time. Questions were asked, and to each she found the exact reply; yes, she had noticed the "Tank of the Dagger," but not known its name; yes, Mrs. Moore had been tired after the firs... | before she went in, and had innocently asked Aziz what marriage was like, and she supposed that her question had roused evil in him. To recount this would have been incredibly painful, it was the one point she wanted to keep obscure; she was willing to give details that would have distressed other girls, but this story... | stopped. It was as if the prayer had been heard, and the relics exhibited. "I apologize for my colleague," said Mr. Amritrao, rather to everyone's surprise. "He is an intimate friend of our client, and his feelings have carried him away." "Mr. Mahmoud Ali will have to apologize in person," the Magistrate said. "Exactly... | to, and she dreaded being examined in public in case something came out. But as soon as she rose to reply, and heard the sound of her own voice, she feared not even that. A new and unknown sensation protected her, like magnificent armour. She didn't think what had happened, or even remember in the ordinary way of memor... | A Passage To India |
"That is quite correct." | Adela Quested | into one of those caves?"<|quote|>"That is quite correct."</|quote|>"And the prisoner followed you." | you mean." "You went alone into one of those caves?"<|quote|>"That is quite correct."</|quote|>"And the prisoner followed you." "Now we've got 'im," from | add: "No one else was present to my knowledge. We appeared to be alone." "Very well, there is a ledge half-way up the hill, or broken ground rather, with caves scattered near the beginning of a nullah." "I know where you mean." "You went alone into one of those caves?"<|quote|>"That is quite correct."</|quote|>"And the... | guide took you on to the Kawa Dol, no one else being present?" "The most wonderfully shaped of those hills. Yes." As she spoke, she created the Kawa Dol, saw the niches up the curve of the stone, and felt the heat strike her face. And something caused her to add: "No one else was present to my knowledge. We appeared to... | in the polished walls all beautiful and significant, though she had been blind to it at the time. Questions were asked, and to each she found the exact reply; yes, she had noticed the "Tank of the Dagger," but not known its name; yes, Mrs. Moore had been tired after the first cave and sat in the shadow of a great rock,... | Aziz what marriage was like, and she supposed that her question had roused evil in him. To recount this would have been incredibly painful, it was the one point she wanted to keep obscure; she was willing to give details that would have distressed other girls, but this story of her private failure she dared not allude ... | been heard, and the relics exhibited. "I apologize for my colleague," said Mr. Amritrao, rather to everyone's surprise. "He is an intimate friend of our client, and his feelings have carried him away." "Mr. Mahmoud Ali will have to apologize in person," the Magistrate said. "Exactly, sir, he must. But we had just learn... | and this he had found in the supposed abduction of an old lady. He would now be less aggrieved when Aziz was deported. But the crisis was still to come. Adela had always meant to tell the truth and nothing but the truth, and she had rehearsed this as a difficult task difficult, because her disaster in the cave was conn... | A Passage To India |
"And the prisoner followed you." | Mr. Mcbryde | caves?" "That is quite correct."<|quote|>"And the prisoner followed you."</|quote|>"Now we've got 'im," from | alone into one of those caves?" "That is quite correct."<|quote|>"And the prisoner followed you."</|quote|>"Now we've got 'im," from the Major. She was silent. | was present to my knowledge. We appeared to be alone." "Very well, there is a ledge half-way up the hill, or broken ground rather, with caves scattered near the beginning of a nullah." "I know where you mean." "You went alone into one of those caves?" "That is quite correct."<|quote|>"And the prisoner followed you."</|... | to the Kawa Dol, no one else being present?" "The most wonderfully shaped of those hills. Yes." As she spoke, she created the Kawa Dol, saw the niches up the curve of the stone, and felt the heat strike her face. And something caused her to add: "No one else was present to my knowledge. We appeared to be alone." "Very ... | all beautiful and significant, though she had been blind to it at the time. Questions were asked, and to each she found the exact reply; yes, she had noticed the "Tank of the Dagger," but not known its name; yes, Mrs. Moore had been tired after the first cave and sat in the shadow of a great rock, near the dried-up mud... | like, and she supposed that her question had roused evil in him. To recount this would have been incredibly painful, it was the one point she wanted to keep obscure; she was willing to give details that would have distressed other girls, but this story of her private failure she dared not allude to, and she dreaded bei... | relics exhibited. "I apologize for my colleague," said Mr. Amritrao, rather to everyone's surprise. "He is an intimate friend of our client, and his feelings have carried him away." "Mr. Mahmoud Ali will have to apologize in person," the Magistrate said. "Exactly, sir, he must. But we had just learnt that Mrs. Moore ha... | her evidence the atmosphere was quieter than it had been since the beginning of the trial. Experts were not surprised. There is no stay in your native. He blazes up over a minor point, and has nothing left for the crisis. What he seeks is a grievance, and this he had found in the supposed abduction of an old lady. He w... | A Passage To India |
"Now we've got 'im," | Major Callendar | "And the prisoner followed you."<|quote|>"Now we've got 'im,"</|quote|>from the Major. She was | caves?" "That is quite correct." "And the prisoner followed you."<|quote|>"Now we've got 'im,"</|quote|>from the Major. She was silent. The court, the place | We appeared to be alone." "Very well, there is a ledge half-way up the hill, or broken ground rather, with caves scattered near the beginning of a nullah." "I know where you mean." "You went alone into one of those caves?" "That is quite correct." "And the prisoner followed you."<|quote|>"Now we've got 'im,"</|quote|>f... | one else being present?" "The most wonderfully shaped of those hills. Yes." As she spoke, she created the Kawa Dol, saw the niches up the curve of the stone, and felt the heat strike her face. And something caused her to add: "No one else was present to my knowledge. We appeared to be alone." "Very well, there is a led... | she had been blind to it at the time. Questions were asked, and to each she found the exact reply; yes, she had noticed the "Tank of the Dagger," but not known its name; yes, Mrs. Moore had been tired after the first cave and sat in the shadow of a great rock, near the dried-up mud. Smoothly the voice in the distance p... | her question had roused evil in him. To recount this would have been incredibly painful, it was the one point she wanted to keep obscure; she was willing to give details that would have distressed other girls, but this story of her private failure she dared not allude to, and she dreaded being examined in public in cas... | my colleague," said Mr. Amritrao, rather to everyone's surprise. "He is an intimate friend of our client, and his feelings have carried him away." "Mr. Mahmoud Ali will have to apologize in person," the Magistrate said. "Exactly, sir, he must. But we had just learnt that Mrs. Moore had important evidence which she desi... | blazes up over a minor point, and has nothing left for the crisis. What he seeks is a grievance, and this he had found in the supposed abduction of an old lady. He would now be less aggrieved when Aziz was deported. But the crisis was still to come. Adela had always meant to tell the truth and nothing but the truth, an... | A Passage To India |
from the Major. She was silent. The court, the place of question, awaited her reply. But she could not give it until Aziz entered the place of answer. | No speaker | you." "Now we've got 'im,"<|quote|>from the Major. She was silent. The court, the place of question, awaited her reply. But she could not give it until Aziz entered the place of answer.</|quote|>"The prisoner followed you, didn't | correct." "And the prisoner followed you." "Now we've got 'im,"<|quote|>from the Major. She was silent. The court, the place of question, awaited her reply. But she could not give it until Aziz entered the place of answer.</|quote|>"The prisoner followed you, didn't he?" he repeated in the | alone." "Very well, there is a ledge half-way up the hill, or broken ground rather, with caves scattered near the beginning of a nullah." "I know where you mean." "You went alone into one of those caves?" "That is quite correct." "And the prisoner followed you." "Now we've got 'im,"<|quote|>from the Major. She was sile... | "The most wonderfully shaped of those hills. Yes." As she spoke, she created the Kawa Dol, saw the niches up the curve of the stone, and felt the heat strike her face. And something caused her to add: "No one else was present to my knowledge. We appeared to be alone." "Very well, there is a ledge half-way up the hill, ... | to it at the time. Questions were asked, and to each she found the exact reply; yes, she had noticed the "Tank of the Dagger," but not known its name; yes, Mrs. Moore had been tired after the first cave and sat in the shadow of a great rock, near the dried-up mud. Smoothly the voice in the distance proceeded, leading a... | evil in him. To recount this would have been incredibly painful, it was the one point she wanted to keep obscure; she was willing to give details that would have distressed other girls, but this story of her private failure she dared not allude to, and she dreaded being examined in public in case something came out. Bu... | Amritrao, rather to everyone's surprise. "He is an intimate friend of our client, and his feelings have carried him away." "Mr. Mahmoud Ali will have to apologize in person," the Magistrate said. "Exactly, sir, he must. But we had just learnt that Mrs. Moore had important evidence which she desired to give. She was hur... | my powers do not extend so far," said Das, smiling. So peace was restored, and when Adela came to give her evidence the atmosphere was quieter than it had been since the beginning of the trial. Experts were not surprised. There is no stay in your native. He blazes up over a minor point, and has nothing left for the cri... | A Passage To India |
"The prisoner followed you, didn't he?" | Mr. Mcbryde | entered the place of answer.<|quote|>"The prisoner followed you, didn't he?"</|quote|>he repeated in the monotonous | not give it until Aziz entered the place of answer.<|quote|>"The prisoner followed you, didn't he?"</|quote|>he repeated in the monotonous tones that they both used; | mean." "You went alone into one of those caves?" "That is quite correct." "And the prisoner followed you." "Now we've got 'im," from the Major. She was silent. The court, the place of question, awaited her reply. But she could not give it until Aziz entered the place of answer.<|quote|>"The prisoner followed you, didn'... | heat strike her face. And something caused her to add: "No one else was present to my knowledge. We appeared to be alone." "Very well, there is a ledge half-way up the hill, or broken ground rather, with caves scattered near the beginning of a nullah." "I know where you mean." "You went alone into one of those caves?" ... | its name; yes, Mrs. Moore had been tired after the first cave and sat in the shadow of a great rock, near the dried-up mud. Smoothly the voice in the distance proceeded, leading along the paths of truth, and the airs from the punkah behind her wafted her on. . . . ". . . the prisoner and the guide took you on to the Ka... | would have distressed other girls, but this story of her private failure she dared not allude to, and she dreaded being examined in public in case something came out. But as soon as she rose to reply, and heard the sound of her own voice, she feared not even that. A new and unknown sensation protected her, like magnifi... | person," the Magistrate said. "Exactly, sir, he must. But we had just learnt that Mrs. Moore had important evidence which she desired to give. She was hurried out of the country by her son before she could give it; and this unhinged Mr. Mahmoud Ali coming as it does upon an attempt to intimidate our only other European... | "Tank of the Dagger," but not known its name; yes, Mrs. Moore had been tired after the first cave and sat in the shadow of a great rock, near the dried-up mud. Smoothly the voice in the distance proceeded, leading along the paths of truth, and the airs from the punkah behind her wafted her on. . . . ". . . the prisoner... | A Passage To India |
he repeated in the monotonous tones that they both used; they were employing agreed words throughout, so that this part of the proceedings held no surprises. | No speaker | prisoner followed you, didn't he?"<|quote|>he repeated in the monotonous tones that they both used; they were employing agreed words throughout, so that this part of the proceedings held no surprises.</|quote|>"May I have half a | the place of answer. "The prisoner followed you, didn't he?"<|quote|>he repeated in the monotonous tones that they both used; they were employing agreed words throughout, so that this part of the proceedings held no surprises.</|quote|>"May I have half a minute before I reply to | of those caves?" "That is quite correct." "And the prisoner followed you." "Now we've got 'im," from the Major. She was silent. The court, the place of question, awaited her reply. But she could not give it until Aziz entered the place of answer. "The prisoner followed you, didn't he?"<|quote|>he repeated in the monoto... | caused her to add: "No one else was present to my knowledge. We appeared to be alone." "Very well, there is a ledge half-way up the hill, or broken ground rather, with caves scattered near the beginning of a nullah." "I know where you mean." "You went alone into one of those caves?" "That is quite correct." "And the pr... | been tired after the first cave and sat in the shadow of a great rock, near the dried-up mud. Smoothly the voice in the distance proceeded, leading along the paths of truth, and the airs from the punkah behind her wafted her on. . . . ". . . the prisoner and the guide took you on to the Kawa Dol, no one else being pres... | this story of her private failure she dared not allude to, and she dreaded being examined in public in case something came out. But as soon as she rose to reply, and heard the sound of her own voice, she feared not even that. A new and unknown sensation protected her, like magnificent armour. She didn't think what had ... | he must. But we had just learnt that Mrs. Moore had important evidence which she desired to give. She was hurried out of the country by her son before she could give it; and this unhinged Mr. Mahmoud Ali coming as it does upon an attempt to intimidate our only other European witness, Mr. Fielding. Mr. Mahmoud Ali would... | is a grievance, and this he had found in the supposed abduction of an old lady. He would now be less aggrieved when Aziz was deported. But the crisis was still to come. Adela had always meant to tell the truth and nothing but the truth, and she had rehearsed this as a difficult task difficult, because her disaster in t... | A Passage To India |
"May I have half a minute before I reply to that, Mr. McBryde?" | Adela Quested | the proceedings held no surprises.<|quote|>"May I have half a minute before I reply to that, Mr. McBryde?"</|quote|>"Certainly." Her vision was of | so that this part of the proceedings held no surprises.<|quote|>"May I have half a minute before I reply to that, Mr. McBryde?"</|quote|>"Certainly." Her vision was of several caves. She saw herself | of question, awaited her reply. But she could not give it until Aziz entered the place of answer. "The prisoner followed you, didn't he?" he repeated in the monotonous tones that they both used; they were employing agreed words throughout, so that this part of the proceedings held no surprises.<|quote|>"May I have half... | hill, or broken ground rather, with caves scattered near the beginning of a nullah." "I know where you mean." "You went alone into one of those caves?" "That is quite correct." "And the prisoner followed you." "Now we've got 'im," from the Major. She was silent. The court, the place of question, awaited her reply. But ... | leading along the paths of truth, and the airs from the punkah behind her wafted her on. . . . ". . . the prisoner and the guide took you on to the Kawa Dol, no one else being present?" "The most wonderfully shaped of those hills. Yes." As she spoke, she created the Kawa Dol, saw the niches up the curve of the stone, a... | as she rose to reply, and heard the sound of her own voice, she feared not even that. A new and unknown sensation protected her, like magnificent armour. She didn't think what had happened, or even remember in the ordinary way of memory, but she returned to the Marabar Hills, and spoke from them across a sort of darkne... | her son before she could give it; and this unhinged Mr. Mahmoud Ali coming as it does upon an attempt to intimidate our only other European witness, Mr. Fielding. Mr. Mahmoud Ali would have said nothing had not Mrs. Moore been claimed as a witness by the police." He sat down. "An extraneous element is being introduced ... | and she supposed that her question had roused evil in him. To recount this would have been incredibly painful, it was the one point she wanted to keep obscure; she was willing to give details that would have distressed other girls, but this story of her private failure she dared not allude to, and she dreaded being exa... | A Passage To India |
