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"Don't use such exaggerated phrases." | Cyril Fielding | and now it is yours."<|quote|>"Don't use such exaggerated phrases."</|quote|>"As what?" "As dismay and | name was coupled with her and now it is yours."<|quote|>"Don't use such exaggerated phrases."</|quote|>"As what?" "As dismay and anxiety." "Have I not lived | Miss Quested has cleared out at last." "It is those who stop in the country, not those who leave it, whom such a story injures. Imagine my dismay and anxiety. I could scarcely get a wink of sleep. First my name was coupled with her and now it is yours."<|quote|>"Don't use such exaggerated phrases."</|quote|>"As what?" ... | To speak perfectly frankly, they say you and she have been guilty of impropriety." "They would say that." "It's all over the town, and may injure your reputation. You know, everyone is by no means your supporter. I have tried all I could to silence such a story." "Don't bother. Miss Quested has cleared out at last." "I... | ." "This evening will do for schoolmastery. I should go straight to the Minto now, the cholera looks bad. We begin to have local cases as well as imported. In fact, the whole of life is somewhat sad. The new Civil Surgeon is the same as the last, but does not yet dare to be. That is all any administrative change amount... | true. He had no objection on moral grounds to his friends amusing themselves, and Cyril, being middle-aged, could no longer expect the pick of the female market, and must take his amusement where he could find it. But he resented him making up to this particular woman, whom he still regarded as his enemy; also, why had... | and said: "Just! Still, your meaning doesn't help me out of my difficulties. I am determined to leave Chandrapore. The problem is, for where? I am determined to write poetry. The problem is, about what? You give me no assistance." Then, surprising both Hamidullah and himself, he had an explosion of nerves. "But who doe... | for a poem, take this: The Indian lady as she is and not as she is supposed to be." CHAPTER XXXI Aziz had no sense of evidence. The sequence of his emotions decided his beliefs, and led to the tragic coolness between himself and his English friend. They had conquered but were not to be crowned. Fielding was away at a c... | A Passage To India |
"As what?" | Dr. Aziz | "Don't use such exaggerated phrases."<|quote|>"As what?"</|quote|>"As dismay and anxiety." "Have | and now it is yours." "Don't use such exaggerated phrases."<|quote|>"As what?"</|quote|>"As dismay and anxiety." "Have I not lived all my | at last." "It is those who stop in the country, not those who leave it, whom such a story injures. Imagine my dismay and anxiety. I could scarcely get a wink of sleep. First my name was coupled with her and now it is yours." "Don't use such exaggerated phrases."<|quote|>"As what?"</|quote|>"As dismay and anxiety." "Hav... | say you and she have been guilty of impropriety." "They would say that." "It's all over the town, and may injure your reputation. You know, everyone is by no means your supporter. I have tried all I could to silence such a story." "Don't bother. Miss Quested has cleared out at last." "It is those who stop in the countr... | for schoolmastery. I should go straight to the Minto now, the cholera looks bad. We begin to have local cases as well as imported. In fact, the whole of life is somewhat sad. The new Civil Surgeon is the same as the last, but does not yet dare to be. That is all any administrative change amounts to. All my suffering ha... | on moral grounds to his friends amusing themselves, and Cyril, being middle-aged, could no longer expect the pick of the female market, and must take his amusement where he could find it. But he resented him making up to this particular woman, whom he still regarded as his enemy; also, why had he not been told? What is... | meaning doesn't help me out of my difficulties. I am determined to leave Chandrapore. The problem is, for where? I am determined to write poetry. The problem is, about what? You give me no assistance." Then, surprising both Hamidullah and himself, he had an explosion of nerves. "But who does give me assistance? No one ... | he calls there is some excuse she is not feeling well, she is ashamed of the room, she has no nice sweets to offer him, only Elephants' Ears, and if I say Elephants' Ears are Mr. Fielding's favourite sweet, she replies that he will know how badly hers are made, so she cannot see him on their account. For fifteen years,... | A Passage To India |
"As dismay and anxiety." | Cyril Fielding | such exaggerated phrases." "As what?"<|quote|>"As dismay and anxiety."</|quote|>"Have I not lived all | it is yours." "Don't use such exaggerated phrases." "As what?"<|quote|>"As dismay and anxiety."</|quote|>"Have I not lived all my life in India? Do | "It is those who stop in the country, not those who leave it, whom such a story injures. Imagine my dismay and anxiety. I could scarcely get a wink of sleep. First my name was coupled with her and now it is yours." "Don't use such exaggerated phrases." "As what?"<|quote|>"As dismay and anxiety."</|quote|>"Have I not li... | and she have been guilty of impropriety." "They would say that." "It's all over the town, and may injure your reputation. You know, everyone is by no means your supporter. I have tried all I could to silence such a story." "Don't bother. Miss Quested has cleared out at last." "It is those who stop in the country, not t... | I should go straight to the Minto now, the cholera looks bad. We begin to have local cases as well as imported. In fact, the whole of life is somewhat sad. The new Civil Surgeon is the same as the last, but does not yet dare to be. That is all any administrative change amounts to. All my suffering has won nothing for u... | grounds to his friends amusing themselves, and Cyril, being middle-aged, could no longer expect the pick of the female market, and must take his amusement where he could find it. But he resented him making up to this particular woman, whom he still regarded as his enemy; also, why had he not been told? What is friendsh... | help me out of my difficulties. I am determined to leave Chandrapore. The problem is, for where? I am determined to write poetry. The problem is, about what? You give me no assistance." Then, surprising both Hamidullah and himself, he had an explosion of nerves. "But who does give me assistance? No one is my friend. Al... | Mr. McBryde had been caught in her room, and his wife was divorcing him. "That pure-minded fellow. However, he will blame the Indian climate. Everything is our fault really. Now, have I not discovered an important piece of news for you, Cyril?" "Not very," said Fielding, who took little interest in distant sins. "Liste... | A Passage To India |
"Have I not lived all my life in India? Do I not know what produces a bad impression here?" | Dr. Aziz | what?" "As dismay and anxiety."<|quote|>"Have I not lived all my life in India? Do I not know what produces a bad impression here?"</|quote|>His voice shot up rather | use such exaggerated phrases." "As what?" "As dismay and anxiety."<|quote|>"Have I not lived all my life in India? Do I not know what produces a bad impression here?"</|quote|>His voice shot up rather crossly. "Yes, but the scale, | stop in the country, not those who leave it, whom such a story injures. Imagine my dismay and anxiety. I could scarcely get a wink of sleep. First my name was coupled with her and now it is yours." "Don't use such exaggerated phrases." "As what?" "As dismay and anxiety."<|quote|>"Have I not lived all my life in India? ... | guilty of impropriety." "They would say that." "It's all over the town, and may injure your reputation. You know, everyone is by no means your supporter. I have tried all I could to silence such a story." "Don't bother. Miss Quested has cleared out at last." "It is those who stop in the country, not those who leave it,... | to the Minto now, the cholera looks bad. We begin to have local cases as well as imported. In fact, the whole of life is somewhat sad. The new Civil Surgeon is the same as the last, but does not yet dare to be. That is all any administrative change amounts to. All my suffering has won nothing for us. But look here, Cyr... | amusing themselves, and Cyril, being middle-aged, could no longer expect the pick of the female market, and must take his amusement where he could find it. But he resented him making up to this particular woman, whom he still regarded as his enemy; also, why had he not been told? What is friendship without confidences?... | my difficulties. I am determined to leave Chandrapore. The problem is, for where? I am determined to write poetry. The problem is, about what? You give me no assistance." Then, surprising both Hamidullah and himself, he had an explosion of nerves. "But who does give me assistance? No one is my friend. All are traitors,... | very," said Fielding, who took little interest in distant sins. "Listen to mine." Aziz' face lit up. "At the conference, it was settled. . . ." "This evening will do for schoolmastery. I should go straight to the Minto now, the cholera looks bad. We begin to have local cases as well as imported. In fact, the whole of l... | A Passage To India |