"Certainly." | Mr. Mcbryde | reply to that, Mr. McBryde?"<|quote|>"Certainly."</|quote|>Her vision was of several | half a minute before I reply to that, Mr. McBryde?"<|quote|>"Certainly."</|quote|>Her vision was of several caves. She saw herself in | entered the place of answer. "The prisoner followed you, didn't he?" he repeated in the monotonous tones that they both used; they were employing agreed words throughout, so that this part of the proceedings held no surprises. "May I have half a minute before I reply to that, Mr. McBryde?"<|quote|>"Certainly."</|quote|... | nullah." "I know where you mean." "You went alone into one of those caves?" "That is quite correct." "And the prisoner followed you." "Now we've got 'im," from the Major. She was silent. The court, the place of question, awaited her reply. But she could not give it until Aziz entered the place of answer. "The prisoner ... | her wafted her on. . . . ". . . the prisoner and the guide took you on to the Kawa Dol, no one else being present?" "The most wonderfully shaped of those hills. Yes." As she spoke, she created the Kawa Dol, saw the niches up the curve of the stone, and felt the heat strike her face. And something caused her to add: "No... | she feared not even that. A new and unknown sensation protected her, like magnificent armour. She didn't think what had happened, or even remember in the ordinary way of memory, but she returned to the Marabar Hills, and spoke from them across a sort of darkness to Mr. McBryde. The fatal day recurred, in every detail, ... | coming as it does upon an attempt to intimidate our only other European witness, Mr. Fielding. Mr. Mahmoud Ali would have said nothing had not Mrs. Moore been claimed as a witness by the police." He sat down. "An extraneous element is being introduced into the case," said the Magistrate. "I must repeat that as a witnes... | truth, and she had rehearsed this as a difficult task difficult, because her disaster in the cave was connected, though by a thread, with another part of her life, her engagement to Ronny. She had thought of love just before she went in, and had innocently asked Aziz what marriage was like, and she supposed that her qu... | A Passage To India |
Her vision was of several caves. She saw herself in one, and she was also outside it, watching its entrance, for Aziz to pass in. She failed to locate him. It was the doubt that had often visited her, but solid and attractive, like the hills, | No speaker | to that, Mr. McBryde?" "Certainly."<|quote|>Her vision was of several caves. She saw herself in one, and she was also outside it, watching its entrance, for Aziz to pass in. She failed to locate him. It was the doubt that had often visited her, but solid and attractive, like the hills,</|quote|>"I am not" Speech was | a minute before I reply to that, Mr. McBryde?" "Certainly."<|quote|>Her vision was of several caves. She saw herself in one, and she was also outside it, watching its entrance, for Aziz to pass in. She failed to locate him. It was the doubt that had often visited her, but solid and attractive, like the hills,</|quote|>... | the place of answer. "The prisoner followed you, didn't he?" he repeated in the monotonous tones that they both used; they were employing agreed words throughout, so that this part of the proceedings held no surprises. "May I have half a minute before I reply to that, Mr. McBryde?" "Certainly."<|quote|>Her vision was o... | "I know where you mean." "You went alone into one of those caves?" "That is quite correct." "And the prisoner followed you." "Now we've got 'im," from the Major. She was silent. The court, the place of question, awaited her reply. But she could not give it until Aziz entered the place of answer. "The prisoner followed ... | wafted her on. . . . ". . . the prisoner and the guide took you on to the Kawa Dol, no one else being present?" "The most wonderfully shaped of those hills. Yes." As she spoke, she created the Kawa Dol, saw the niches up the curve of the stone, and felt the heat strike her face. And something caused her to add: "No one... | feared not even that. A new and unknown sensation protected her, like magnificent armour. She didn't think what had happened, or even remember in the ordinary way of memory, but she returned to the Marabar Hills, and spoke from them across a sort of darkness to Mr. McBryde. The fatal day recurred, in every detail, but ... | as it does upon an attempt to intimidate our only other European witness, Mr. Fielding. Mr. Mahmoud Ali would have said nothing had not Mrs. Moore been claimed as a witness by the police." He sat down. "An extraneous element is being introduced into the case," said the Magistrate. "I must repeat that as a witness Mrs. ... | cave; she entered, and a match was reflected in the polished walls all beautiful and significant, though she had been blind to it at the time. Questions were asked, and to each she found the exact reply; yes, she had noticed the "Tank of the Dagger," but not known its name; yes, Mrs. Moore had been tired after the firs... | A Passage To India |
"I am not" | Adela Quested | and attractive, like the hills,<|quote|>"I am not"</|quote|>Speech was more difficult than | often visited her, but solid and attractive, like the hills,<|quote|>"I am not"</|quote|>Speech was more difficult than vision. "I am not quite | that, Mr. McBryde?" "Certainly." Her vision was of several caves. She saw herself in one, and she was also outside it, watching its entrance, for Aziz to pass in. She failed to locate him. It was the doubt that had often visited her, but solid and attractive, like the hills,<|quote|>"I am not"</|quote|>Speech was more ... | it until Aziz entered the place of answer. "The prisoner followed you, didn't he?" he repeated in the monotonous tones that they both used; they were employing agreed words throughout, so that this part of the proceedings held no surprises. "May I have half a minute before I reply to that, Mr. McBryde?" "Certainly." He... | the curve of the stone, and felt the heat strike her face. And something caused her to add: "No one else was present to my knowledge. We appeared to be alone." "Very well, there is a ledge half-way up the hill, or broken ground rather, with caves scattered near the beginning of a nullah." "I know where you mean." "You ... | Mr. McBryde. The fatal day recurred, in every detail, but now she was of it and not of it at the same time, and this double relation gave it indescribable splendour. Why had she thought the expedition "dull"? Now the sun rose again, the elephant waited, the pale masses of the rock flowed round her and presented the fir... | said the Magistrate. "I must repeat that as a witness Mrs. Moore does not exist. Neither you, Mr. Amritrao, nor, Mr. McBryde, you, have any right to surmise what that lady would have said. She is not here, and consequently she can say nothing." "Well, I withdraw my reference," said the Superintendent wearily. "I would ... | being present?" "The most wonderfully shaped of those hills. Yes." As she spoke, she created the Kawa Dol, saw the niches up the curve of the stone, and felt the heat strike her face. And something caused her to add: "No one else was present to my knowledge. We appeared to be alone." "Very well, there is a ledge half-w... | A Passage To India |
Speech was more difficult than vision. | No speaker | the hills, "I am not"<|quote|>Speech was more difficult than vision.</|quote|>"I am not quite sure." | but solid and attractive, like the hills, "I am not"<|quote|>Speech was more difficult than vision.</|quote|>"I am not quite sure." "I beg your pardon?" said | "Certainly." Her vision was of several caves. She saw herself in one, and she was also outside it, watching its entrance, for Aziz to pass in. She failed to locate him. It was the doubt that had often visited her, but solid and attractive, like the hills, "I am not"<|quote|>Speech was more difficult than vision.</|quot... | entered the place of answer. "The prisoner followed you, didn't he?" he repeated in the monotonous tones that they both used; they were employing agreed words throughout, so that this part of the proceedings held no surprises. "May I have half a minute before I reply to that, Mr. McBryde?" "Certainly." Her vision was o... | the stone, and felt the heat strike her face. And something caused her to add: "No one else was present to my knowledge. We appeared to be alone." "Very well, there is a ledge half-way up the hill, or broken ground rather, with caves scattered near the beginning of a nullah." "I know where you mean." "You went alone in... | fatal day recurred, in every detail, but now she was of it and not of it at the same time, and this double relation gave it indescribable splendour. Why had she thought the expedition "dull"? Now the sun rose again, the elephant waited, the pale masses of the rock flowed round her and presented the first cave; she ente... | "I must repeat that as a witness Mrs. Moore does not exist. Neither you, Mr. Amritrao, nor, Mr. McBryde, you, have any right to surmise what that lady would have said. She is not here, and consequently she can say nothing." "Well, I withdraw my reference," said the Superintendent wearily. "I would have done so fifteen ... | to it at the time. Questions were asked, and to each she found the exact reply; yes, she had noticed the "Tank of the Dagger," but not known its name; yes, Mrs. Moore had been tired after the first cave and sat in the shadow of a great rock, near the dried-up mud. Smoothly the voice in the distance proceeded, leading a... | A Passage To India |
"I am not quite sure." | Adela Quested | was more difficult than vision.<|quote|>"I am not quite sure."</|quote|>"I beg your pardon?" said | hills, "I am not" Speech was more difficult than vision.<|quote|>"I am not quite sure."</|quote|>"I beg your pardon?" said the Superintendent of Police. "I | caves. She saw herself in one, and she was also outside it, watching its entrance, for Aziz to pass in. She failed to locate him. It was the doubt that had often visited her, but solid and attractive, like the hills, "I am not" Speech was more difficult than vision.<|quote|>"I am not quite sure."</|quote|>"I beg your p... | prisoner followed you, didn't he?" he repeated in the monotonous tones that they both used; they were employing agreed words throughout, so that this part of the proceedings held no surprises. "May I have half a minute before I reply to that, Mr. McBryde?" "Certainly." Her vision was of several caves. She saw herself i... | strike her face. And something caused her to add: "No one else was present to my knowledge. We appeared to be alone." "Very well, there is a ledge half-way up the hill, or broken ground rather, with caves scattered near the beginning of a nullah." "I know where you mean." "You went alone into one of those caves?" "That... | but now she was of it and not of it at the same time, and this double relation gave it indescribable splendour. Why had she thought the expedition "dull"? Now the sun rose again, the elephant waited, the pale masses of the rock flowed round her and presented the first cave; she entered, and a match was reflected in the... | witness Mrs. Moore does not exist. Neither you, Mr. Amritrao, nor, Mr. McBryde, you, have any right to surmise what that lady would have said. She is not here, and consequently she can say nothing." "Well, I withdraw my reference," said the Superintendent wearily. "I would have done so fifteen minutes ago if I had been... | splendour. Why had she thought the expedition "dull"? Now the sun rose again, the elephant waited, the pale masses of the rock flowed round her and presented the first cave; she entered, and a match was reflected in the polished walls all beautiful and significant, though she had been blind to it at the time. Questions... | A Passage To India |
"I beg your pardon?" | Mr. Mcbryde | "I am not quite sure."<|quote|>"I beg your pardon?"</|quote|>said the Superintendent of Police. | was more difficult than vision. "I am not quite sure."<|quote|>"I beg your pardon?"</|quote|>said the Superintendent of Police. "I cannot be sure . | one, and she was also outside it, watching its entrance, for Aziz to pass in. She failed to locate him. It was the doubt that had often visited her, but solid and attractive, like the hills, "I am not" Speech was more difficult than vision. "I am not quite sure."<|quote|>"I beg your pardon?"</|quote|>said the Superinte... | he repeated in the monotonous tones that they both used; they were employing agreed words throughout, so that this part of the proceedings held no surprises. "May I have half a minute before I reply to that, Mr. McBryde?" "Certainly." Her vision was of several caves. She saw herself in one, and she was also outside it,... | caused her to add: "No one else was present to my knowledge. We appeared to be alone." "Very well, there is a ledge half-way up the hill, or broken ground rather, with caves scattered near the beginning of a nullah." "I know where you mean." "You went alone into one of those caves?" "That is quite correct." "And the pr... | it and not of it at the same time, and this double relation gave it indescribable splendour. Why had she thought the expedition "dull"? Now the sun rose again, the elephant waited, the pale masses of the rock flowed round her and presented the first cave; she entered, and a match was reflected in the polished walls all... | exist. Neither you, Mr. Amritrao, nor, Mr. McBryde, you, have any right to surmise what that lady would have said. She is not here, and consequently she can say nothing." "Well, I withdraw my reference," said the Superintendent wearily. "I would have done so fifteen minutes ago if I had been given the chance. She is no... | being examined in public in case something came out. But as soon as she rose to reply, and heard the sound of her own voice, she feared not even that. A new and unknown sensation protected her, like magnificent armour. She didn't think what had happened, or even remember in the ordinary way of memory, but she returned ... | A Passage To India |
said the Superintendent of Police. | No speaker | sure." "I beg your pardon?"<|quote|>said the Superintendent of Police.</|quote|>"I cannot be sure . | vision. "I am not quite sure." "I beg your pardon?"<|quote|>said the Superintendent of Police.</|quote|>"I cannot be sure . . ." "I didn't catch | also outside it, watching its entrance, for Aziz to pass in. She failed to locate him. It was the doubt that had often visited her, but solid and attractive, like the hills, "I am not" Speech was more difficult than vision. "I am not quite sure." "I beg your pardon?"<|quote|>said the Superintendent of Police.</|quote|>... | monotonous tones that they both used; they were employing agreed words throughout, so that this part of the proceedings held no surprises. "May I have half a minute before I reply to that, Mr. McBryde?" "Certainly." Her vision was of several caves. She saw herself in one, and she was also outside it, watching its entra... | "No one else was present to my knowledge. We appeared to be alone." "Very well, there is a ledge half-way up the hill, or broken ground rather, with caves scattered near the beginning of a nullah." "I know where you mean." "You went alone into one of those caves?" "That is quite correct." "And the prisoner followed you... | it at the same time, and this double relation gave it indescribable splendour. Why had she thought the expedition "dull"? Now the sun rose again, the elephant waited, the pale masses of the rock flowed round her and presented the first cave; she entered, and a match was reflected in the polished walls all beautiful and... | Amritrao, nor, Mr. McBryde, you, have any right to surmise what that lady would have said. She is not here, and consequently she can say nothing." "Well, I withdraw my reference," said the Superintendent wearily. "I would have done so fifteen minutes ago if I had been given the chance. She is not of the least importanc... | of those hills. Yes." As she spoke, she created the Kawa Dol, saw the niches up the curve of the stone, and felt the heat strike her face. And something caused her to add: "No one else was present to my knowledge. We appeared to be alone." "Very well, there is a ledge half-way up the hill, or broken ground rather, with... | A Passage To India |
"I cannot be sure . . ." | Adela Quested | said the Superintendent of Police.<|quote|>"I cannot be sure . . ."</|quote|>"I didn't catch that answer." | sure." "I beg your pardon?" said the Superintendent of Police.<|quote|>"I cannot be sure . . ."</|quote|>"I didn't catch that answer." He looked scared, his mouth | entrance, for Aziz to pass in. She failed to locate him. It was the doubt that had often visited her, but solid and attractive, like the hills, "I am not" Speech was more difficult than vision. "I am not quite sure." "I beg your pardon?" said the Superintendent of Police.<|quote|>"I cannot be sure . . ."</|quote|>"I di... | used; they were employing agreed words throughout, so that this part of the proceedings held no surprises. "May I have half a minute before I reply to that, Mr. McBryde?" "Certainly." Her vision was of several caves. She saw herself in one, and she was also outside it, watching its entrance, for Aziz to pass in. She fa... | to my knowledge. We appeared to be alone." "Very well, there is a ledge half-way up the hill, or broken ground rather, with caves scattered near the beginning of a nullah." "I know where you mean." "You went alone into one of those caves?" "That is quite correct." "And the prisoner followed you." "Now we've got 'im," f... | and this double relation gave it indescribable splendour. Why had she thought the expedition "dull"? Now the sun rose again, the elephant waited, the pale masses of the rock flowed round her and presented the first cave; she entered, and a match was reflected in the polished walls all beautiful and significant, though ... | have any right to surmise what that lady would have said. She is not here, and consequently she can say nothing." "Well, I withdraw my reference," said the Superintendent wearily. "I would have done so fifteen minutes ago if I had been given the chance. She is not of the least importance to me." "I have already withdra... | masses of the rock flowed round her and presented the first cave; she entered, and a match was reflected in the polished walls all beautiful and significant, though she had been blind to it at the time. Questions were asked, and to each she found the exact reply; yes, she had noticed the "Tank of the Dagger," but not k... | A Passage To India |
"I didn't catch that answer." | Mr. Mcbryde | be sure . . ."<|quote|>"I didn't catch that answer."</|quote|>He looked scared, his mouth | Superintendent of Police. "I cannot be sure . . ."<|quote|>"I didn't catch that answer."</|quote|>He looked scared, his mouth shut with a snap. "You | failed to locate him. It was the doubt that had often visited her, but solid and attractive, like the hills, "I am not" Speech was more difficult than vision. "I am not quite sure." "I beg your pardon?" said the Superintendent of Police. "I cannot be sure . . ."<|quote|>"I didn't catch that answer."</|quote|>He looked ... | so that this part of the proceedings held no surprises. "May I have half a minute before I reply to that, Mr. McBryde?" "Certainly." Her vision was of several caves. She saw herself in one, and she was also outside it, watching its entrance, for Aziz to pass in. She failed to locate him. It was the doubt that had often... | alone." "Very well, there is a ledge half-way up the hill, or broken ground rather, with caves scattered near the beginning of a nullah." "I know where you mean." "You went alone into one of those caves?" "That is quite correct." "And the prisoner followed you." "Now we've got 'im," from the Major. She was silent. The ... | splendour. Why had she thought the expedition "dull"? Now the sun rose again, the elephant waited, the pale masses of the rock flowed round her and presented the first cave; she entered, and a match was reflected in the polished walls all beautiful and significant, though she had been blind to it at the time. Questions... | lady would have said. She is not here, and consequently she can say nothing." "Well, I withdraw my reference," said the Superintendent wearily. "I would have done so fifteen minutes ago if I had been given the chance. She is not of the least importance to me." "I have already withdrawn it for the defence." He added wit... | The fatal day recurred, in every detail, but now she was of it and not of it at the same time, and this double relation gave it indescribable splendour. Why had she thought the expedition "dull"? Now the sun rose again, the elephant waited, the pale masses of the rock flowed round her and presented the first cave; she ... | A Passage To India |
He looked scared, his mouth shut with a snap. | No speaker | "I didn't catch that answer."<|quote|>He looked scared, his mouth shut with a snap.</|quote|>"You are on that landing, | be sure . . ." "I didn't catch that answer."<|quote|>He looked scared, his mouth shut with a snap.</|quote|>"You are on that landing, or whatever we term it, | was the doubt that had often visited her, but solid and attractive, like the hills, "I am not" Speech was more difficult than vision. "I am not quite sure." "I beg your pardon?" said the Superintendent of Police. "I cannot be sure . . ." "I didn't catch that answer."<|quote|>He looked scared, his mouth shut with a snap... | the proceedings held no surprises. "May I have half a minute before I reply to that, Mr. McBryde?" "Certainly." Her vision was of several caves. She saw herself in one, and she was also outside it, watching its entrance, for Aziz to pass in. She failed to locate him. It was the doubt that had often visited her, but sol... | a ledge half-way up the hill, or broken ground rather, with caves scattered near the beginning of a nullah." "I know where you mean." "You went alone into one of those caves?" "That is quite correct." "And the prisoner followed you." "Now we've got 'im," from the Major. She was silent. The court, the place of question,... | the expedition "dull"? Now the sun rose again, the elephant waited, the pale masses of the rock flowed round her and presented the first cave; she entered, and a match was reflected in the polished walls all beautiful and significant, though she had been blind to it at the time. Questions were asked, and to each she fo... | is not here, and consequently she can say nothing." "Well, I withdraw my reference," said the Superintendent wearily. "I would have done so fifteen minutes ago if I had been given the chance. She is not of the least importance to me." "I have already withdrawn it for the defence." He added with forensic humour: "Perhap... | sort of darkness to Mr. McBryde. The fatal day recurred, in every detail, but now she was of it and not of it at the same time, and this double relation gave it indescribable splendour. Why had she thought the expedition "dull"? Now the sun rose again, the elephant waited, the pale masses of the rock flowed round her a... | A Passage To India |
"You are on that landing, or whatever we term it, and you have entered a cave. I suggest to you that the prisoner followed you." | Mr. Mcbryde | mouth shut with a snap.<|quote|>"You are on that landing, or whatever we term it, and you have entered a cave. I suggest to you that the prisoner followed you."</|quote|>She shook her head. "What | answer." He looked scared, his mouth shut with a snap.<|quote|>"You are on that landing, or whatever we term it, and you have entered a cave. I suggest to you that the prisoner followed you."</|quote|>She shook her head. "What do you mean, please?" "No," | solid and attractive, like the hills, "I am not" Speech was more difficult than vision. "I am not quite sure." "I beg your pardon?" said the Superintendent of Police. "I cannot be sure . . ." "I didn't catch that answer." He looked scared, his mouth shut with a snap.<|quote|>"You are on that landing, or whatever we ter... | a minute before I reply to that, Mr. McBryde?" "Certainly." Her vision was of several caves. She saw herself in one, and she was also outside it, watching its entrance, for Aziz to pass in. She failed to locate him. It was the doubt that had often visited her, but solid and attractive, like the hills, "I am not" Speech... | rather, with caves scattered near the beginning of a nullah." "I know where you mean." "You went alone into one of those caves?" "That is quite correct." "And the prisoner followed you." "Now we've got 'im," from the Major. She was silent. The court, the place of question, awaited her reply. But she could not give it u... | elephant waited, the pale masses of the rock flowed round her and presented the first cave; she entered, and a match was reflected in the polished walls all beautiful and significant, though she had been blind to it at the time. Questions were asked, and to each she found the exact reply; yes, she had noticed the "Tank... | "Well, I withdraw my reference," said the Superintendent wearily. "I would have done so fifteen minutes ago if I had been given the chance. She is not of the least importance to me." "I have already withdrawn it for the defence." He added with forensic humour: "Perhaps you can persuade the gentlemen outside to withdraw... | sensation protected her, like magnificent armour. She didn't think what had happened, or even remember in the ordinary way of memory, but she returned to the Marabar Hills, and spoke from them across a sort of darkness to Mr. McBryde. The fatal day recurred, in every detail, but now she was of it and not of it at the s... | A Passage To India |
She shook her head. | No speaker | that the prisoner followed you."<|quote|>She shook her head.</|quote|>"What do you mean, please?" | cave. I suggest to you that the prisoner followed you."<|quote|>She shook her head.</|quote|>"What do you mean, please?" "No," she said in a | the Superintendent of Police. "I cannot be sure . . ." "I didn't catch that answer." He looked scared, his mouth shut with a snap. "You are on that landing, or whatever we term it, and you have entered a cave. I suggest to you that the prisoner followed you."<|quote|>She shook her head.</|quote|>"What do you mean, plea... | outside it, watching its entrance, for Aziz to pass in. She failed to locate him. It was the doubt that had often visited her, but solid and attractive, like the hills, "I am not" Speech was more difficult than vision. "I am not quite sure." "I beg your pardon?" said the Superintendent of Police. "I cannot be sure . . ... | quite correct." "And the prisoner followed you." "Now we've got 'im," from the Major. She was silent. The court, the place of question, awaited her reply. But she could not give it until Aziz entered the place of answer. "The prisoner followed you, didn't he?" he repeated in the monotonous tones that they both used; th... | polished walls all beautiful and significant, though she had been blind to it at the time. Questions were asked, and to each she found the exact reply; yes, she had noticed the "Tank of the Dagger," but not known its name; yes, Mrs. Moore had been tired after the first cave and sat in the shadow of a great rock, near t... | is not of the least importance to me." "I have already withdrawn it for the defence." He added with forensic humour: "Perhaps you can persuade the gentlemen outside to withdraw it too," for the refrain in the street continued. "I am afraid my powers do not extend so far," said Das, smiling. So peace was restored, and w... | add: "No one else was present to my knowledge. We appeared to be alone." "Very well, there is a ledge half-way up the hill, or broken ground rather, with caves scattered near the beginning of a nullah." "I know where you mean." "You went alone into one of those caves?" "That is quite correct." "And the prisoner followe... | A Passage To India |
"What do you mean, please?" | Mr. Mcbryde | you." She shook her head.<|quote|>"What do you mean, please?"</|quote|>"No," she said in a | you that the prisoner followed you." She shook her head.<|quote|>"What do you mean, please?"</|quote|>"No," she said in a flat, unattractive voice. Slight noises | "I cannot be sure . . ." "I didn't catch that answer." He looked scared, his mouth shut with a snap. "You are on that landing, or whatever we term it, and you have entered a cave. I suggest to you that the prisoner followed you." She shook her head.<|quote|>"What do you mean, please?"</|quote|>"No," she said in a flat,... | entrance, for Aziz to pass in. She failed to locate him. It was the doubt that had often visited her, but solid and attractive, like the hills, "I am not" Speech was more difficult than vision. "I am not quite sure." "I beg your pardon?" said the Superintendent of Police. "I cannot be sure . . ." "I didn't catch that a... | prisoner followed you." "Now we've got 'im," from the Major. She was silent. The court, the place of question, awaited her reply. But she could not give it until Aziz entered the place of answer. "The prisoner followed you, didn't he?" he repeated in the monotonous tones that they both used; they were employing agreed ... | and significant, though she had been blind to it at the time. Questions were asked, and to each she found the exact reply; yes, she had noticed the "Tank of the Dagger," but not known its name; yes, Mrs. Moore had been tired after the first cave and sat in the shadow of a great rock, near the dried-up mud. Smoothly the... | least importance to me." "I have already withdrawn it for the defence." He added with forensic humour: "Perhaps you can persuade the gentlemen outside to withdraw it too," for the refrain in the street continued. "I am afraid my powers do not extend so far," said Das, smiling. So peace was restored, and when Adela came... | new and unknown sensation protected her, like magnificent armour. She didn't think what had happened, or even remember in the ordinary way of memory, but she returned to the Marabar Hills, and spoke from them across a sort of darkness to Mr. McBryde. The fatal day recurred, in every detail, but now she was of it and no... | A Passage To India |
"No," | Adela Quested | "What do you mean, please?"<|quote|>"No,"</|quote|>she said in a flat, | you." She shook her head. "What do you mean, please?"<|quote|>"No,"</|quote|>she said in a flat, unattractive voice. Slight noises began | . ." "I didn't catch that answer." He looked scared, his mouth shut with a snap. "You are on that landing, or whatever we term it, and you have entered a cave. I suggest to you that the prisoner followed you." She shook her head. "What do you mean, please?"<|quote|>"No,"</|quote|>she said in a flat, unattractive voice.... | in. She failed to locate him. It was the doubt that had often visited her, but solid and attractive, like the hills, "I am not" Speech was more difficult than vision. "I am not quite sure." "I beg your pardon?" said the Superintendent of Police. "I cannot be sure . . ." "I didn't catch that answer." He looked scared, h... | got 'im," from the Major. She was silent. The court, the place of question, awaited her reply. But she could not give it until Aziz entered the place of answer. "The prisoner followed you, didn't he?" he repeated in the monotonous tones that they both used; they were employing agreed words throughout, so that this part... | been blind to it at the time. Questions were asked, and to each she found the exact reply; yes, she had noticed the "Tank of the Dagger," but not known its name; yes, Mrs. Moore had been tired after the first cave and sat in the shadow of a great rock, near the dried-up mud. Smoothly the voice in the distance proceeded... | have already withdrawn it for the defence." He added with forensic humour: "Perhaps you can persuade the gentlemen outside to withdraw it too," for the refrain in the street continued. "I am afraid my powers do not extend so far," said Das, smiling. So peace was restored, and when Adela came to give her evidence the at... | found the exact reply; yes, she had noticed the "Tank of the Dagger," but not known its name; yes, Mrs. Moore had been tired after the first cave and sat in the shadow of a great rock, near the dried-up mud. Smoothly the voice in the distance proceeded, leading along the paths of truth, and the airs from the punkah beh... | A Passage To India |
she said in a flat, unattractive voice. Slight noises began in various parts of the room, but no one yet understood what was occurring except Fielding. He saw that she was going to have a nervous breakdown and that his friend was saved. | No speaker | do you mean, please?" "No,"<|quote|>she said in a flat, unattractive voice. Slight noises began in various parts of the room, but no one yet understood what was occurring except Fielding. He saw that she was going to have a nervous breakdown and that his friend was saved.</|quote|>"What is that, what are | She shook her head. "What do you mean, please?" "No,"<|quote|>she said in a flat, unattractive voice. Slight noises began in various parts of the room, but no one yet understood what was occurring except Fielding. He saw that she was going to have a nervous breakdown and that his friend was saved.</|quote|>"What is tha... | ." "I didn't catch that answer." He looked scared, his mouth shut with a snap. "You are on that landing, or whatever we term it, and you have entered a cave. I suggest to you that the prisoner followed you." She shook her head. "What do you mean, please?" "No,"<|quote|>she said in a flat, unattractive voice. Slight noi... | She failed to locate him. It was the doubt that had often visited her, but solid and attractive, like the hills, "I am not" Speech was more difficult than vision. "I am not quite sure." "I beg your pardon?" said the Superintendent of Police. "I cannot be sure . . ." "I didn't catch that answer." He looked scared, his m... | 'im," from the Major. She was silent. The court, the place of question, awaited her reply. But she could not give it until Aziz entered the place of answer. "The prisoner followed you, didn't he?" he repeated in the monotonous tones that they both used; they were employing agreed words throughout, so that this part of ... | blind to it at the time. Questions were asked, and to each she found the exact reply; yes, she had noticed the "Tank of the Dagger," but not known its name; yes, Mrs. Moore had been tired after the first cave and sat in the shadow of a great rock, near the dried-up mud. Smoothly the voice in the distance proceeded, lea... | already withdrawn it for the defence." He added with forensic humour: "Perhaps you can persuade the gentlemen outside to withdraw it too," for the refrain in the street continued. "I am afraid my powers do not extend so far," said Das, smiling. So peace was restored, and when Adela came to give her evidence the atmosph... | the distance proceeded, leading along the paths of truth, and the airs from the punkah behind her wafted her on. . . . ". . . the prisoner and the guide took you on to the Kawa Dol, no one else being present?" "The most wonderfully shaped of those hills. Yes." As she spoke, she created the Kawa Dol, saw the niches up t... | A Passage To India |