His voice shot up rather crossly. | No speaker | produces a bad impression here?"<|quote|>His voice shot up rather crossly.</|quote|>"Yes, but the scale, the | Do I not know what produces a bad impression here?"<|quote|>His voice shot up rather crossly.</|quote|>"Yes, but the scale, the scale. You always get the | I could scarcely get a wink of sleep. First my name was coupled with her and now it is yours." "Don't use such exaggerated phrases." "As what?" "As dismay and anxiety." "Have I not lived all my life in India? Do I not know what produces a bad impression here?"<|quote|>His voice shot up rather crossly.</|quote|>"Yes, bu... | everyone is by no means your supporter. I have tried all I could to silence such a story." "Don't bother. Miss Quested has cleared out at last." "It is those who stop in the country, not those who leave it, whom such a story injures. Imagine my dismay and anxiety. I could scarcely get a wink of sleep. First my name was... | fact, the whole of life is somewhat sad. The new Civil Surgeon is the same as the last, but does not yet dare to be. That is all any administrative change amounts to. All my suffering has won nothing for us. But look here, Cyril, while I remember it. There's gossip about you as well as McBryde. They say that you and Mi... | his amusement where he could find it. But he resented him making up to this particular woman, whom he still regarded as his enemy; also, why had he not been told? What is friendship without confidences? He himself had told things sometimes regarded as shocking, and the Englishman had listened, tolerant, but surrenderin... | The problem is, about what? You give me no assistance." Then, surprising both Hamidullah and himself, he had an explosion of nerves. "But who does give me assistance? No one is my friend. All are traitors, even my own children. I have had enough of friends." "I was going to suggest we go behind the purdah, but your thr... | will know how badly hers are made, so she cannot see him on their account. For fifteen years, my dear boy, have I argued with my begum, for fifteen years, and never gained a point, yet the missionaries inform us our women are down-trodden. If you want a subject for a poem, take this: The Indian lady as she is and not a... | A Passage To India |
"Yes, but the scale, the scale. You always get the scale wrong, my dear fellow. A pity there is this rumour, but such a very small pity so small that we may as well talk of something else." | Cyril Fielding | voice shot up rather crossly.<|quote|>"Yes, but the scale, the scale. You always get the scale wrong, my dear fellow. A pity there is this rumour, but such a very small pity so small that we may as well talk of something else."</|quote|>"You mind for Miss Quested's | a bad impression here?" His voice shot up rather crossly.<|quote|>"Yes, but the scale, the scale. You always get the scale wrong, my dear fellow. A pity there is this rumour, but such a very small pity so small that we may as well talk of something else."</|quote|>"You mind for Miss Quested's sake, though. I can see | of sleep. First my name was coupled with her and now it is yours." "Don't use such exaggerated phrases." "As what?" "As dismay and anxiety." "Have I not lived all my life in India? Do I not know what produces a bad impression here?" His voice shot up rather crossly.<|quote|>"Yes, but the scale, the scale. You always ge... | supporter. I have tried all I could to silence such a story." "Don't bother. Miss Quested has cleared out at last." "It is those who stop in the country, not those who leave it, whom such a story injures. Imagine my dismay and anxiety. I could scarcely get a wink of sleep. First my name was coupled with her and now it ... | somewhat sad. The new Civil Surgeon is the same as the last, but does not yet dare to be. That is all any administrative change amounts to. All my suffering has won nothing for us. But look here, Cyril, while I remember it. There's gossip about you as well as McBryde. They say that you and Miss Quested became also rath... | it. But he resented him making up to this particular woman, whom he still regarded as his enemy; also, why had he not been told? What is friendship without confidences? He himself had told things sometimes regarded as shocking, and the Englishman had listened, tolerant, but surrendering nothing in return. He met Fieldi... | give me no assistance." Then, surprising both Hamidullah and himself, he had an explosion of nerves. "But who does give me assistance? No one is my friend. All are traitors, even my own children. I have had enough of friends." "I was going to suggest we go behind the purdah, but your three treacherous children are ther... | beliefs, and led to the tragic coolness between himself and his English friend. They had conquered but were not to be crowned. Fielding was away at a conference, and after the rumour about Miss Quested had been with him undisturbed for a few days, he assumed it was true. He had no objection on moral grounds to his frie... | A Passage To India |
"You mind for Miss Quested's sake, though. I can see from your face." | Dr. Aziz | well talk of something else."<|quote|>"You mind for Miss Quested's sake, though. I can see from your face."</|quote|>"As far as I do | small that we may as well talk of something else."<|quote|>"You mind for Miss Quested's sake, though. I can see from your face."</|quote|>"As far as I do mind. I travel light." "Cyril, | what produces a bad impression here?" His voice shot up rather crossly. "Yes, but the scale, the scale. You always get the scale wrong, my dear fellow. A pity there is this rumour, but such a very small pity so small that we may as well talk of something else."<|quote|>"You mind for Miss Quested's sake, though. I can s... | injures. Imagine my dismay and anxiety. I could scarcely get a wink of sleep. First my name was coupled with her and now it is yours." "Don't use such exaggerated phrases." "As what?" "As dismay and anxiety." "Have I not lived all my life in India? Do I not know what produces a bad impression here?" His voice shot up r... | Cyril, while I remember it. There's gossip about you as well as McBryde. They say that you and Miss Quested became also rather too intimate friends. To speak perfectly frankly, they say you and she have been guilty of impropriety." "They would say that." "It's all over the town, and may injure your reputation. You know... | shocking, and the Englishman had listened, tolerant, but surrendering nothing in return. He met Fielding at the railway station on his return, agreed to dine with him, and then started taxing him by the oblique method, outwardly merry. An avowed European scandal there was Mr. McBryde and Miss Derek. Miss Derek's faithf... | of friends." "I was going to suggest we go behind the purdah, but your three treacherous children are there, so you will not want to." "I am sorry, it is ever since I was in prison my temper is strange; take me, forgive me." "Nureddin's mother is visiting my wife now. That is all right, I think." "They come before me s... | shocking, and the Englishman had listened, tolerant, but surrendering nothing in return. He met Fielding at the railway station on his return, agreed to dine with him, and then started taxing him by the oblique method, outwardly merry. An avowed European scandal there was Mr. McBryde and Miss Derek. Miss Derek's faithf... | A Passage To India |