"What is that, what are you saying? Speak up, please." | Mr. Mcbryde | that his friend was saved.<|quote|>"What is that, what are you saying? Speak up, please."</|quote|>The Magistrate bent forward. "I'm | have a nervous breakdown and that his friend was saved.<|quote|>"What is that, what are you saying? Speak up, please."</|quote|>The Magistrate bent forward. "I'm afraid I have made a | head. "What do you mean, please?" "No," she said in a flat, unattractive voice. Slight noises began in various parts of the room, but no one yet understood what was occurring except Fielding. He saw that she was going to have a nervous breakdown and that his friend was saved.<|quote|>"What is that, what are you saying?... | Police. "I cannot be sure . . ." "I didn't catch that answer." He looked scared, his mouth shut with a snap. "You are on that landing, or whatever we term it, and you have entered a cave. I suggest to you that the prisoner followed you." She shook her head. "What do you mean, please?" "No," she said in a flat, unattrac... | both used; they were employing agreed words throughout, so that this part of the proceedings held no surprises. "May I have half a minute before I reply to that, Mr. McBryde?" "Certainly." Her vision was of several caves. She saw herself in one, and she was also outside it, watching its entrance, for Aziz to pass in. S... | in the shadow of a great rock, near the dried-up mud. Smoothly the voice in the distance proceeded, leading along the paths of truth, and the airs from the punkah behind her wafted her on. . . . ". . . the prisoner and the guide took you on to the Kawa Dol, no one else being present?" "The most wonderfully shaped of th... | peace was restored, and when Adela came to give her evidence the atmosphere was quieter than it had been since the beginning of the trial. Experts were not surprised. There is no stay in your native. He blazes up over a minor point, and has nothing left for the crisis. What he seeks is a grievance, and this he had foun... | the pale masses of the rock flowed round her and presented the first cave; she entered, and a match was reflected in the polished walls all beautiful and significant, though she had been blind to it at the time. Questions were asked, and to each she found the exact reply; yes, she had noticed the "Tank of the Dagger," ... | A Passage To India |
The Magistrate bent forward. | No speaker | you saying? Speak up, please."<|quote|>The Magistrate bent forward.</|quote|>"I'm afraid I have made | "What is that, what are you saying? Speak up, please."<|quote|>The Magistrate bent forward.</|quote|>"I'm afraid I have made a mistake." "What nature of | a flat, unattractive voice. Slight noises began in various parts of the room, but no one yet understood what was occurring except Fielding. He saw that she was going to have a nervous breakdown and that his friend was saved. "What is that, what are you saying? Speak up, please."<|quote|>The Magistrate bent forward.</|q... | catch that answer." He looked scared, his mouth shut with a snap. "You are on that landing, or whatever we term it, and you have entered a cave. I suggest to you that the prisoner followed you." She shook her head. "What do you mean, please?" "No," she said in a flat, unattractive voice. Slight noises began in various ... | this part of the proceedings held no surprises. "May I have half a minute before I reply to that, Mr. McBryde?" "Certainly." Her vision was of several caves. She saw herself in one, and she was also outside it, watching its entrance, for Aziz to pass in. She failed to locate him. It was the doubt that had often visited... | mud. Smoothly the voice in the distance proceeded, leading along the paths of truth, and the airs from the punkah behind her wafted her on. . . . ". . . the prisoner and the guide took you on to the Kawa Dol, no one else being present?" "The most wonderfully shaped of those hills. Yes." As she spoke, she created the Ka... | evidence the atmosphere was quieter than it had been since the beginning of the trial. Experts were not surprised. There is no stay in your native. He blazes up over a minor point, and has nothing left for the crisis. What he seeks is a grievance, and this he had found in the supposed abduction of an old lady. He would... | prisoner followed you, didn't he?" he repeated in the monotonous tones that they both used; they were employing agreed words throughout, so that this part of the proceedings held no surprises. "May I have half a minute before I reply to that, Mr. McBryde?" "Certainly." Her vision was of several caves. She saw herself i... | A Passage To India |
"I'm afraid I have made a mistake." | Adela Quested | please." The Magistrate bent forward.<|quote|>"I'm afraid I have made a mistake."</|quote|>"What nature of mistake?" "Dr. | are you saying? Speak up, please." The Magistrate bent forward.<|quote|>"I'm afraid I have made a mistake."</|quote|>"What nature of mistake?" "Dr. Aziz never followed me into | Slight noises began in various parts of the room, but no one yet understood what was occurring except Fielding. He saw that she was going to have a nervous breakdown and that his friend was saved. "What is that, what are you saying? Speak up, please." The Magistrate bent forward.<|quote|>"I'm afraid I have made a mista... | looked scared, his mouth shut with a snap. "You are on that landing, or whatever we term it, and you have entered a cave. I suggest to you that the prisoner followed you." She shook her head. "What do you mean, please?" "No," she said in a flat, unattractive voice. Slight noises began in various parts of the room, but ... | proceedings held no surprises. "May I have half a minute before I reply to that, Mr. McBryde?" "Certainly." Her vision was of several caves. She saw herself in one, and she was also outside it, watching its entrance, for Aziz to pass in. She failed to locate him. It was the doubt that had often visited her, but solid a... | in the distance proceeded, leading along the paths of truth, and the airs from the punkah behind her wafted her on. . . . ". . . the prisoner and the guide took you on to the Kawa Dol, no one else being present?" "The most wonderfully shaped of those hills. Yes." As she spoke, she created the Kawa Dol, saw the niches u... | quieter than it had been since the beginning of the trial. Experts were not surprised. There is no stay in your native. He blazes up over a minor point, and has nothing left for the crisis. What he seeks is a grievance, and this he had found in the supposed abduction of an old lady. He would now be less aggrieved when ... | been blind to it at the time. Questions were asked, and to each she found the exact reply; yes, she had noticed the "Tank of the Dagger," but not known its name; yes, Mrs. Moore had been tired after the first cave and sat in the shadow of a great rock, near the dried-up mud. Smoothly the voice in the distance proceeded... | A Passage To India |
"What nature of mistake?" | Mr. Mcbryde | I have made a mistake."<|quote|>"What nature of mistake?"</|quote|>"Dr. Aziz never followed me | Magistrate bent forward. "I'm afraid I have made a mistake."<|quote|>"What nature of mistake?"</|quote|>"Dr. Aziz never followed me into the cave." The Superintendent | the room, but no one yet understood what was occurring except Fielding. He saw that she was going to have a nervous breakdown and that his friend was saved. "What is that, what are you saying? Speak up, please." The Magistrate bent forward. "I'm afraid I have made a mistake."<|quote|>"What nature of mistake?"</|quote|>... | snap. "You are on that landing, or whatever we term it, and you have entered a cave. I suggest to you that the prisoner followed you." She shook her head. "What do you mean, please?" "No," she said in a flat, unattractive voice. Slight noises began in various parts of the room, but no one yet understood what was occurr... | half a minute before I reply to that, Mr. McBryde?" "Certainly." Her vision was of several caves. She saw herself in one, and she was also outside it, watching its entrance, for Aziz to pass in. She failed to locate him. It was the doubt that had often visited her, but solid and attractive, like the hills, "I am not" S... | paths of truth, and the airs from the punkah behind her wafted her on. . . . ". . . the prisoner and the guide took you on to the Kawa Dol, no one else being present?" "The most wonderfully shaped of those hills. Yes." As she spoke, she created the Kawa Dol, saw the niches up the curve of the stone, and felt the heat s... | beginning of the trial. Experts were not surprised. There is no stay in your native. He blazes up over a minor point, and has nothing left for the crisis. What he seeks is a grievance, and this he had found in the supposed abduction of an old lady. He would now be less aggrieved when Aziz was deported. But the crisis w... | "You went alone into one of those caves?" "That is quite correct." "And the prisoner followed you." "Now we've got 'im," from the Major. She was silent. The court, the place of question, awaited her reply. But she could not give it until Aziz entered the place of answer. "The prisoner followed you, didn't he?" he repea... | A Passage To India |
"Dr. Aziz never followed me into the cave." | Adela Quested | mistake." "What nature of mistake?"<|quote|>"Dr. Aziz never followed me into the cave."</|quote|>The Superintendent slammed down his | afraid I have made a mistake." "What nature of mistake?"<|quote|>"Dr. Aziz never followed me into the cave."</|quote|>The Superintendent slammed down his papers, then picked them up | one yet understood what was occurring except Fielding. He saw that she was going to have a nervous breakdown and that his friend was saved. "What is that, what are you saying? Speak up, please." The Magistrate bent forward. "I'm afraid I have made a mistake." "What nature of mistake?"<|quote|>"Dr. Aziz never followed m... | that landing, or whatever we term it, and you have entered a cave. I suggest to you that the prisoner followed you." She shook her head. "What do you mean, please?" "No," she said in a flat, unattractive voice. Slight noises began in various parts of the room, but no one yet understood what was occurring except Fieldin... | I reply to that, Mr. McBryde?" "Certainly." Her vision was of several caves. She saw herself in one, and she was also outside it, watching its entrance, for Aziz to pass in. She failed to locate him. It was the doubt that had often visited her, but solid and attractive, like the hills, "I am not" Speech was more diffic... | the airs from the punkah behind her wafted her on. . . . ". . . the prisoner and the guide took you on to the Kawa Dol, no one else being present?" "The most wonderfully shaped of those hills. Yes." As she spoke, she created the Kawa Dol, saw the niches up the curve of the stone, and felt the heat strike her face. And ... | Experts were not surprised. There is no stay in your native. He blazes up over a minor point, and has nothing left for the crisis. What he seeks is a grievance, and this he had found in the supposed abduction of an old lady. He would now be less aggrieved when Aziz was deported. But the crisis was still to come. Adela ... | one else being present?" "The most wonderfully shaped of those hills. Yes." As she spoke, she created the Kawa Dol, saw the niches up the curve of the stone, and felt the heat strike her face. And something caused her to add: "No one else was present to my knowledge. We appeared to be alone." "Very well, there is a led... | A Passage To India |
The Superintendent slammed down his papers, then picked them up and said calmly: | No speaker | followed me into the cave."<|quote|>The Superintendent slammed down his papers, then picked them up and said calmly:</|quote|>"Now, Miss Quested, let us | of mistake?" "Dr. Aziz never followed me into the cave."<|quote|>The Superintendent slammed down his papers, then picked them up and said calmly:</|quote|>"Now, Miss Quested, let us go on. I will read | He saw that she was going to have a nervous breakdown and that his friend was saved. "What is that, what are you saying? Speak up, please." The Magistrate bent forward. "I'm afraid I have made a mistake." "What nature of mistake?" "Dr. Aziz never followed me into the cave."<|quote|>The Superintendent slammed down his p... | you have entered a cave. I suggest to you that the prisoner followed you." She shook her head. "What do you mean, please?" "No," she said in a flat, unattractive voice. Slight noises began in various parts of the room, but no one yet understood what was occurring except Fielding. He saw that she was going to have a ner... | vision was of several caves. She saw herself in one, and she was also outside it, watching its entrance, for Aziz to pass in. She failed to locate him. It was the doubt that had often visited her, but solid and attractive, like the hills, "I am not" Speech was more difficult than vision. "I am not quite sure." "I beg y... | her on. . . . ". . . the prisoner and the guide took you on to the Kawa Dol, no one else being present?" "The most wonderfully shaped of those hills. Yes." As she spoke, she created the Kawa Dol, saw the niches up the curve of the stone, and felt the heat strike her face. And something caused her to add: "No one else w... | in your native. He blazes up over a minor point, and has nothing left for the crisis. What he seeks is a grievance, and this he had found in the supposed abduction of an old lady. He would now be less aggrieved when Aziz was deported. But the crisis was still to come. Adela had always meant to tell the truth and nothin... | Mr. McBryde. The fatal day recurred, in every detail, but now she was of it and not of it at the same time, and this double relation gave it indescribable splendour. Why had she thought the expedition "dull"? Now the sun rose again, the elephant waited, the pale masses of the rock flowed round her and presented the fir... | A Passage To India |
"Now, Miss Quested, let us go on. I will read you the words of the deposition which you signed two hours later in my bungalow." | Mr. Mcbryde | them up and said calmly:<|quote|>"Now, Miss Quested, let us go on. I will read you the words of the deposition which you signed two hours later in my bungalow."</|quote|>"Excuse me, Mr. McBryde, you | down his papers, then picked them up and said calmly:<|quote|>"Now, Miss Quested, let us go on. I will read you the words of the deposition which you signed two hours later in my bungalow."</|quote|>"Excuse me, Mr. McBryde, you cannot go on. I am | his friend was saved. "What is that, what are you saying? Speak up, please." The Magistrate bent forward. "I'm afraid I have made a mistake." "What nature of mistake?" "Dr. Aziz never followed me into the cave." The Superintendent slammed down his papers, then picked them up and said calmly:<|quote|>"Now, Miss Quested,... | you." She shook her head. "What do you mean, please?" "No," she said in a flat, unattractive voice. Slight noises began in various parts of the room, but no one yet understood what was occurring except Fielding. He saw that she was going to have a nervous breakdown and that his friend was saved. "What is that, what are... | also outside it, watching its entrance, for Aziz to pass in. She failed to locate him. It was the doubt that had often visited her, but solid and attractive, like the hills, "I am not" Speech was more difficult than vision. "I am not quite sure." "I beg your pardon?" said the Superintendent of Police. "I cannot be sure... | took you on to the Kawa Dol, no one else being present?" "The most wonderfully shaped of those hills. Yes." As she spoke, she created the Kawa Dol, saw the niches up the curve of the stone, and felt the heat strike her face. And something caused her to add: "No one else was present to my knowledge. We appeared to be al... | left for the crisis. What he seeks is a grievance, and this he had found in the supposed abduction of an old lady. He would now be less aggrieved when Aziz was deported. But the crisis was still to come. Adela had always meant to tell the truth and nothing but the truth, and she had rehearsed this as a difficult task d... | and the airs from the punkah behind her wafted her on. . . . ". . . the prisoner and the guide took you on to the Kawa Dol, no one else being present?" "The most wonderfully shaped of those hills. Yes." As she spoke, she created the Kawa Dol, saw the niches up the curve of the stone, and felt the heat strike her face. ... | A Passage To India |