"As far as I do mind. I travel light." | Cyril Fielding | can see from your face."<|quote|>"As far as I do mind. I travel light."</|quote|>"Cyril, that boastfulness about travelling | Miss Quested's sake, though. I can see from your face."<|quote|>"As far as I do mind. I travel light."</|quote|>"Cyril, that boastfulness about travelling light will be your ruin. | but the scale, the scale. You always get the scale wrong, my dear fellow. A pity there is this rumour, but such a very small pity so small that we may as well talk of something else." "You mind for Miss Quested's sake, though. I can see from your face."<|quote|>"As far as I do mind. I travel light."</|quote|>"Cyril, th... | sleep. First my name was coupled with her and now it is yours." "Don't use such exaggerated phrases." "As what?" "As dismay and anxiety." "Have I not lived all my life in India? Do I not know what produces a bad impression here?" His voice shot up rather crossly. "Yes, but the scale, the scale. You always get the scale... | They say that you and Miss Quested became also rather too intimate friends. To speak perfectly frankly, they say you and she have been guilty of impropriety." "They would say that." "It's all over the town, and may injure your reputation. You know, everyone is by no means your supporter. I have tried all I could to sil... | met Fielding at the railway station on his return, agreed to dine with him, and then started taxing him by the oblique method, outwardly merry. An avowed European scandal there was Mr. McBryde and Miss Derek. Miss Derek's faithful attachment to Chandrapore was now explained: Mr. McBryde had been caught in her room, and... | your three treacherous children are there, so you will not want to." "I am sorry, it is ever since I was in prison my temper is strange; take me, forgive me." "Nureddin's mother is visiting my wife now. That is all right, I think." "They come before me separately, but not so far together. You had better prepare them fo... | conference, and after the rumour about Miss Quested had been with him undisturbed for a few days, he assumed it was true. He had no objection on moral grounds to his friends amusing themselves, and Cyril, being middle-aged, could no longer expect the pick of the female market, and must take his amusement where he could... | A Passage To India |
"Cyril, that boastfulness about travelling light will be your ruin. It is raising up enemies against you on all sides, and makes me feel excessively uneasy." | Dr. Aziz | do mind. I travel light."<|quote|>"Cyril, that boastfulness about travelling light will be your ruin. It is raising up enemies against you on all sides, and makes me feel excessively uneasy."</|quote|>"What enemies?" Since Aziz had | face." "As far as I do mind. I travel light."<|quote|>"Cyril, that boastfulness about travelling light will be your ruin. It is raising up enemies against you on all sides, and makes me feel excessively uneasy."</|quote|>"What enemies?" Since Aziz had only himself in mind, he | scale wrong, my dear fellow. A pity there is this rumour, but such a very small pity so small that we may as well talk of something else." "You mind for Miss Quested's sake, though. I can see from your face." "As far as I do mind. I travel light."<|quote|>"Cyril, that boastfulness about travelling light will be your ru... | now it is yours." "Don't use such exaggerated phrases." "As what?" "As dismay and anxiety." "Have I not lived all my life in India? Do I not know what produces a bad impression here?" His voice shot up rather crossly. "Yes, but the scale, the scale. You always get the scale wrong, my dear fellow. A pity there is this r... | rather too intimate friends. To speak perfectly frankly, they say you and she have been guilty of impropriety." "They would say that." "It's all over the town, and may injure your reputation. You know, everyone is by no means your supporter. I have tried all I could to silence such a story." "Don't bother. Miss Quested... | agreed to dine with him, and then started taxing him by the oblique method, outwardly merry. An avowed European scandal there was Mr. McBryde and Miss Derek. Miss Derek's faithful attachment to Chandrapore was now explained: Mr. McBryde had been caught in her room, and his wife was divorcing him. "That pure-minded fell... | not want to." "I am sorry, it is ever since I was in prison my temper is strange; take me, forgive me." "Nureddin's mother is visiting my wife now. That is all right, I think." "They come before me separately, but not so far together. You had better prepare them for the united shock of my face." "No, let us surprise th... | outwardly merry. An avowed European scandal there was Mr. McBryde and Miss Derek. Miss Derek's faithful attachment to Chandrapore was now explained: Mr. McBryde had been caught in her room, and his wife was divorcing him. "That pure-minded fellow. However, he will blame the Indian climate. Everything is our fault reall... | A Passage To India |
"What enemies?" | Cyril Fielding | makes me feel excessively uneasy."<|quote|>"What enemies?"</|quote|>Since Aziz had only himself | you on all sides, and makes me feel excessively uneasy."<|quote|>"What enemies?"</|quote|>Since Aziz had only himself in mind, he could not | something else." "You mind for Miss Quested's sake, though. I can see from your face." "As far as I do mind. I travel light." "Cyril, that boastfulness about travelling light will be your ruin. It is raising up enemies against you on all sides, and makes me feel excessively uneasy."<|quote|>"What enemies?"</|quote|>Sin... | not know what produces a bad impression here?" His voice shot up rather crossly. "Yes, but the scale, the scale. You always get the scale wrong, my dear fellow. A pity there is this rumour, but such a very small pity so small that we may as well talk of something else." "You mind for Miss Quested's sake, though. I can ... | town, and may injure your reputation. You know, everyone is by no means your supporter. I have tried all I could to silence such a story." "Don't bother. Miss Quested has cleared out at last." "It is those who stop in the country, not those who leave it, whom such a story injures. Imagine my dismay and anxiety. I could... | Derek. Miss Derek's faithful attachment to Chandrapore was now explained: Mr. McBryde had been caught in her room, and his wife was divorcing him. "That pure-minded fellow. However, he will blame the Indian climate. Everything is our fault really. Now, have I not discovered an important piece of news for you, Cyril?" "... | my wife now. That is all right, I think." "They come before me separately, but not so far together. You had better prepare them for the united shock of my face." "No, let us surprise them without warning, far too much nonsense still goes on among our ladies. They pretended at the time of your trial they would give up p... | market, and must take his amusement where he could find it. But he resented him making up to this particular woman, whom he still regarded as his enemy; also, why had he not been told? What is friendship without confidences? He himself had told things sometimes regarded as shocking, and the Englishman had listened, tol... | A Passage To India |
Since Aziz had only himself in mind, he could not reply. Feeling a fool, he became angrier. | No speaker | feel excessively uneasy." "What enemies?"<|quote|>Since Aziz had only himself in mind, he could not reply. Feeling a fool, he became angrier.</|quote|>"I have given you list | all sides, and makes me feel excessively uneasy." "What enemies?"<|quote|>Since Aziz had only himself in mind, he could not reply. Feeling a fool, he became angrier.</|quote|>"I have given you list after list of the people | "You mind for Miss Quested's sake, though. I can see from your face." "As far as I do mind. I travel light." "Cyril, that boastfulness about travelling light will be your ruin. It is raising up enemies against you on all sides, and makes me feel excessively uneasy." "What enemies?"<|quote|>Since Aziz had only himself i... | what produces a bad impression here?" His voice shot up rather crossly. "Yes, but the scale, the scale. You always get the scale wrong, my dear fellow. A pity there is this rumour, but such a very small pity so small that we may as well talk of something else." "You mind for Miss Quested's sake, though. I can see from ... | may injure your reputation. You know, everyone is by no means your supporter. I have tried all I could to silence such a story." "Don't bother. Miss Quested has cleared out at last." "It is those who stop in the country, not those who leave it, whom such a story injures. Imagine my dismay and anxiety. I could scarcely ... | Derek's faithful attachment to Chandrapore was now explained: Mr. McBryde had been caught in her room, and his wife was divorcing him. "That pure-minded fellow. However, he will blame the Indian climate. Everything is our fault really. Now, have I not discovered an important piece of news for you, Cyril?" "Not very," s... | now. That is all right, I think." "They come before me separately, but not so far together. You had better prepare them for the united shock of my face." "No, let us surprise them without warning, far too much nonsense still goes on among our ladies. They pretended at the time of your trial they would give up purdah; i... | by the oblique method, outwardly merry. An avowed European scandal there was Mr. McBryde and Miss Derek. Miss Derek's faithful attachment to Chandrapore was now explained: Mr. McBryde had been caught in her room, and his wife was divorcing him. "That pure-minded fellow. However, he will blame the Indian climate. Everyt... | A Passage To India |