"Excuse me, Mr. McBryde, you cannot go on. I am speaking to the witness myself. And the public will be silent. If it continues to talk, I have the court cleared. Miss Quested, address your remarks to me, who am the Magistrate in charge of the case, and realize their extreme gravity. Remember you speak on oath, Miss Que... | Mr. Das | hours later in my bungalow."<|quote|>"Excuse me, Mr. McBryde, you cannot go on. I am speaking to the witness myself. And the public will be silent. If it continues to talk, I have the court cleared. Miss Quested, address your remarks to me, who am the Magistrate in charge of the case, and realize their extreme gravity.... | deposition which you signed two hours later in my bungalow."<|quote|>"Excuse me, Mr. McBryde, you cannot go on. I am speaking to the witness myself. And the public will be silent. If it continues to talk, I have the court cleared. Miss Quested, address your remarks to me, who am the Magistrate in charge of the case, an... | "What nature of mistake?" "Dr. Aziz never followed me into the cave." The Superintendent slammed down his papers, then picked them up and said calmly: "Now, Miss Quested, let us go on. I will read you the words of the deposition which you signed two hours later in my bungalow."<|quote|>"Excuse me, Mr. McBryde, you cann... | the room, but no one yet understood what was occurring except Fielding. He saw that she was going to have a nervous breakdown and that his friend was saved. "What is that, what are you saying? Speak up, please." The Magistrate bent forward. "I'm afraid I have made a mistake." "What nature of mistake?" "Dr. Aziz never f... | but solid and attractive, like the hills, "I am not" Speech was more difficult than vision. "I am not quite sure." "I beg your pardon?" said the Superintendent of Police. "I cannot be sure . . ." "I didn't catch that answer." He looked scared, his mouth shut with a snap. "You are on that landing, or whatever we term it... | the Kawa Dol, saw the niches up the curve of the stone, and felt the heat strike her face. And something caused her to add: "No one else was present to my knowledge. We appeared to be alone." "Very well, there is a ledge half-way up the hill, or broken ground rather, with caves scattered near the beginning of a nullah.... | now be less aggrieved when Aziz was deported. But the crisis was still to come. Adela had always meant to tell the truth and nothing but the truth, and she had rehearsed this as a difficult task difficult, because her disaster in the cave was connected, though by a thread, with another part of her life, her engagement ... | McBryde?" "Certainly." Her vision was of several caves. She saw herself in one, and she was also outside it, watching its entrance, for Aziz to pass in. She failed to locate him. It was the doubt that had often visited her, but solid and attractive, like the hills, "I am not" Speech was more difficult than vision. "I a... | A Passage To India |
"Dr. Aziz never" | Adela Quested | speak on oath, Miss Quested."<|quote|>"Dr. Aziz never"</|quote|>"I stop these proceedings on | their extreme gravity. Remember you speak on oath, Miss Quested."<|quote|>"Dr. Aziz never"</|quote|>"I stop these proceedings on medical grounds," cried the Major | am speaking to the witness myself. And the public will be silent. If it continues to talk, I have the court cleared. Miss Quested, address your remarks to me, who am the Magistrate in charge of the case, and realize their extreme gravity. Remember you speak on oath, Miss Quested."<|quote|>"Dr. Aziz never"</|quote|>"I s... | into the cave." The Superintendent slammed down his papers, then picked them up and said calmly: "Now, Miss Quested, let us go on. I will read you the words of the deposition which you signed two hours later in my bungalow." "Excuse me, Mr. McBryde, you cannot go on. I am speaking to the witness myself. And the public ... | term it, and you have entered a cave. I suggest to you that the prisoner followed you." She shook her head. "What do you mean, please?" "No," she said in a flat, unattractive voice. Slight noises began in various parts of the room, but no one yet understood what was occurring except Fielding. He saw that she was going ... | a nullah." "I know where you mean." "You went alone into one of those caves?" "That is quite correct." "And the prisoner followed you." "Now we've got 'im," from the Major. She was silent. The court, the place of question, awaited her reply. But she could not give it until Aziz entered the place of answer. "The prisone... | Ronny. She had thought of love just before she went in, and had innocently asked Aziz what marriage was like, and she supposed that her question had roused evil in him. To recount this would have been incredibly painful, it was the one point she wanted to keep obscure; she was willing to give details that would have di... | sure." "I beg your pardon?" said the Superintendent of Police. "I cannot be sure . . ." "I didn't catch that answer." He looked scared, his mouth shut with a snap. "You are on that landing, or whatever we term it, and you have entered a cave. I suggest to you that the prisoner followed you." She shook her head. "What d... | A Passage To India |
"I stop these proceedings on medical grounds," | Major Callendar | Miss Quested." "Dr. Aziz never"<|quote|>"I stop these proceedings on medical grounds,"</|quote|>cried the Major on a | Remember you speak on oath, Miss Quested." "Dr. Aziz never"<|quote|>"I stop these proceedings on medical grounds,"</|quote|>cried the Major on a word from Turton, and all | the witness myself. And the public will be silent. If it continues to talk, I have the court cleared. Miss Quested, address your remarks to me, who am the Magistrate in charge of the case, and realize their extreme gravity. Remember you speak on oath, Miss Quested." "Dr. Aziz never"<|quote|>"I stop these proceedings on... | The Superintendent slammed down his papers, then picked them up and said calmly: "Now, Miss Quested, let us go on. I will read you the words of the deposition which you signed two hours later in my bungalow." "Excuse me, Mr. McBryde, you cannot go on. I am speaking to the witness myself. And the public will be silent. ... | you have entered a cave. I suggest to you that the prisoner followed you." She shook her head. "What do you mean, please?" "No," she said in a flat, unattractive voice. Slight noises began in various parts of the room, but no one yet understood what was occurring except Fielding. He saw that she was going to have a ner... | know where you mean." "You went alone into one of those caves?" "That is quite correct." "And the prisoner followed you." "Now we've got 'im," from the Major. She was silent. The court, the place of question, awaited her reply. But she could not give it until Aziz entered the place of answer. "The prisoner followed you... | thought of love just before she went in, and had innocently asked Aziz what marriage was like, and she supposed that her question had roused evil in him. To recount this would have been incredibly painful, it was the one point she wanted to keep obscure; she was willing to give details that would have distressed other ... | the hill, or broken ground rather, with caves scattered near the beginning of a nullah." "I know where you mean." "You went alone into one of those caves?" "That is quite correct." "And the prisoner followed you." "Now we've got 'im," from the Major. She was silent. The court, the place of question, awaited her reply. ... | A Passage To India |
cried the Major on a word from Turton, and all the English rose from their chairs at once, large white figures behind which the little magistrate was hidden. The Indians rose too, hundreds of things went on at once, so that afterwards each person gave a different account of the catastrophe. | No speaker | these proceedings on medical grounds,"<|quote|>cried the Major on a word from Turton, and all the English rose from their chairs at once, large white figures behind which the little magistrate was hidden. The Indians rose too, hundreds of things went on at once, so that afterwards each person gave a different account o... | "Dr. Aziz never" "I stop these proceedings on medical grounds,"<|quote|>cried the Major on a word from Turton, and all the English rose from their chairs at once, large white figures behind which the little magistrate was hidden. The Indians rose too, hundreds of things went on at once, so that afterwards each person g... | be silent. If it continues to talk, I have the court cleared. Miss Quested, address your remarks to me, who am the Magistrate in charge of the case, and realize their extreme gravity. Remember you speak on oath, Miss Quested." "Dr. Aziz never" "I stop these proceedings on medical grounds,"<|quote|>cried the Major on a ... | picked them up and said calmly: "Now, Miss Quested, let us go on. I will read you the words of the deposition which you signed two hours later in my bungalow." "Excuse me, Mr. McBryde, you cannot go on. I am speaking to the witness myself. And the public will be silent. If it continues to talk, I have the court cleared... | to you that the prisoner followed you." She shook her head. "What do you mean, please?" "No," she said in a flat, unattractive voice. Slight noises began in various parts of the room, but no one yet understood what was occurring except Fielding. He saw that she was going to have a nervous breakdown and that his friend ... | into one of those caves?" "That is quite correct." "And the prisoner followed you." "Now we've got 'im," from the Major. She was silent. The court, the place of question, awaited her reply. But she could not give it until Aziz entered the place of answer. "The prisoner followed you, didn't he?" he repeated in the monot... | in, and had innocently asked Aziz what marriage was like, and she supposed that her question had roused evil in him. To recount this would have been incredibly painful, it was the one point she wanted to keep obscure; she was willing to give details that would have distressed other girls, but this story of her private ... | tones that they both used; they were employing agreed words throughout, so that this part of the proceedings held no surprises. "May I have half a minute before I reply to that, Mr. McBryde?" "Certainly." Her vision was of several caves. She saw herself in one, and she was also outside it, watching its entrance, for Az... | A Passage To India |
"You withdraw the charge? Answer me," | Mr. Das | different account of the catastrophe.<|quote|>"You withdraw the charge? Answer me,"</|quote|>shrieked the representative of Justice. | afterwards each person gave a different account of the catastrophe.<|quote|>"You withdraw the charge? Answer me,"</|quote|>shrieked the representative of Justice. Something that she did not | the Major on a word from Turton, and all the English rose from their chairs at once, large white figures behind which the little magistrate was hidden. The Indians rose too, hundreds of things went on at once, so that afterwards each person gave a different account of the catastrophe.<|quote|>"You withdraw the charge? ... | silent. If it continues to talk, I have the court cleared. Miss Quested, address your remarks to me, who am the Magistrate in charge of the case, and realize their extreme gravity. Remember you speak on oath, Miss Quested." "Dr. Aziz never" "I stop these proceedings on medical grounds," cried the Major on a word from T... | a nervous breakdown and that his friend was saved. "What is that, what are you saying? Speak up, please." The Magistrate bent forward. "I'm afraid I have made a mistake." "What nature of mistake?" "Dr. Aziz never followed me into the cave." The Superintendent slammed down his papers, then picked them up and said calmly... | he?" he repeated in the monotonous tones that they both used; they were employing agreed words throughout, so that this part of the proceedings held no surprises. "May I have half a minute before I reply to that, Mr. McBryde?" "Certainly." Her vision was of several caves. She saw herself in one, and she was also outsid... | but this story of her private failure she dared not allude to, and she dreaded being examined in public in case something came out. But as soon as she rose to reply, and heard the sound of her own voice, she feared not even that. A new and unknown sensation protected her, like magnificent armour. She didn't think what ... | I reply to that, Mr. McBryde?" "Certainly." Her vision was of several caves. She saw herself in one, and she was also outside it, watching its entrance, for Aziz to pass in. She failed to locate him. It was the doubt that had often visited her, but solid and attractive, like the hills, "I am not" Speech was more diffic... | A Passage To India |
shrieked the representative of Justice. Something that she did not understand took hold of the girl and pulled her through. Though the vision was over, and she had returned to the insipidity of the world, she remembered what she had learnt. Atonement and confession they could wait. It was in hard prosaic tones that she... | No speaker | withdraw the charge? Answer me,"<|quote|>shrieked the representative of Justice. Something that she did not understand took hold of the girl and pulled her through. Though the vision was over, and she had returned to the insipidity of the world, she remembered what she had learnt. Atonement and confession they could wa... | account of the catastrophe. "You withdraw the charge? Answer me,"<|quote|>shrieked the representative of Justice. Something that she did not understand took hold of the girl and pulled her through. Though the vision was over, and she had returned to the insipidity of the world, she remembered what she had learnt. Atone... | Turton, and all the English rose from their chairs at once, large white figures behind which the little magistrate was hidden. The Indians rose too, hundreds of things went on at once, so that afterwards each person gave a different account of the catastrophe. "You withdraw the charge? Answer me,"<|quote|>shrieked the ... | I have the court cleared. Miss Quested, address your remarks to me, who am the Magistrate in charge of the case, and realize their extreme gravity. Remember you speak on oath, Miss Quested." "Dr. Aziz never" "I stop these proceedings on medical grounds," cried the Major on a word from Turton, and all the English rose f... | friend was saved. "What is that, what are you saying? Speak up, please." The Magistrate bent forward. "I'm afraid I have made a mistake." "What nature of mistake?" "Dr. Aziz never followed me into the cave." The Superintendent slammed down his papers, then picked them up and said calmly: "Now, Miss Quested, let us go o... | tones that they both used; they were employing agreed words throughout, so that this part of the proceedings held no surprises. "May I have half a minute before I reply to that, Mr. McBryde?" "Certainly." Her vision was of several caves. She saw herself in one, and she was also outside it, watching its entrance, for Az... | failure she dared not allude to, and she dreaded being examined in public in case something came out. But as soon as she rose to reply, and heard the sound of her own voice, she feared not even that. A new and unknown sensation protected her, like magnificent armour. She didn't think what had happened, or even remember... | Kawa Dol, saw the niches up the curve of the stone, and felt the heat strike her face. And something caused her to add: "No one else was present to my knowledge. We appeared to be alone." "Very well, there is a ledge half-way up the hill, or broken ground rather, with caves scattered near the beginning of a nullah." "I... | A Passage To India |
"I withdraw everything." | Adela Quested | prosaic tones that she said,<|quote|>"I withdraw everything."</|quote|>"Enough sit down. Mr. McBryde, | wait. It was in hard prosaic tones that she said,<|quote|>"I withdraw everything."</|quote|>"Enough sit down. Mr. McBryde, do you wish to continue | that she did not understand took hold of the girl and pulled her through. Though the vision was over, and she had returned to the insipidity of the world, she remembered what she had learnt. Atonement and confession they could wait. It was in hard prosaic tones that she said,<|quote|>"I withdraw everything."</|quote|>"... | from their chairs at once, large white figures behind which the little magistrate was hidden. The Indians rose too, hundreds of things went on at once, so that afterwards each person gave a different account of the catastrophe. "You withdraw the charge? Answer me," shrieked the representative of Justice. Something that... | I will read you the words of the deposition which you signed two hours later in my bungalow." "Excuse me, Mr. McBryde, you cannot go on. I am speaking to the witness myself. And the public will be silent. If it continues to talk, I have the court cleared. Miss Quested, address your remarks to me, who am the Magistrate ... | Aziz to pass in. She failed to locate him. It was the doubt that had often visited her, but solid and attractive, like the hills, "I am not" Speech was more difficult than vision. "I am not quite sure." "I beg your pardon?" said the Superintendent of Police. "I cannot be sure . . ." "I didn't catch that answer." He loo... | even remember in the ordinary way of memory, but she returned to the Marabar Hills, and spoke from them across a sort of darkness to Mr. McBryde. The fatal day recurred, in every detail, but now she was of it and not of it at the same time, and this double relation gave it indescribable splendour. Why had she thought t... | was present to my knowledge. We appeared to be alone." "Very well, there is a ledge half-way up the hill, or broken ground rather, with caves scattered near the beginning of a nullah." "I know where you mean." "You went alone into one of those caves?" "That is quite correct." "And the prisoner followed you." "Now we've... | A Passage To India |