"I have given you list after list of the people who cannot be trusted in this city. In your position I should have the sense to know I was surrounded by enemies. You observe I speak in a low voice. It is because I see your sais is new. How do I know he isn't a spy?" | Dr. Aziz | a fool, he became angrier.<|quote|>"I have given you list after list of the people who cannot be trusted in this city. In your position I should have the sense to know I was surrounded by enemies. You observe I speak in a low voice. It is because I see your sais is new. How do I know he isn't a spy?"</|quote|>He lowere... | he could not reply. Feeling a fool, he became angrier.<|quote|>"I have given you list after list of the people who cannot be trusted in this city. In your position I should have the sense to know I was surrounded by enemies. You observe I speak in a low voice. It is because I see your sais is new. How do I know he isn'... | do mind. I travel light." "Cyril, that boastfulness about travelling light will be your ruin. It is raising up enemies against you on all sides, and makes me feel excessively uneasy." "What enemies?" Since Aziz had only himself in mind, he could not reply. Feeling a fool, he became angrier.<|quote|>"I have given you li... | scale. You always get the scale wrong, my dear fellow. A pity there is this rumour, but such a very small pity so small that we may as well talk of something else." "You mind for Miss Quested's sake, though. I can see from your face." "As far as I do mind. I travel light." "Cyril, that boastfulness about travelling lig... | I could to silence such a story." "Don't bother. Miss Quested has cleared out at last." "It is those who stop in the country, not those who leave it, whom such a story injures. Imagine my dismay and anxiety. I could scarcely get a wink of sleep. First my name was coupled with her and now it is yours." "Don't use such e... | his wife was divorcing him. "That pure-minded fellow. However, he will blame the Indian climate. Everything is our fault really. Now, have I not discovered an important piece of news for you, Cyril?" "Not very," said Fielding, who took little interest in distant sins. "Listen to mine." Aziz' face lit up. "At the confer... | You had better prepare them for the united shock of my face." "No, let us surprise them without warning, far too much nonsense still goes on among our ladies. They pretended at the time of your trial they would give up purdah; indeed, those of them who can write composed a document to that effect, and now it ends in hu... | his wife was divorcing him. "That pure-minded fellow. However, he will blame the Indian climate. Everything is our fault really. Now, have I not discovered an important piece of news for you, Cyril?" "Not very," said Fielding, who took little interest in distant sins. "Listen to mine." Aziz' face lit up. "At the confer... | A Passage To India |
He lowered his voice: | No speaker | know he isn't a spy?"<|quote|>He lowered his voice:</|quote|>"Every third servant is a | is new. How do I know he isn't a spy?"<|quote|>He lowered his voice:</|quote|>"Every third servant is a spy." "Now, what is the | of the people who cannot be trusted in this city. In your position I should have the sense to know I was surrounded by enemies. You observe I speak in a low voice. It is because I see your sais is new. How do I know he isn't a spy?"<|quote|>He lowered his voice:</|quote|>"Every third servant is a spy." "Now, what is th... | boastfulness about travelling light will be your ruin. It is raising up enemies against you on all sides, and makes me feel excessively uneasy." "What enemies?" Since Aziz had only himself in mind, he could not reply. Feeling a fool, he became angrier. "I have given you list after list of the people who cannot be trust... | is yours." "Don't use such exaggerated phrases." "As what?" "As dismay and anxiety." "Have I not lived all my life in India? Do I not know what produces a bad impression here?" His voice shot up rather crossly. "Yes, but the scale, the scale. You always get the scale wrong, my dear fellow. A pity there is this rumour, ... | . . ." "This evening will do for schoolmastery. I should go straight to the Minto now, the cholera looks bad. We begin to have local cases as well as imported. In fact, the whole of life is somewhat sad. The new Civil Surgeon is the same as the last, but does not yet dare to be. That is all any administrative change am... | it ends in humbug. You know how deeply they all respect Fielding, but not one of them has seen him. My wife says she will, but always when he calls there is some excuse she is not feeling well, she is ashamed of the room, she has no nice sweets to offer him, only Elephants' Ears, and if I say Elephants' Ears are Mr. Fi... | for us. But look here, Cyril, while I remember it. There's gossip about you as well as McBryde. They say that you and Miss Quested became also rather too intimate friends. To speak perfectly frankly, they say you and she have been guilty of impropriety." "They would say that." "It's all over the town, and may injure yo... | A Passage To India |
"Every third servant is a spy." | Dr. Aziz | spy?" He lowered his voice:<|quote|>"Every third servant is a spy."</|quote|>"Now, what is the matter?" | I know he isn't a spy?" He lowered his voice:<|quote|>"Every third servant is a spy."</|quote|>"Now, what is the matter?" he asked, smiling. "Do you | cannot be trusted in this city. In your position I should have the sense to know I was surrounded by enemies. You observe I speak in a low voice. It is because I see your sais is new. How do I know he isn't a spy?" He lowered his voice:<|quote|>"Every third servant is a spy."</|quote|>"Now, what is the matter?" he aske... | will be your ruin. It is raising up enemies against you on all sides, and makes me feel excessively uneasy." "What enemies?" Since Aziz had only himself in mind, he could not reply. Feeling a fool, he became angrier. "I have given you list after list of the people who cannot be trusted in this city. In your position I ... | such exaggerated phrases." "As what?" "As dismay and anxiety." "Have I not lived all my life in India? Do I not know what produces a bad impression here?" His voice shot up rather crossly. "Yes, but the scale, the scale. You always get the scale wrong, my dear fellow. A pity there is this rumour, but such a very small ... | evening will do for schoolmastery. I should go straight to the Minto now, the cholera looks bad. We begin to have local cases as well as imported. In fact, the whole of life is somewhat sad. The new Civil Surgeon is the same as the last, but does not yet dare to be. That is all any administrative change amounts to. All... | You know how deeply they all respect Fielding, but not one of them has seen him. My wife says she will, but always when he calls there is some excuse she is not feeling well, she is ashamed of the room, she has no nice sweets to offer him, only Elephants' Ears, and if I say Elephants' Ears are Mr. Fielding's favourite ... | to silence such a story." "Don't bother. Miss Quested has cleared out at last." "It is those who stop in the country, not those who leave it, whom such a story injures. Imagine my dismay and anxiety. I could scarcely get a wink of sleep. First my name was coupled with her and now it is yours." "Don't use such exaggerat... | A Passage To India |
"Now, what is the matter?" | Cyril Fielding | third servant is a spy."<|quote|>"Now, what is the matter?"</|quote|>he asked, smiling. "Do you | He lowered his voice: "Every third servant is a spy."<|quote|>"Now, what is the matter?"</|quote|>he asked, smiling. "Do you contradict my last remark?" "It | In your position I should have the sense to know I was surrounded by enemies. You observe I speak in a low voice. It is because I see your sais is new. How do I know he isn't a spy?" He lowered his voice: "Every third servant is a spy."<|quote|>"Now, what is the matter?"</|quote|>he asked, smiling. "Do you contradict m... | raising up enemies against you on all sides, and makes me feel excessively uneasy." "What enemies?" Since Aziz had only himself in mind, he could not reply. Feeling a fool, he became angrier. "I have given you list after list of the people who cannot be trusted in this city. In your position I should have the sense to ... | dismay and anxiety." "Have I not lived all my life in India? Do I not know what produces a bad impression here?" His voice shot up rather crossly. "Yes, but the scale, the scale. You always get the scale wrong, my dear fellow. A pity there is this rumour, but such a very small pity so small that we may as well talk of ... | should go straight to the Minto now, the cholera looks bad. We begin to have local cases as well as imported. In fact, the whole of life is somewhat sad. The new Civil Surgeon is the same as the last, but does not yet dare to be. That is all any administrative change amounts to. All my suffering has won nothing for us.... | respect Fielding, but not one of them has seen him. My wife says she will, but always when he calls there is some excuse she is not feeling well, she is ashamed of the room, she has no nice sweets to offer him, only Elephants' Ears, and if I say Elephants' Ears are Mr. Fielding's favourite sweet, she replies that he wi... | Minto now, the cholera looks bad. We begin to have local cases as well as imported. In fact, the whole of life is somewhat sad. The new Civil Surgeon is the same as the last, but does not yet dare to be. That is all any administrative change amounts to. All my suffering has won nothing for us. But look here, Cyril, whi... | A Passage To India |
he asked, smiling. | No speaker | "Now, what is the matter?"<|quote|>he asked, smiling.</|quote|>"Do you contradict my last | third servant is a spy." "Now, what is the matter?"<|quote|>he asked, smiling.</|quote|>"Do you contradict my last remark?" "It simply doesn't affect | have the sense to know I was surrounded by enemies. You observe I speak in a low voice. It is because I see your sais is new. How do I know he isn't a spy?" He lowered his voice: "Every third servant is a spy." "Now, what is the matter?"<|quote|>he asked, smiling.</|quote|>"Do you contradict my last remark?" "It simply... | on all sides, and makes me feel excessively uneasy." "What enemies?" Since Aziz had only himself in mind, he could not reply. Feeling a fool, he became angrier. "I have given you list after list of the people who cannot be trusted in this city. In your position I should have the sense to know I was surrounded by enemie... | not lived all my life in India? Do I not know what produces a bad impression here?" His voice shot up rather crossly. "Yes, but the scale, the scale. You always get the scale wrong, my dear fellow. A pity there is this rumour, but such a very small pity so small that we may as well talk of something else." "You mind fo... | Minto now, the cholera looks bad. We begin to have local cases as well as imported. In fact, the whole of life is somewhat sad. The new Civil Surgeon is the same as the last, but does not yet dare to be. That is all any administrative change amounts to. All my suffering has won nothing for us. But look here, Cyril, whi... | of them has seen him. My wife says she will, but always when he calls there is some excuse she is not feeling well, she is ashamed of the room, she has no nice sweets to offer him, only Elephants' Ears, and if I say Elephants' Ears are Mr. Fielding's favourite sweet, she replies that he will know how badly hers are mad... | divorcing him. "That pure-minded fellow. However, he will blame the Indian climate. Everything is our fault really. Now, have I not discovered an important piece of news for you, Cyril?" "Not very," said Fielding, who took little interest in distant sins. "Listen to mine." Aziz' face lit up. "At the conference, it was ... | A Passage To India |
"Do you contradict my last remark?" | Dr. Aziz | the matter?" he asked, smiling.<|quote|>"Do you contradict my last remark?"</|quote|>"It simply doesn't affect me. | a spy." "Now, what is the matter?" he asked, smiling.<|quote|>"Do you contradict my last remark?"</|quote|>"It simply doesn't affect me. Spies are as thick as | to know I was surrounded by enemies. You observe I speak in a low voice. It is because I see your sais is new. How do I know he isn't a spy?" He lowered his voice: "Every third servant is a spy." "Now, what is the matter?" he asked, smiling.<|quote|>"Do you contradict my last remark?"</|quote|>"It simply doesn't affect... | and makes me feel excessively uneasy." "What enemies?" Since Aziz had only himself in mind, he could not reply. Feeling a fool, he became angrier. "I have given you list after list of the people who cannot be trusted in this city. In your position I should have the sense to know I was surrounded by enemies. You observe... | my life in India? Do I not know what produces a bad impression here?" His voice shot up rather crossly. "Yes, but the scale, the scale. You always get the scale wrong, my dear fellow. A pity there is this rumour, but such a very small pity so small that we may as well talk of something else." "You mind for Miss Quested... | cholera looks bad. We begin to have local cases as well as imported. In fact, the whole of life is somewhat sad. The new Civil Surgeon is the same as the last, but does not yet dare to be. That is all any administrative change amounts to. All my suffering has won nothing for us. But look here, Cyril, while I remember i... | seen him. My wife says she will, but always when he calls there is some excuse she is not feeling well, she is ashamed of the room, she has no nice sweets to offer him, only Elephants' Ears, and if I say Elephants' Ears are Mr. Fielding's favourite sweet, she replies that he will know how badly hers are made, so she ca... | such exaggerated phrases." "As what?" "As dismay and anxiety." "Have I not lived all my life in India? Do I not know what produces a bad impression here?" His voice shot up rather crossly. "Yes, but the scale, the scale. You always get the scale wrong, my dear fellow. A pity there is this rumour, but such a very small ... | A Passage To India |
"It simply doesn't affect me. Spies are as thick as mosquitoes, but it's years before I shall meet the one that kills me. You've something else in your mind." | Cyril Fielding | you contradict my last remark?"<|quote|>"It simply doesn't affect me. Spies are as thick as mosquitoes, but it's years before I shall meet the one that kills me. You've something else in your mind."</|quote|>"I've not; don't be ridiculous." | matter?" he asked, smiling. "Do you contradict my last remark?"<|quote|>"It simply doesn't affect me. Spies are as thick as mosquitoes, but it's years before I shall meet the one that kills me. You've something else in your mind."</|quote|>"I've not; don't be ridiculous." "You have. You're cross with | enemies. You observe I speak in a low voice. It is because I see your sais is new. How do I know he isn't a spy?" He lowered his voice: "Every third servant is a spy." "Now, what is the matter?" he asked, smiling. "Do you contradict my last remark?"<|quote|>"It simply doesn't affect me. Spies are as thick as mosquitoes... | "What enemies?" Since Aziz had only himself in mind, he could not reply. Feeling a fool, he became angrier. "I have given you list after list of the people who cannot be trusted in this city. In your position I should have the sense to know I was surrounded by enemies. You observe I speak in a low voice. It is because ... | not know what produces a bad impression here?" His voice shot up rather crossly. "Yes, but the scale, the scale. You always get the scale wrong, my dear fellow. A pity there is this rumour, but such a very small pity so small that we may as well talk of something else." "You mind for Miss Quested's sake, though. I can ... | have local cases as well as imported. In fact, the whole of life is somewhat sad. The new Civil Surgeon is the same as the last, but does not yet dare to be. That is all any administrative change amounts to. All my suffering has won nothing for us. But look here, Cyril, while I remember it. There's gossip about you as ... | will, but always when he calls there is some excuse she is not feeling well, she is ashamed of the room, she has no nice sweets to offer him, only Elephants' Ears, and if I say Elephants' Ears are Mr. Fielding's favourite sweet, she replies that he will know how badly hers are made, so she cannot see him on their accou... | Mr. McBryde and Miss Derek. Miss Derek's faithful attachment to Chandrapore was now explained: Mr. McBryde had been caught in her room, and his wife was divorcing him. "That pure-minded fellow. However, he will blame the Indian climate. Everything is our fault really. Now, have I not discovered an important piece of ne... | A Passage To India |