"Enough sit down. Mr. McBryde, do you wish to continue in the face of this?" | Mr. Das | she said, "I withdraw everything."<|quote|>"Enough sit down. Mr. McBryde, do you wish to continue in the face of this?"</|quote|>The Superintendent gazed at his | in hard prosaic tones that she said, "I withdraw everything."<|quote|>"Enough sit down. Mr. McBryde, do you wish to continue in the face of this?"</|quote|>The Superintendent gazed at his witness as if she was | not understand took hold of the girl and pulled her through. Though the vision was over, and she had returned to the insipidity of the world, she remembered what she had learnt. Atonement and confession they could wait. It was in hard prosaic tones that she said, "I withdraw everything."<|quote|>"Enough sit down. Mr. M... | at once, large white figures behind which the little magistrate was hidden. The Indians rose too, hundreds of things went on at once, so that afterwards each person gave a different account of the catastrophe. "You withdraw the charge? Answer me," shrieked the representative of Justice. Something that she did not under... | you the words of the deposition which you signed two hours later in my bungalow." "Excuse me, Mr. McBryde, you cannot go on. I am speaking to the witness myself. And the public will be silent. If it continues to talk, I have the court cleared. Miss Quested, address your remarks to me, who am the Magistrate in charge of... | in. She failed to locate him. It was the doubt that had often visited her, but solid and attractive, like the hills, "I am not" Speech was more difficult than vision. "I am not quite sure." "I beg your pardon?" said the Superintendent of Police. "I cannot be sure . . ." "I didn't catch that answer." He looked scared, h... | the ordinary way of memory, but she returned to the Marabar Hills, and spoke from them across a sort of darkness to Mr. McBryde. The fatal day recurred, in every detail, but now she was of it and not of it at the same time, and this double relation gave it indescribable splendour. Why had she thought the expedition "du... | those hills. Yes." As she spoke, she created the Kawa Dol, saw the niches up the curve of the stone, and felt the heat strike her face. And something caused her to add: "No one else was present to my knowledge. We appeared to be alone." "Very well, there is a ledge half-way up the hill, or broken ground rather, with ca... | A Passage To India |
The Superintendent gazed at his witness as if she was a broken machine, and said, | No speaker | in the face of this?"<|quote|>The Superintendent gazed at his witness as if she was a broken machine, and said,</|quote|>"Are you mad?" "Don't question | do you wish to continue in the face of this?"<|quote|>The Superintendent gazed at his witness as if she was a broken machine, and said,</|quote|>"Are you mad?" "Don't question her, sir; you have no | over, and she had returned to the insipidity of the world, she remembered what she had learnt. Atonement and confession they could wait. It was in hard prosaic tones that she said, "I withdraw everything." "Enough sit down. Mr. McBryde, do you wish to continue in the face of this?"<|quote|>The Superintendent gazed at h... | too, hundreds of things went on at once, so that afterwards each person gave a different account of the catastrophe. "You withdraw the charge? Answer me," shrieked the representative of Justice. Something that she did not understand took hold of the girl and pulled her through. Though the vision was over, and she had r... | "Excuse me, Mr. McBryde, you cannot go on. I am speaking to the witness myself. And the public will be silent. If it continues to talk, I have the court cleared. Miss Quested, address your remarks to me, who am the Magistrate in charge of the case, and realize their extreme gravity. Remember you speak on oath, Miss Que... | but solid and attractive, like the hills, "I am not" Speech was more difficult than vision. "I am not quite sure." "I beg your pardon?" said the Superintendent of Police. "I cannot be sure . . ." "I didn't catch that answer." He looked scared, his mouth shut with a snap. "You are on that landing, or whatever we term it... | them across a sort of darkness to Mr. McBryde. The fatal day recurred, in every detail, but now she was of it and not of it at the same time, and this double relation gave it indescribable splendour. Why had she thought the expedition "dull"? Now the sun rose again, the elephant waited, the pale masses of the rock flow... | employing agreed words throughout, so that this part of the proceedings held no surprises. "May I have half a minute before I reply to that, Mr. McBryde?" "Certainly." Her vision was of several caves. She saw herself in one, and she was also outside it, watching its entrance, for Aziz to pass in. She failed to locate h... | A Passage To India |
"Are you mad?" | Mr. Mcbryde | a broken machine, and said,<|quote|>"Are you mad?"</|quote|>"Don't question her, sir; you | witness as if she was a broken machine, and said,<|quote|>"Are you mad?"</|quote|>"Don't question her, sir; you have no longer the right." | had learnt. Atonement and confession they could wait. It was in hard prosaic tones that she said, "I withdraw everything." "Enough sit down. Mr. McBryde, do you wish to continue in the face of this?" The Superintendent gazed at his witness as if she was a broken machine, and said,<|quote|>"Are you mad?"</|quote|>"Don't... | different account of the catastrophe. "You withdraw the charge? Answer me," shrieked the representative of Justice. Something that she did not understand took hold of the girl and pulled her through. Though the vision was over, and she had returned to the insipidity of the world, she remembered what she had learnt. Ato... | And the public will be silent. If it continues to talk, I have the court cleared. Miss Quested, address your remarks to me, who am the Magistrate in charge of the case, and realize their extreme gravity. Remember you speak on oath, Miss Quested." "Dr. Aziz never" "I stop these proceedings on medical grounds," cried the... | vision. "I am not quite sure." "I beg your pardon?" said the Superintendent of Police. "I cannot be sure . . ." "I didn't catch that answer." He looked scared, his mouth shut with a snap. "You are on that landing, or whatever we term it, and you have entered a cave. I suggest to you that the prisoner followed you." She... | detail, but now she was of it and not of it at the same time, and this double relation gave it indescribable splendour. Why had she thought the expedition "dull"? Now the sun rose again, the elephant waited, the pale masses of the rock flowed round her and presented the first cave; she entered, and a match was reflecte... | "And the prisoner followed you." "Now we've got 'im," from the Major. She was silent. The court, the place of question, awaited her reply. But she could not give it until Aziz entered the place of answer. "The prisoner followed you, didn't he?" he repeated in the monotonous tones that they both used; they were employin... | A Passage To India |
"Don't question her, sir; you have no longer the right." | Mr. Das | and said, "Are you mad?"<|quote|>"Don't question her, sir; you have no longer the right."</|quote|>"Give me time to consider" | she was a broken machine, and said, "Are you mad?"<|quote|>"Don't question her, sir; you have no longer the right."</|quote|>"Give me time to consider" "Sahib, you will have to | and confession they could wait. It was in hard prosaic tones that she said, "I withdraw everything." "Enough sit down. Mr. McBryde, do you wish to continue in the face of this?" The Superintendent gazed at his witness as if she was a broken machine, and said, "Are you mad?"<|quote|>"Don't question her, sir; you have no... | the catastrophe. "You withdraw the charge? Answer me," shrieked the representative of Justice. Something that she did not understand took hold of the girl and pulled her through. Though the vision was over, and she had returned to the insipidity of the world, she remembered what she had learnt. Atonement and confession... | will be silent. If it continues to talk, I have the court cleared. Miss Quested, address your remarks to me, who am the Magistrate in charge of the case, and realize their extreme gravity. Remember you speak on oath, Miss Quested." "Dr. Aziz never" "I stop these proceedings on medical grounds," cried the Major on a wor... | not quite sure." "I beg your pardon?" said the Superintendent of Police. "I cannot be sure . . ." "I didn't catch that answer." He looked scared, his mouth shut with a snap. "You are on that landing, or whatever we term it, and you have entered a cave. I suggest to you that the prisoner followed you." She shook her hea... | she was of it and not of it at the same time, and this double relation gave it indescribable splendour. Why had she thought the expedition "dull"? Now the sun rose again, the elephant waited, the pale masses of the rock flowed round her and presented the first cave; she entered, and a match was reflected in the polishe... | and you have entered a cave. I suggest to you that the prisoner followed you." She shook her head. "What do you mean, please?" "No," she said in a flat, unattractive voice. Slight noises began in various parts of the room, but no one yet understood what was occurring except Fielding. He saw that she was going to have a... | A Passage To India |
"Give me time to consider" | Mr. Mcbryde | have no longer the right."<|quote|>"Give me time to consider"</|quote|>"Sahib, you will have to | "Don't question her, sir; you have no longer the right."<|quote|>"Give me time to consider"</|quote|>"Sahib, you will have to withdraw; this becomes a scandal," | tones that she said, "I withdraw everything." "Enough sit down. Mr. McBryde, do you wish to continue in the face of this?" The Superintendent gazed at his witness as if she was a broken machine, and said, "Are you mad?" "Don't question her, sir; you have no longer the right."<|quote|>"Give me time to consider"</|quote|... | representative of Justice. Something that she did not understand took hold of the girl and pulled her through. Though the vision was over, and she had returned to the insipidity of the world, she remembered what she had learnt. Atonement and confession they could wait. It was in hard prosaic tones that she said, "I wit... | the court cleared. Miss Quested, address your remarks to me, who am the Magistrate in charge of the case, and realize their extreme gravity. Remember you speak on oath, Miss Quested." "Dr. Aziz never" "I stop these proceedings on medical grounds," cried the Major on a word from Turton, and all the English rose from the... | of Police. "I cannot be sure . . ." "I didn't catch that answer." He looked scared, his mouth shut with a snap. "You are on that landing, or whatever we term it, and you have entered a cave. I suggest to you that the prisoner followed you." She shook her head. "What do you mean, please?" "No," she said in a flat, unatt... | same time, and this double relation gave it indescribable splendour. Why had she thought the expedition "dull"? Now the sun rose again, the elephant waited, the pale masses of the rock flowed round her and presented the first cave; she entered, and a match was reflected in the polished walls all beautiful and significa... | you, didn't he?" he repeated in the monotonous tones that they both used; they were employing agreed words throughout, so that this part of the proceedings held no surprises. "May I have half a minute before I reply to that, Mr. McBryde?" "Certainly." Her vision was of several caves. She saw herself in one, and she was... | A Passage To India |
"Sahib, you will have to withdraw; this becomes a scandal," | The Nawab Badahur | "Give me time to consider"<|quote|>"Sahib, you will have to withdraw; this becomes a scandal,"</|quote|>boomed the Nawab Bahadur suddenly | have no longer the right." "Give me time to consider"<|quote|>"Sahib, you will have to withdraw; this becomes a scandal,"</|quote|>boomed the Nawab Bahadur suddenly from the back of the | withdraw everything." "Enough sit down. Mr. McBryde, do you wish to continue in the face of this?" The Superintendent gazed at his witness as if she was a broken machine, and said, "Are you mad?" "Don't question her, sir; you have no longer the right." "Give me time to consider"<|quote|>"Sahib, you will have to withdra... | she did not understand took hold of the girl and pulled her through. Though the vision was over, and she had returned to the insipidity of the world, she remembered what she had learnt. Atonement and confession they could wait. It was in hard prosaic tones that she said, "I withdraw everything." "Enough sit down. Mr. M... | address your remarks to me, who am the Magistrate in charge of the case, and realize their extreme gravity. Remember you speak on oath, Miss Quested." "Dr. Aziz never" "I stop these proceedings on medical grounds," cried the Major on a word from Turton, and all the English rose from their chairs at once, large white fi... | sure . . ." "I didn't catch that answer." He looked scared, his mouth shut with a snap. "You are on that landing, or whatever we term it, and you have entered a cave. I suggest to you that the prisoner followed you." She shook her head. "What do you mean, please?" "No," she said in a flat, unattractive voice. Slight no... | relation gave it indescribable splendour. Why had she thought the expedition "dull"? Now the sun rose again, the elephant waited, the pale masses of the rock flowed round her and presented the first cave; she entered, and a match was reflected in the polished walls all beautiful and significant, though she had been bli... | looked scared, his mouth shut with a snap. "You are on that landing, or whatever we term it, and you have entered a cave. I suggest to you that the prisoner followed you." She shook her head. "What do you mean, please?" "No," she said in a flat, unattractive voice. Slight noises began in various parts of the room, but ... | A Passage To India |
boomed the Nawab Bahadur suddenly from the back of the court. | No speaker | withdraw; this becomes a scandal,"<|quote|>boomed the Nawab Bahadur suddenly from the back of the court.</|quote|>"He shall not," shouted Mrs. | "Sahib, you will have to withdraw; this becomes a scandal,"<|quote|>boomed the Nawab Bahadur suddenly from the back of the court.</|quote|>"He shall not," shouted Mrs. Turton against the gathering tumult. | to continue in the face of this?" The Superintendent gazed at his witness as if she was a broken machine, and said, "Are you mad?" "Don't question her, sir; you have no longer the right." "Give me time to consider" "Sahib, you will have to withdraw; this becomes a scandal,"<|quote|>boomed the Nawab Bahadur suddenly fro... | pulled her through. Though the vision was over, and she had returned to the insipidity of the world, she remembered what she had learnt. Atonement and confession they could wait. It was in hard prosaic tones that she said, "I withdraw everything." "Enough sit down. Mr. McBryde, do you wish to continue in the face of th... | charge of the case, and realize their extreme gravity. Remember you speak on oath, Miss Quested." "Dr. Aziz never" "I stop these proceedings on medical grounds," cried the Major on a word from Turton, and all the English rose from their chairs at once, large white figures behind which the little magistrate was hidden. ... | looked scared, his mouth shut with a snap. "You are on that landing, or whatever we term it, and you have entered a cave. I suggest to you that the prisoner followed you." She shook her head. "What do you mean, please?" "No," she said in a flat, unattractive voice. Slight noises began in various parts of the room, but ... | expedition "dull"? Now the sun rose again, the elephant waited, the pale masses of the rock flowed round her and presented the first cave; she entered, and a match was reflected in the polished walls all beautiful and significant, though she had been blind to it at the time. Questions were asked, and to each she found ... | agreed words throughout, so that this part of the proceedings held no surprises. "May I have half a minute before I reply to that, Mr. McBryde?" "Certainly." Her vision was of several caves. She saw herself in one, and she was also outside it, watching its entrance, for Aziz to pass in. She failed to locate him. It was... | A Passage To India |
"He shall not," | Mrs. Turton | the back of the court.<|quote|>"He shall not,"</|quote|>shouted Mrs. Turton against the | the Nawab Bahadur suddenly from the back of the court.<|quote|>"He shall not,"</|quote|>shouted Mrs. Turton against the gathering tumult. "Call the other | his witness as if she was a broken machine, and said, "Are you mad?" "Don't question her, sir; you have no longer the right." "Give me time to consider" "Sahib, you will have to withdraw; this becomes a scandal," boomed the Nawab Bahadur suddenly from the back of the court.<|quote|>"He shall not,"</|quote|>shouted Mrs.... | returned to the insipidity of the world, she remembered what she had learnt. Atonement and confession they could wait. It was in hard prosaic tones that she said, "I withdraw everything." "Enough sit down. Mr. McBryde, do you wish to continue in the face of this?" The Superintendent gazed at his witness as if she was a... | speak on oath, Miss Quested." "Dr. Aziz never" "I stop these proceedings on medical grounds," cried the Major on a word from Turton, and all the English rose from their chairs at once, large white figures behind which the little magistrate was hidden. The Indians rose too, hundreds of things went on at once, so that af... | that landing, or whatever we term it, and you have entered a cave. I suggest to you that the prisoner followed you." She shook her head. "What do you mean, please?" "No," she said in a flat, unattractive voice. Slight noises began in various parts of the room, but no one yet understood what was occurring except Fieldin... | pale masses of the rock flowed round her and presented the first cave; she entered, and a match was reflected in the polished walls all beautiful and significant, though she had been blind to it at the time. Questions were asked, and to each she found the exact reply; yes, she had noticed the "Tank of the Dagger," but ... | half a minute before I reply to that, Mr. McBryde?" "Certainly." Her vision was of several caves. She saw herself in one, and she was also outside it, watching its entrance, for Aziz to pass in. She failed to locate him. It was the doubt that had often visited her, but solid and attractive, like the hills, "I am not" S... | A Passage To India |