"I've not; don't be ridiculous." | Dr. Aziz | something else in your mind."<|quote|>"I've not; don't be ridiculous."</|quote|>"You have. You're cross with | one that kills me. You've something else in your mind."<|quote|>"I've not; don't be ridiculous."</|quote|>"You have. You're cross with me about something or other." | voice: "Every third servant is a spy." "Now, what is the matter?" he asked, smiling. "Do you contradict my last remark?" "It simply doesn't affect me. Spies are as thick as mosquitoes, but it's years before I shall meet the one that kills me. You've something else in your mind."<|quote|>"I've not; don't be ridiculous."... | who cannot be trusted in this city. In your position I should have the sense to know I was surrounded by enemies. You observe I speak in a low voice. It is because I see your sais is new. How do I know he isn't a spy?" He lowered his voice: "Every third servant is a spy." "Now, what is the matter?" he asked, smiling. "... | A pity there is this rumour, but such a very small pity so small that we may as well talk of something else." "You mind for Miss Quested's sake, though. I can see from your face." "As far as I do mind. I travel light." "Cyril, that boastfulness about travelling light will be your ruin. It is raising up enemies against ... | yet dare to be. That is all any administrative change amounts to. All my suffering has won nothing for us. But look here, Cyril, while I remember it. There's gossip about you as well as McBryde. They say that you and Miss Quested became also rather too intimate friends. To speak perfectly frankly, they say you and she ... | only Elephants' Ears, and if I say Elephants' Ears are Mr. Fielding's favourite sweet, she replies that he will know how badly hers are made, so she cannot see him on their account. For fifteen years, my dear boy, have I argued with my begum, for fifteen years, and never gained a point, yet the missionaries inform us o... | conference, it was settled. . . ." "This evening will do for schoolmastery. I should go straight to the Minto now, the cholera looks bad. We begin to have local cases as well as imported. In fact, the whole of life is somewhat sad. The new Civil Surgeon is the same as the last, but does not yet dare to be. That is all ... | A Passage To India |
"You have. You're cross with me about something or other." | Cyril Fielding | "I've not; don't be ridiculous."<|quote|>"You have. You're cross with me about something or other."</|quote|>Any direct attack threw him | something else in your mind." "I've not; don't be ridiculous."<|quote|>"You have. You're cross with me about something or other."</|quote|>Any direct attack threw him out of action. Presently he | a spy." "Now, what is the matter?" he asked, smiling. "Do you contradict my last remark?" "It simply doesn't affect me. Spies are as thick as mosquitoes, but it's years before I shall meet the one that kills me. You've something else in your mind." "I've not; don't be ridiculous."<|quote|>"You have. You're cross with m... | this city. In your position I should have the sense to know I was surrounded by enemies. You observe I speak in a low voice. It is because I see your sais is new. How do I know he isn't a spy?" He lowered his voice: "Every third servant is a spy." "Now, what is the matter?" he asked, smiling. "Do you contradict my last... | rumour, but such a very small pity so small that we may as well talk of something else." "You mind for Miss Quested's sake, though. I can see from your face." "As far as I do mind. I travel light." "Cyril, that boastfulness about travelling light will be your ruin. It is raising up enemies against you on all sides, and... | is all any administrative change amounts to. All my suffering has won nothing for us. But look here, Cyril, while I remember it. There's gossip about you as well as McBryde. They say that you and Miss Quested became also rather too intimate friends. To speak perfectly frankly, they say you and she have been guilty of i... | I say Elephants' Ears are Mr. Fielding's favourite sweet, she replies that he will know how badly hers are made, so she cannot see him on their account. For fifteen years, my dear boy, have I argued with my begum, for fifteen years, and never gained a point, yet the missionaries inform us our women are down-trodden. If... | the oblique method, outwardly merry. An avowed European scandal there was Mr. McBryde and Miss Derek. Miss Derek's faithful attachment to Chandrapore was now explained: Mr. McBryde had been caught in her room, and his wife was divorcing him. "That pure-minded fellow. However, he will blame the Indian climate. Everythin... | A Passage To India |
Any direct attack threw him out of action. Presently he said: | No speaker | me about something or other."<|quote|>Any direct attack threw him out of action. Presently he said:</|quote|>"So you and Madamsell Adela | "You have. You're cross with me about something or other."<|quote|>Any direct attack threw him out of action. Presently he said:</|quote|>"So you and Madamsell Adela used to amuse one another | "Do you contradict my last remark?" "It simply doesn't affect me. Spies are as thick as mosquitoes, but it's years before I shall meet the one that kills me. You've something else in your mind." "I've not; don't be ridiculous." "You have. You're cross with me about something or other."<|quote|>Any direct attack threw h... | to know I was surrounded by enemies. You observe I speak in a low voice. It is because I see your sais is new. How do I know he isn't a spy?" He lowered his voice: "Every third servant is a spy." "Now, what is the matter?" he asked, smiling. "Do you contradict my last remark?" "It simply doesn't affect me. Spies are as... | we may as well talk of something else." "You mind for Miss Quested's sake, though. I can see from your face." "As far as I do mind. I travel light." "Cyril, that boastfulness about travelling light will be your ruin. It is raising up enemies against you on all sides, and makes me feel excessively uneasy." "What enemies... | has won nothing for us. But look here, Cyril, while I remember it. There's gossip about you as well as McBryde. They say that you and Miss Quested became also rather too intimate friends. To speak perfectly frankly, they say you and she have been guilty of impropriety." "They would say that." "It's all over the town, a... | replies that he will know how badly hers are made, so she cannot see him on their account. For fifteen years, my dear boy, have I argued with my begum, for fifteen years, and never gained a point, yet the missionaries inform us our women are down-trodden. If you want a subject for a poem, take this: The Indian lady as ... | for you, Cyril?" "Not very," said Fielding, who took little interest in distant sins. "Listen to mine." Aziz' face lit up. "At the conference, it was settled. . . ." "This evening will do for schoolmastery. I should go straight to the Minto now, the cholera looks bad. We begin to have local cases as well as imported. I... | A Passage To India |