shouted Mrs. Turton against the gathering tumult. | No speaker | the court. "He shall not,"<|quote|>shouted Mrs. Turton against the gathering tumult.</|quote|>"Call the other witnesses; we're | suddenly from the back of the court. "He shall not,"<|quote|>shouted Mrs. Turton against the gathering tumult.</|quote|>"Call the other witnesses; we're none of us safe" Ronny | if she was a broken machine, and said, "Are you mad?" "Don't question her, sir; you have no longer the right." "Give me time to consider" "Sahib, you will have to withdraw; this becomes a scandal," boomed the Nawab Bahadur suddenly from the back of the court. "He shall not,"<|quote|>shouted Mrs. Turton against the gath... | insipidity of the world, she remembered what she had learnt. Atonement and confession they could wait. It was in hard prosaic tones that she said, "I withdraw everything." "Enough sit down. Mr. McBryde, do you wish to continue in the face of this?" The Superintendent gazed at his witness as if she was a broken machine,... | Miss Quested." "Dr. Aziz never" "I stop these proceedings on medical grounds," cried the Major on a word from Turton, and all the English rose from their chairs at once, large white figures behind which the little magistrate was hidden. The Indians rose too, hundreds of things went on at once, so that afterwards each p... | whatever we term it, and you have entered a cave. I suggest to you that the prisoner followed you." She shook her head. "What do you mean, please?" "No," she said in a flat, unattractive voice. Slight noises began in various parts of the room, but no one yet understood what was occurring except Fielding. He saw that sh... | the rock flowed round her and presented the first cave; she entered, and a match was reflected in the polished walls all beautiful and significant, though she had been blind to it at the time. Questions were asked, and to each she found the exact reply; yes, she had noticed the "Tank of the Dagger," but not known its n... | a flat, unattractive voice. Slight noises began in various parts of the room, but no one yet understood what was occurring except Fielding. He saw that she was going to have a nervous breakdown and that his friend was saved. "What is that, what are you saying? Speak up, please." The Magistrate bent forward. "I'm afraid... | A Passage To India |
"Call the other witnesses; we're none of us safe" | Mrs. Turton | Turton against the gathering tumult.<|quote|>"Call the other witnesses; we're none of us safe"</|quote|>Ronny tried to check her, | "He shall not," shouted Mrs. Turton against the gathering tumult.<|quote|>"Call the other witnesses; we're none of us safe"</|quote|>Ronny tried to check her, and she gave him an | said, "Are you mad?" "Don't question her, sir; you have no longer the right." "Give me time to consider" "Sahib, you will have to withdraw; this becomes a scandal," boomed the Nawab Bahadur suddenly from the back of the court. "He shall not," shouted Mrs. Turton against the gathering tumult.<|quote|>"Call the other wit... | she had learnt. Atonement and confession they could wait. It was in hard prosaic tones that she said, "I withdraw everything." "Enough sit down. Mr. McBryde, do you wish to continue in the face of this?" The Superintendent gazed at his witness as if she was a broken machine, and said, "Are you mad?" "Don't question her... | these proceedings on medical grounds," cried the Major on a word from Turton, and all the English rose from their chairs at once, large white figures behind which the little magistrate was hidden. The Indians rose too, hundreds of things went on at once, so that afterwards each person gave a different account of the ca... | entered a cave. I suggest to you that the prisoner followed you." She shook her head. "What do you mean, please?" "No," she said in a flat, unattractive voice. Slight noises began in various parts of the room, but no one yet understood what was occurring except Fielding. He saw that she was going to have a nervous brea... | the first cave; she entered, and a match was reflected in the polished walls all beautiful and significant, though she had been blind to it at the time. Questions were asked, and to each she found the exact reply; yes, she had noticed the "Tank of the Dagger," but not known its name; yes, Mrs. Moore had been tired afte... | Remember you speak on oath, Miss Quested." "Dr. Aziz never" "I stop these proceedings on medical grounds," cried the Major on a word from Turton, and all the English rose from their chairs at once, large white figures behind which the little magistrate was hidden. The Indians rose too, hundreds of things went on at onc... | A Passage To India |
Ronny tried to check her, and she gave him an irritable blow, then screamed insults at Adela. The Superintendent moved to the support of his friends, saying nonchalantly to the Magistrate as he did so, | No speaker | we're none of us safe"<|quote|>Ronny tried to check her, and she gave him an irritable blow, then screamed insults at Adela. The Superintendent moved to the support of his friends, saying nonchalantly to the Magistrate as he did so,</|quote|>"Right, I withdraw." Mr. Das | tumult. "Call the other witnesses; we're none of us safe"<|quote|>Ronny tried to check her, and she gave him an irritable blow, then screamed insults at Adela. The Superintendent moved to the support of his friends, saying nonchalantly to the Magistrate as he did so,</|quote|>"Right, I withdraw." Mr. Das rose, nearly d... | have no longer the right." "Give me time to consider" "Sahib, you will have to withdraw; this becomes a scandal," boomed the Nawab Bahadur suddenly from the back of the court. "He shall not," shouted Mrs. Turton against the gathering tumult. "Call the other witnesses; we're none of us safe"<|quote|>Ronny tried to check... | It was in hard prosaic tones that she said, "I withdraw everything." "Enough sit down. Mr. McBryde, do you wish to continue in the face of this?" The Superintendent gazed at his witness as if she was a broken machine, and said, "Are you mad?" "Don't question her, sir; you have no longer the right." "Give me time to con... | a word from Turton, and all the English rose from their chairs at once, large white figures behind which the little magistrate was hidden. The Indians rose too, hundreds of things went on at once, so that afterwards each person gave a different account of the catastrophe. "You withdraw the charge? Answer me," shrieked ... | prisoner followed you." She shook her head. "What do you mean, please?" "No," she said in a flat, unattractive voice. Slight noises began in various parts of the room, but no one yet understood what was occurring except Fielding. He saw that she was going to have a nervous breakdown and that his friend was saved. "What... | reflected in the polished walls all beautiful and significant, though she had been blind to it at the time. Questions were asked, and to each she found the exact reply; yes, she had noticed the "Tank of the Dagger," but not known its name; yes, Mrs. Moore had been tired after the first cave and sat in the shadow of a g... | into the cave." The Superintendent slammed down his papers, then picked them up and said calmly: "Now, Miss Quested, let us go on. I will read you the words of the deposition which you signed two hours later in my bungalow." "Excuse me, Mr. McBryde, you cannot go on. I am speaking to the witness myself. And the public ... | A Passage To India |
"Right, I withdraw." | Mr. Mcbryde | Magistrate as he did so,<|quote|>"Right, I withdraw."</|quote|>Mr. Das rose, nearly dead | friends, saying nonchalantly to the Magistrate as he did so,<|quote|>"Right, I withdraw."</|quote|>Mr. Das rose, nearly dead with the strain. He had | Mrs. Turton against the gathering tumult. "Call the other witnesses; we're none of us safe" Ronny tried to check her, and she gave him an irritable blow, then screamed insults at Adela. The Superintendent moved to the support of his friends, saying nonchalantly to the Magistrate as he did so,<|quote|>"Right, I withdraw... | she was a broken machine, and said, "Are you mad?" "Don't question her, sir; you have no longer the right." "Give me time to consider" "Sahib, you will have to withdraw; this becomes a scandal," boomed the Nawab Bahadur suddenly from the back of the court. "He shall not," shouted Mrs. Turton against the gathering tumul... | so that afterwards each person gave a different account of the catastrophe. "You withdraw the charge? Answer me," shrieked the representative of Justice. Something that she did not understand took hold of the girl and pulled her through. Though the vision was over, and she had returned to the insipidity of the world, s... | was occurring except Fielding. He saw that she was going to have a nervous breakdown and that his friend was saved. "What is that, what are you saying? Speak up, please." The Magistrate bent forward. "I'm afraid I have made a mistake." "What nature of mistake?" "Dr. Aziz never followed me into the cave." The Superinten... | "Tank of the Dagger," but not known its name; yes, Mrs. Moore had been tired after the first cave and sat in the shadow of a great rock, near the dried-up mud. Smoothly the voice in the distance proceeded, leading along the paths of truth, and the airs from the punkah behind her wafted her on. . . . ". . . the prisoner... | The Indians rose too, hundreds of things went on at once, so that afterwards each person gave a different account of the catastrophe. "You withdraw the charge? Answer me," shrieked the representative of Justice. Something that she did not understand took hold of the girl and pulled her through. Though the vision was ov... | A Passage To India |
Mr. Das rose, nearly dead with the strain. He had controlled the case, just controlled it. He had shown that an Indian can preside. To those who could hear him he said, | No speaker | did so, "Right, I withdraw."<|quote|>Mr. Das rose, nearly dead with the strain. He had controlled the case, just controlled it. He had shown that an Indian can preside. To those who could hear him he said,</|quote|>"The prisoner is released without | to the Magistrate as he did so, "Right, I withdraw."<|quote|>Mr. Das rose, nearly dead with the strain. He had controlled the case, just controlled it. He had shown that an Indian can preside. To those who could hear him he said,</|quote|>"The prisoner is released without one stain on his character; | the gathering tumult. "Call the other witnesses; we're none of us safe" Ronny tried to check her, and she gave him an irritable blow, then screamed insults at Adela. The Superintendent moved to the support of his friends, saying nonchalantly to the Magistrate as he did so, "Right, I withdraw."<|quote|>Mr. Das rose, nea... | broken machine, and said, "Are you mad?" "Don't question her, sir; you have no longer the right." "Give me time to consider" "Sahib, you will have to withdraw; this becomes a scandal," boomed the Nawab Bahadur suddenly from the back of the court. "He shall not," shouted Mrs. Turton against the gathering tumult. "Call t... | each person gave a different account of the catastrophe. "You withdraw the charge? Answer me," shrieked the representative of Justice. Something that she did not understand took hold of the girl and pulled her through. Though the vision was over, and she had returned to the insipidity of the world, she remembered what ... | Fielding. He saw that she was going to have a nervous breakdown and that his friend was saved. "What is that, what are you saying? Speak up, please." The Magistrate bent forward. "I'm afraid I have made a mistake." "What nature of mistake?" "Dr. Aziz never followed me into the cave." The Superintendent slammed down his... | Dagger," but not known its name; yes, Mrs. Moore had been tired after the first cave and sat in the shadow of a great rock, near the dried-up mud. Smoothly the voice in the distance proceeded, leading along the paths of truth, and the airs from the punkah behind her wafted her on. . . . ". . . the prisoner and the guid... | If it continues to talk, I have the court cleared. Miss Quested, address your remarks to me, who am the Magistrate in charge of the case, and realize their extreme gravity. Remember you speak on oath, Miss Quested." "Dr. Aziz never" "I stop these proceedings on medical grounds," cried the Major on a word from Turton, a... | A Passage To India |
"The prisoner is released without one stain on his character; the question of costs will be decided elsewhere." | Mr. Das | could hear him he said,<|quote|>"The prisoner is released without one stain on his character; the question of costs will be decided elsewhere."</|quote|>And then the flimsy framework | can preside. To those who could hear him he said,<|quote|>"The prisoner is released without one stain on his character; the question of costs will be decided elsewhere."</|quote|>And then the flimsy framework of the court broke up, | to the support of his friends, saying nonchalantly to the Magistrate as he did so, "Right, I withdraw." Mr. Das rose, nearly dead with the strain. He had controlled the case, just controlled it. He had shown that an Indian can preside. To those who could hear him he said,<|quote|>"The prisoner is released without one s... | boomed the Nawab Bahadur suddenly from the back of the court. "He shall not," shouted Mrs. Turton against the gathering tumult. "Call the other witnesses; we're none of us safe" Ronny tried to check her, and she gave him an irritable blow, then screamed insults at Adela. The Superintendent moved to the support of his f... | pulled her through. Though the vision was over, and she had returned to the insipidity of the world, she remembered what she had learnt. Atonement and confession they could wait. It was in hard prosaic tones that she said, "I withdraw everything." "Enough sit down. Mr. McBryde, do you wish to continue in the face of th... | "I'm afraid I have made a mistake." "What nature of mistake?" "Dr. Aziz never followed me into the cave." The Superintendent slammed down his papers, then picked them up and said calmly: "Now, Miss Quested, let us go on. I will read you the words of the deposition which you signed two hours later in my bungalow." "Excu... | in the distance proceeded, leading along the paths of truth, and the airs from the punkah behind her wafted her on. . . . ". . . the prisoner and the guide took you on to the Kawa Dol, no one else being present?" "The most wonderfully shaped of those hills. Yes." As she spoke, she created the Kawa Dol, saw the niches u... | her head. "What do you mean, please?" "No," she said in a flat, unattractive voice. Slight noises began in various parts of the room, but no one yet understood what was occurring except Fielding. He saw that she was going to have a nervous breakdown and that his friend was saved. "What is that, what are you saying? Spe... | A Passage To India |
And then the flimsy framework of the court broke up, the shouts of derision and rage culminated, people screamed and cursed, kissed one another, wept passionately. Here were the English, whom their servants protected, there Aziz fainted in Hamidullah's arms. Victory on this side, defeat on that complete for one moment ... | No speaker | costs will be decided elsewhere."<|quote|>And then the flimsy framework of the court broke up, the shouts of derision and rage culminated, people screamed and cursed, kissed one another, wept passionately. Here were the English, whom their servants protected, there Aziz fainted in Hamidullah's arms. Victory on this sid... | his character; the question of costs will be decided elsewhere."<|quote|>And then the flimsy framework of the court broke up, the shouts of derision and rage culminated, people screamed and cursed, kissed one another, wept passionately. Here were the English, whom their servants protected, there Aziz fainted in Hamidul... | Mr. Das rose, nearly dead with the strain. He had controlled the case, just controlled it. He had shown that an Indian can preside. To those who could hear him he said, "The prisoner is released without one stain on his character; the question of costs will be decided elsewhere."<|quote|>And then the flimsy framework o... | the gathering tumult. "Call the other witnesses; we're none of us safe" Ronny tried to check her, and she gave him an irritable blow, then screamed insults at Adela. The Superintendent moved to the support of his friends, saying nonchalantly to the Magistrate as he did so, "Right, I withdraw." Mr. Das rose, nearly dead... | she remembered what she had learnt. Atonement and confession they could wait. It was in hard prosaic tones that she said, "I withdraw everything." "Enough sit down. Mr. McBryde, do you wish to continue in the face of this?" The Superintendent gazed at his witness as if she was a broken machine, and said, "Are you mad?"... | cave." The Superintendent slammed down his papers, then picked them up and said calmly: "Now, Miss Quested, let us go on. I will read you the words of the deposition which you signed two hours later in my bungalow." "Excuse me, Mr. McBryde, you cannot go on. I am speaking to the witness myself. And the public will be s... | wafted her on. . . . ". . . the prisoner and the guide took you on to the Kawa Dol, no one else being present?" "The most wonderfully shaped of those hills. Yes." As she spoke, she created the Kawa Dol, saw the niches up the curve of the stone, and felt the heat strike her face. And something caused her to add: "No one... | shut with a snap. "You are on that landing, or whatever we term it, and you have entered a cave. I suggest to you that the prisoner followed you." She shook her head. "What do you mean, please?" "No," she said in a flat, unattractive voice. Slight noises began in various parts of the room, but no one yet understood wha... | A Passage To India |
"What do you want here?" | Cyril Fielding | was flung against Mr. Fielding.<|quote|>"What do you want here?"</|quote|>Knowing him for her enemy, | universe she had created, she was flung against Mr. Fielding.<|quote|>"What do you want here?"</|quote|>Knowing him for her enemy, she passed on into the | earth into a single mess. They paid no attention to her. They shook hands over her shoulder, shouted through her body for when the Indian does ignore his rulers, he becomes genuinely unaware of their existence. Without part in the universe she had created, she was flung against Mr. Fielding.<|quote|>"What do you want h... | pan between his black teeth, odorous powders, oils the Scented East of tradition, but blended with human sweat as if a great king had been entangled in ignominy and could not free himself, or as if the heat of the sun had boiled and fried all the glories of the earth into a single mess. They paid no attention to her. T... | that anything unusual had occurred, he continued to pull the cord of his punkah, to gaze at the empty dais and the overturned special chairs, and rhythmically to agitate the clouds of descending dust. CHAPTER XXV Miss Quested had renounced her own people. Turning from them, she was drawn into a mass of Indians of the s... | of the court. "He shall not," shouted Mrs. Turton against the gathering tumult. "Call the other witnesses; we're none of us safe" Ronny tried to check her, and she gave him an irritable blow, then screamed insults at Adela. The Superintendent moved to the support of his friends, saying nonchalantly to the Magistrate as... | "You are on that landing, or whatever we term it, and you have entered a cave. I suggest to you that the prisoner followed you." She shook her head. "What do you mean, please?" "No," she said in a flat, unattractive voice. Slight noises began in various parts of the room, but no one yet understood what was occurring ex... | she said, "I withdraw everything." "Enough sit down. Mr. McBryde, do you wish to continue in the face of this?" The Superintendent gazed at his witness as if she was a broken machine, and said, "Are you mad?" "Don't question her, sir; you have no longer the right." "Give me time to consider" "Sahib, you will have to wi... | A Passage To India |
Knowing him for her enemy, she passed on into the sunlight without speaking. He called after her, | No speaker | "What do you want here?"<|quote|>Knowing him for her enemy, she passed on into the sunlight without speaking. He called after her,</|quote|>"Where are you going, Miss | was flung against Mr. Fielding. "What do you want here?"<|quote|>Knowing him for her enemy, she passed on into the sunlight without speaking. He called after her,</|quote|>"Where are you going, Miss Quested?" "I don't know." "You | They paid no attention to her. They shook hands over her shoulder, shouted through her body for when the Indian does ignore his rulers, he becomes genuinely unaware of their existence. Without part in the universe she had created, she was flung against Mr. Fielding. "What do you want here?"<|quote|>Knowing him for her ... | odorous powders, oils the Scented East of tradition, but blended with human sweat as if a great king had been entangled in ignominy and could not free himself, or as if the heat of the sun had boiled and fried all the glories of the earth into a single mess. They paid no attention to her. They shook hands over her shou... | he continued to pull the cord of his punkah, to gaze at the empty dais and the overturned special chairs, and rhythmically to agitate the clouds of descending dust. CHAPTER XXV Miss Quested had renounced her own people. Turning from them, she was drawn into a mass of Indians of the shopkeeping class, and carried by the... | not," shouted Mrs. Turton against the gathering tumult. "Call the other witnesses; we're none of us safe" Ronny tried to check her, and she gave him an irritable blow, then screamed insults at Adela. The Superintendent moved to the support of his friends, saying nonchalantly to the Magistrate as he did so, "Right, I wi... | or whatever we term it, and you have entered a cave. I suggest to you that the prisoner followed you." She shook her head. "What do you mean, please?" "No," she said in a flat, unattractive voice. Slight noises began in various parts of the room, but no one yet understood what was occurring except Fielding. He saw that... | him an irritable blow, then screamed insults at Adela. The Superintendent moved to the support of his friends, saying nonchalantly to the Magistrate as he did so, "Right, I withdraw." Mr. Das rose, nearly dead with the strain. He had controlled the case, just controlled it. He had shown that an Indian can preside. To t... | A Passage To India |
"Where are you going, Miss Quested?" | Cyril Fielding | speaking. He called after her,<|quote|>"Where are you going, Miss Quested?"</|quote|>"I don't know." "You can't | on into the sunlight without speaking. He called after her,<|quote|>"Where are you going, Miss Quested?"</|quote|>"I don't know." "You can't wander about like that. Where's | when the Indian does ignore his rulers, he becomes genuinely unaware of their existence. Without part in the universe she had created, she was flung against Mr. Fielding. "What do you want here?" Knowing him for her enemy, she passed on into the sunlight without speaking. He called after her,<|quote|>"Where are you goi... | king had been entangled in ignominy and could not free himself, or as if the heat of the sun had boiled and fried all the glories of the earth into a single mess. They paid no attention to her. They shook hands over her shoulder, shouted through her body for when the Indian does ignore his rulers, he becomes genuinely ... | overturned special chairs, and rhythmically to agitate the clouds of descending dust. CHAPTER XXV Miss Quested had renounced her own people. Turning from them, she was drawn into a mass of Indians of the shopkeeping class, and carried by them towards the public exit of the court. The faint, indescribable smell of the b... | Ronny tried to check her, and she gave him an irritable blow, then screamed insults at Adela. The Superintendent moved to the support of his friends, saying nonchalantly to the Magistrate as he did so, "Right, I withdraw." Mr. Das rose, nearly dead with the strain. He had controlled the case, just controlled it. He had... | prisoner followed you." She shook her head. "What do you mean, please?" "No," she said in a flat, unattractive voice. Slight noises began in various parts of the room, but no one yet understood what was occurring except Fielding. He saw that she was going to have a nervous breakdown and that his friend was saved. "What... | witnesses; we're none of us safe" Ronny tried to check her, and she gave him an irritable blow, then screamed insults at Adela. The Superintendent moved to the support of his friends, saying nonchalantly to the Magistrate as he did so, "Right, I withdraw." Mr. Das rose, nearly dead with the strain. He had controlled th... | A Passage To India |
"I don't know." | Adela Quested | are you going, Miss Quested?"<|quote|>"I don't know."</|quote|>"You can't wander about like | He called after her, "Where are you going, Miss Quested?"<|quote|>"I don't know."</|quote|>"You can't wander about like that. Where's the car you | rulers, he becomes genuinely unaware of their existence. Without part in the universe she had created, she was flung against Mr. Fielding. "What do you want here?" Knowing him for her enemy, she passed on into the sunlight without speaking. He called after her, "Where are you going, Miss Quested?"<|quote|>"I don't know... | and could not free himself, or as if the heat of the sun had boiled and fried all the glories of the earth into a single mess. They paid no attention to her. They shook hands over her shoulder, shouted through her body for when the Indian does ignore his rulers, he becomes genuinely unaware of their existence. Without ... | agitate the clouds of descending dust. CHAPTER XXV Miss Quested had renounced her own people. Turning from them, she was drawn into a mass of Indians of the shopkeeping class, and carried by them towards the public exit of the court. The faint, indescribable smell of the bazaars invaded her, sweeter than a London slum,... | she gave him an irritable blow, then screamed insults at Adela. The Superintendent moved to the support of his friends, saying nonchalantly to the Magistrate as he did so, "Right, I withdraw." Mr. Das rose, nearly dead with the strain. He had controlled the case, just controlled it. He had shown that an Indian can pres... | head. "What do you mean, please?" "No," she said in a flat, unattractive voice. Slight noises began in various parts of the room, but no one yet understood what was occurring except Fielding. He saw that she was going to have a nervous breakdown and that his friend was saved. "What is that, what are you saying? Speak u... | boomed the Nawab Bahadur suddenly from the back of the court. "He shall not," shouted Mrs. Turton against the gathering tumult. "Call the other witnesses; we're none of us safe" Ronny tried to check her, and she gave him an irritable blow, then screamed insults at Adela. The Superintendent moved to the support of his f... | A Passage To India |
"You can't wander about like that. Where's the car you came in?" | Cyril Fielding | Miss Quested?" "I don't know."<|quote|>"You can't wander about like that. Where's the car you came in?"</|quote|>"I shall walk." "What madness | her, "Where are you going, Miss Quested?" "I don't know."<|quote|>"You can't wander about like that. Where's the car you came in?"</|quote|>"I shall walk." "What madness . . . there's supposed | genuinely unaware of their existence. Without part in the universe she had created, she was flung against Mr. Fielding. "What do you want here?" Knowing him for her enemy, she passed on into the sunlight without speaking. He called after her, "Where are you going, Miss Quested?" "I don't know."<|quote|>"You can't wande... | free himself, or as if the heat of the sun had boiled and fried all the glories of the earth into a single mess. They paid no attention to her. They shook hands over her shoulder, shouted through her body for when the Indian does ignore his rulers, he becomes genuinely unaware of their existence. Without part in the un... | of descending dust. CHAPTER XXV Miss Quested had renounced her own people. Turning from them, she was drawn into a mass of Indians of the shopkeeping class, and carried by them towards the public exit of the court. The faint, indescribable smell of the bazaars invaded her, sweeter than a London slum, yet more disquieti... | an irritable blow, then screamed insults at Adela. The Superintendent moved to the support of his friends, saying nonchalantly to the Magistrate as he did so, "Right, I withdraw." Mr. Das rose, nearly dead with the strain. He had controlled the case, just controlled it. He had shown that an Indian can preside. To those... | you mean, please?" "No," she said in a flat, unattractive voice. Slight noises began in various parts of the room, but no one yet understood what was occurring except Fielding. He saw that she was going to have a nervous breakdown and that his friend was saved. "What is that, what are you saying? Speak up, please." The... | stain on his character; the question of costs will be decided elsewhere." And then the flimsy framework of the court broke up, the shouts of derision and rage culminated, people screamed and cursed, kissed one another, wept passionately. Here were the English, whom their servants protected, there Aziz fainted in Hamidu... | A Passage To India |
"I shall walk." | Adela Quested | the car you came in?"<|quote|>"I shall walk."</|quote|>"What madness . . . | wander about like that. Where's the car you came in?"<|quote|>"I shall walk."</|quote|>"What madness . . . there's supposed to be a | created, she was flung against Mr. Fielding. "What do you want here?" Knowing him for her enemy, she passed on into the sunlight without speaking. He called after her, "Where are you going, Miss Quested?" "I don't know." "You can't wander about like that. Where's the car you came in?"<|quote|>"I shall walk."</|quote|>"... | and fried all the glories of the earth into a single mess. They paid no attention to her. They shook hands over her shoulder, shouted through her body for when the Indian does ignore his rulers, he becomes genuinely unaware of their existence. Without part in the universe she had created, she was flung against Mr. Fiel... | Turning from them, she was drawn into a mass of Indians of the shopkeeping class, and carried by them towards the public exit of the court. The faint, indescribable smell of the bazaars invaded her, sweeter than a London slum, yet more disquieting: a tuft of scented cotton wool, wedged in an old man's ear, fragments of... | the support of his friends, saying nonchalantly to the Magistrate as he did so, "Right, I withdraw." Mr. Das rose, nearly dead with the strain. He had controlled the case, just controlled it. He had shown that an Indian can preside. To those who could hear him he said, "The prisoner is released without one stain on his... | noises began in various parts of the room, but no one yet understood what was occurring except Fielding. He saw that she was going to have a nervous breakdown and that his friend was saved. "What is that, what are you saying? Speak up, please." The Magistrate bent forward. "I'm afraid I have made a mistake." "What natu... | "Give me time to consider" "Sahib, you will have to withdraw; this becomes a scandal," boomed the Nawab Bahadur suddenly from the back of the court. "He shall not," shouted Mrs. Turton against the gathering tumult. "Call the other witnesses; we're none of us safe" Ronny tried to check her, and she gave him an irritable... | A Passage To India |
"What madness . . . there's supposed to be a riot on . . . the police have struck, no one knows what'll happen next. Why don't you keep to your own people?" | Cyril Fielding | came in?" "I shall walk."<|quote|>"What madness . . . there's supposed to be a riot on . . . the police have struck, no one knows what'll happen next. Why don't you keep to your own people?"</|quote|>"Ought I to join them?" | that. Where's the car you came in?" "I shall walk."<|quote|>"What madness . . . there's supposed to be a riot on . . . the police have struck, no one knows what'll happen next. Why don't you keep to your own people?"</|quote|>"Ought I to join them?" she said, without emotion. She | flung against Mr. Fielding. "What do you want here?" Knowing him for her enemy, she passed on into the sunlight without speaking. He called after her, "Where are you going, Miss Quested?" "I don't know." "You can't wander about like that. Where's the car you came in?" "I shall walk."<|quote|>"What madness . . . there's... | the glories of the earth into a single mess. They paid no attention to her. They shook hands over her shoulder, shouted through her body for when the Indian does ignore his rulers, he becomes genuinely unaware of their existence. Without part in the universe she had created, she was flung against Mr. Fielding. "What do... | she was drawn into a mass of Indians of the shopkeeping class, and carried by them towards the public exit of the court. The faint, indescribable smell of the bazaars invaded her, sweeter than a London slum, yet more disquieting: a tuft of scented cotton wool, wedged in an old man's ear, fragments of pan between his bl... | his friends, saying nonchalantly to the Magistrate as he did so, "Right, I withdraw." Mr. Das rose, nearly dead with the strain. He had controlled the case, just controlled it. He had shown that an Indian can preside. To those who could hear him he said, "The prisoner is released without one stain on his character; the... | various parts of the room, but no one yet understood what was occurring except Fielding. He saw that she was going to have a nervous breakdown and that his friend was saved. "What is that, what are you saying? Speak up, please." The Magistrate bent forward. "I'm afraid I have made a mistake." "What nature of mistake?" ... | court broke up, the shouts of derision and rage culminated, people screamed and cursed, kissed one another, wept passionately. Here were the English, whom their servants protected, there Aziz fainted in Hamidullah's arms. Victory on this side, defeat on that complete for one moment was the antithesis. Then life returne... | A Passage To India |
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