"So you and Madamsell Adela used to amuse one another in the evening, naughty boy." | Dr. Aziz | of action. Presently he said:<|quote|>"So you and Madamsell Adela used to amuse one another in the evening, naughty boy."</|quote|>Those drab and high-minded talks | direct attack threw him out of action. Presently he said:<|quote|>"So you and Madamsell Adela used to amuse one another in the evening, naughty boy."</|quote|>Those drab and high-minded talks had scarcely made for dalliance. | Spies are as thick as mosquitoes, but it's years before I shall meet the one that kills me. You've something else in your mind." "I've not; don't be ridiculous." "You have. You're cross with me about something or other." Any direct attack threw him out of action. Presently he said:<|quote|>"So you and Madamsell Adela u... | in a low voice. It is because I see your sais is new. How do I know he isn't a spy?" He lowered his voice: "Every third servant is a spy." "Now, what is the matter?" he asked, smiling. "Do you contradict my last remark?" "It simply doesn't affect me. Spies are as thick as mosquitoes, but it's years before I shall meet ... | Miss Quested's sake, though. I can see from your face." "As far as I do mind. I travel light." "Cyril, that boastfulness about travelling light will be your ruin. It is raising up enemies against you on all sides, and makes me feel excessively uneasy." "What enemies?" Since Aziz had only himself in mind, he could not r... | remember it. There's gossip about you as well as McBryde. They say that you and Miss Quested became also rather too intimate friends. To speak perfectly frankly, they say you and she have been guilty of impropriety." "They would say that." "It's all over the town, and may injure your reputation. You know, everyone is b... | she cannot see him on their account. For fifteen years, my dear boy, have I argued with my begum, for fifteen years, and never gained a point, yet the missionaries inform us our women are down-trodden. If you want a subject for a poem, take this: The Indian lady as she is and not as she is supposed to be." CHAPTER XXXI... | produces a bad impression here?" His voice shot up rather crossly. "Yes, but the scale, the scale. You always get the scale wrong, my dear fellow. A pity there is this rumour, but such a very small pity so small that we may as well talk of something else." "You mind for Miss Quested's sake, though. I can see from your ... | A Passage To India |
Those drab and high-minded talks had scarcely made for dalliance. Fielding was so startled at the story being taken seriously, and so disliked being called a naughty boy, that he lost his head and cried: | No speaker | in the evening, naughty boy."<|quote|>Those drab and high-minded talks had scarcely made for dalliance. Fielding was so startled at the story being taken seriously, and so disliked being called a naughty boy, that he lost his head and cried:</|quote|>"You little rotter! Well, I'm | used to amuse one another in the evening, naughty boy."<|quote|>Those drab and high-minded talks had scarcely made for dalliance. Fielding was so startled at the story being taken seriously, and so disliked being called a naughty boy, that he lost his head and cried:</|quote|>"You little rotter! Well, I'm damned. Amuse... | that kills me. You've something else in your mind." "I've not; don't be ridiculous." "You have. You're cross with me about something or other." Any direct attack threw him out of action. Presently he said: "So you and Madamsell Adela used to amuse one another in the evening, naughty boy."<|quote|>Those drab and high-mi... | I know he isn't a spy?" He lowered his voice: "Every third servant is a spy." "Now, what is the matter?" he asked, smiling. "Do you contradict my last remark?" "It simply doesn't affect me. Spies are as thick as mosquitoes, but it's years before I shall meet the one that kills me. You've something else in your mind." "... | mind. I travel light." "Cyril, that boastfulness about travelling light will be your ruin. It is raising up enemies against you on all sides, and makes me feel excessively uneasy." "What enemies?" Since Aziz had only himself in mind, he could not reply. Feeling a fool, he became angrier. "I have given you list after li... | Miss Quested became also rather too intimate friends. To speak perfectly frankly, they say you and she have been guilty of impropriety." "They would say that." "It's all over the town, and may injure your reputation. You know, everyone is by no means your supporter. I have tried all I could to silence such a story." "D... | argued with my begum, for fifteen years, and never gained a point, yet the missionaries inform us our women are down-trodden. If you want a subject for a poem, take this: The Indian lady as she is and not as she is supposed to be." CHAPTER XXXI Aziz had no sense of evidence. The sequence of his emotions decided his bel... | same as the last, but does not yet dare to be. That is all any administrative change amounts to. All my suffering has won nothing for us. But look here, Cyril, while I remember it. There's gossip about you as well as McBryde. They say that you and Miss Quested became also rather too intimate friends. To speak perfectly... | A Passage To India |
"You little rotter! Well, I'm damned. Amusement indeed. Is it likely at such a time?" | Cyril Fielding | lost his head and cried:<|quote|>"You little rotter! Well, I'm damned. Amusement indeed. Is it likely at such a time?"</|quote|>"Oh, I beg your pardon, | a naughty boy, that he lost his head and cried:<|quote|>"You little rotter! Well, I'm damned. Amusement indeed. Is it likely at such a time?"</|quote|>"Oh, I beg your pardon, I'm sure. The licentious Oriental | "So you and Madamsell Adela used to amuse one another in the evening, naughty boy." Those drab and high-minded talks had scarcely made for dalliance. Fielding was so startled at the story being taken seriously, and so disliked being called a naughty boy, that he lost his head and cried:<|quote|>"You little rotter! Well... | Spies are as thick as mosquitoes, but it's years before I shall meet the one that kills me. You've something else in your mind." "I've not; don't be ridiculous." "You have. You're cross with me about something or other." Any direct attack threw him out of action. Presently he said: "So you and Madamsell Adela used to a... | only himself in mind, he could not reply. Feeling a fool, he became angrier. "I have given you list after list of the people who cannot be trusted in this city. In your position I should have the sense to know I was surrounded by enemies. You observe I speak in a low voice. It is because I see your sais is new. How do ... | reputation. You know, everyone is by no means your supporter. I have tried all I could to silence such a story." "Don't bother. Miss Quested has cleared out at last." "It is those who stop in the country, not those who leave it, whom such a story injures. Imagine my dismay and anxiety. I could scarcely get a wink of sl... | she is and not as she is supposed to be." CHAPTER XXXI Aziz had no sense of evidence. The sequence of his emotions decided his beliefs, and led to the tragic coolness between himself and his English friend. They had conquered but were not to be crowned. Fielding was away at a conference, and after the rumour about Miss... | "Not very," said Fielding, who took little interest in distant sins. "Listen to mine." Aziz' face lit up. "At the conference, it was settled. . . ." "This evening will do for schoolmastery. I should go straight to the Minto now, the cholera looks bad. We begin to have local cases as well as imported. In fact, the whole... | A Passage To India |
"Oh, I beg your pardon, I'm sure. The licentious Oriental imagination was at work," | Dr. Aziz | likely at such a time?"<|quote|>"Oh, I beg your pardon, I'm sure. The licentious Oriental imagination was at work,"</|quote|>he replied, speaking gaily, but | damned. Amusement indeed. Is it likely at such a time?"<|quote|>"Oh, I beg your pardon, I'm sure. The licentious Oriental imagination was at work,"</|quote|>he replied, speaking gaily, but cut to the heart; for | Those drab and high-minded talks had scarcely made for dalliance. Fielding was so startled at the story being taken seriously, and so disliked being called a naughty boy, that he lost his head and cried: "You little rotter! Well, I'm damned. Amusement indeed. Is it likely at such a time?"<|quote|>"Oh, I beg your pardon... | that kills me. You've something else in your mind." "I've not; don't be ridiculous." "You have. You're cross with me about something or other." Any direct attack threw him out of action. Presently he said: "So you and Madamsell Adela used to amuse one another in the evening, naughty boy." Those drab and high-minded tal... | have given you list after list of the people who cannot be trusted in this city. In your position I should have the sense to know I was surrounded by enemies. You observe I speak in a low voice. It is because I see your sais is new. How do I know he isn't a spy?" He lowered his voice: "Every third servant is a spy." "N... | could to silence such a story." "Don't bother. Miss Quested has cleared out at last." "It is those who stop in the country, not those who leave it, whom such a story injures. Imagine my dismay and anxiety. I could scarcely get a wink of sleep. First my name was coupled with her and now it is yours." "Don't use such exa... | sense of evidence. The sequence of his emotions decided his beliefs, and led to the tragic coolness between himself and his English friend. They had conquered but were not to be crowned. Fielding was away at a conference, and after the rumour about Miss Quested had been with him undisturbed for a few days, he assumed i... | sleep. First my name was coupled with her and now it is yours." "Don't use such exaggerated phrases." "As what?" "As dismay and anxiety." "Have I not lived all my life in India? Do I not know what produces a bad impression here?" His voice shot up rather crossly. "Yes, but the scale, the scale. You always get the scale... | A Passage To India |
he replied, speaking gaily, but cut to the heart; for hours after his mistake he bled inwardly. | No speaker | Oriental imagination was at work,"<|quote|>he replied, speaking gaily, but cut to the heart; for hours after his mistake he bled inwardly.</|quote|>"You see, Aziz, the circumstances | pardon, I'm sure. The licentious Oriental imagination was at work,"<|quote|>he replied, speaking gaily, but cut to the heart; for hours after his mistake he bled inwardly.</|quote|>"You see, Aziz, the circumstances . . . also the | at the story being taken seriously, and so disliked being called a naughty boy, that he lost his head and cried: "You little rotter! Well, I'm damned. Amusement indeed. Is it likely at such a time?" "Oh, I beg your pardon, I'm sure. The licentious Oriental imagination was at work,"<|quote|>he replied, speaking gaily, b... | "You have. You're cross with me about something or other." Any direct attack threw him out of action. Presently he said: "So you and Madamsell Adela used to amuse one another in the evening, naughty boy." Those drab and high-minded talks had scarcely made for dalliance. Fielding was so startled at the story being taken... | this city. In your position I should have the sense to know I was surrounded by enemies. You observe I speak in a low voice. It is because I see your sais is new. How do I know he isn't a spy?" He lowered his voice: "Every third servant is a spy." "Now, what is the matter?" he asked, smiling. "Do you contradict my last... | last." "It is those who stop in the country, not those who leave it, whom such a story injures. Imagine my dismay and anxiety. I could scarcely get a wink of sleep. First my name was coupled with her and now it is yours." "Don't use such exaggerated phrases." "As what?" "As dismay and anxiety." "Have I not lived all my... | the tragic coolness between himself and his English friend. They had conquered but were not to be crowned. Fielding was away at a conference, and after the rumour about Miss Quested had been with him undisturbed for a few days, he assumed it was true. He had no objection on moral grounds to his friends amusing themselv... | Now, have I not discovered an important piece of news for you, Cyril?" "Not very," said Fielding, who took little interest in distant sins. "Listen to mine." Aziz' face lit up. "At the conference, it was settled. . . ." "This evening will do for schoolmastery. I should go straight to the Minto now, the cholera looks ba... | A Passage To India |
"You see, Aziz, the circumstances . . . also the girl was still engaged to Heaslop, also I never felt . . ." | Cyril Fielding | his mistake he bled inwardly.<|quote|>"You see, Aziz, the circumstances . . . also the girl was still engaged to Heaslop, also I never felt . . ."</|quote|>"Yes, yes; but you didn't | the heart; for hours after his mistake he bled inwardly.<|quote|>"You see, Aziz, the circumstances . . . also the girl was still engaged to Heaslop, also I never felt . . ."</|quote|>"Yes, yes; but you didn't contradict what I said, so | his head and cried: "You little rotter! Well, I'm damned. Amusement indeed. Is it likely at such a time?" "Oh, I beg your pardon, I'm sure. The licentious Oriental imagination was at work," he replied, speaking gaily, but cut to the heart; for hours after his mistake he bled inwardly.<|quote|>"You see, Aziz, the circum... | action. Presently he said: "So you and Madamsell Adela used to amuse one another in the evening, naughty boy." Those drab and high-minded talks had scarcely made for dalliance. Fielding was so startled at the story being taken seriously, and so disliked being called a naughty boy, that he lost his head and cried: "You ... | You observe I speak in a low voice. It is because I see your sais is new. How do I know he isn't a spy?" He lowered his voice: "Every third servant is a spy." "Now, what is the matter?" he asked, smiling. "Do you contradict my last remark?" "It simply doesn't affect me. Spies are as thick as mosquitoes, but it's years ... | story injures. Imagine my dismay and anxiety. I could scarcely get a wink of sleep. First my name was coupled with her and now it is yours." "Don't use such exaggerated phrases." "As what?" "As dismay and anxiety." "Have I not lived all my life in India? Do I not know what produces a bad impression here?" His voice sho... | crowned. Fielding was away at a conference, and after the rumour about Miss Quested had been with him undisturbed for a few days, he assumed it was true. He had no objection on moral grounds to his friends amusing themselves, and Cyril, being middle-aged, could no longer expect the pick of the female market, and must t... | "This evening will do for schoolmastery. I should go straight to the Minto now, the cholera looks bad. We begin to have local cases as well as imported. In fact, the whole of life is somewhat sad. The new Civil Surgeon is the same as the last, but does not yet dare to be. That is all any administrative change amounts t... | A Passage To India |
"Yes, yes; but you didn't contradict what I said, so I thought it was true. Oh dear, East and West. Most misleading. Will you please put your little rotter down at his hospital?" | Dr. Aziz | never felt . . ."<|quote|>"Yes, yes; but you didn't contradict what I said, so I thought it was true. Oh dear, East and West. Most misleading. Will you please put your little rotter down at his hospital?"</|quote|>"You're not offended?" "Most certainly | engaged to Heaslop, also I never felt . . ."<|quote|>"Yes, yes; but you didn't contradict what I said, so I thought it was true. Oh dear, East and West. Most misleading. Will you please put your little rotter down at his hospital?"</|quote|>"You're not offended?" "Most certainly I am not." "If you | pardon, I'm sure. The licentious Oriental imagination was at work," he replied, speaking gaily, but cut to the heart; for hours after his mistake he bled inwardly. "You see, Aziz, the circumstances . . . also the girl was still engaged to Heaslop, also I never felt . . ."<|quote|>"Yes, yes; but you didn't contradict wh... | talks had scarcely made for dalliance. Fielding was so startled at the story being taken seriously, and so disliked being called a naughty boy, that he lost his head and cried: "You little rotter! Well, I'm damned. Amusement indeed. Is it likely at such a time?" "Oh, I beg your pardon, I'm sure. The licentious Oriental... | a spy?" He lowered his voice: "Every third servant is a spy." "Now, what is the matter?" he asked, smiling. "Do you contradict my last remark?" "It simply doesn't affect me. Spies are as thick as mosquitoes, but it's years before I shall meet the one that kills me. You've something else in your mind." "I've not; don't ... | now it is yours." "Don't use such exaggerated phrases." "As what?" "As dismay and anxiety." "Have I not lived all my life in India? Do I not know what produces a bad impression here?" His voice shot up rather crossly. "Yes, but the scale, the scale. You always get the scale wrong, my dear fellow. A pity there is this r... | he assumed it was true. He had no objection on moral grounds to his friends amusing themselves, and Cyril, being middle-aged, could no longer expect the pick of the female market, and must take his amusement where he could find it. But he resented him making up to this particular woman, whom he still regarded as his en... | was settled. . . ." "This evening will do for schoolmastery. I should go straight to the Minto now, the cholera looks bad. We begin to have local cases as well as imported. In fact, the whole of life is somewhat sad. The new Civil Surgeon is the same as the last, but does not yet dare to be. That is all any administrat... | A Passage To India |
"You're not offended?" | Cyril Fielding | rotter down at his hospital?"<|quote|>"You're not offended?"</|quote|>"Most certainly I am not." | you please put your little rotter down at his hospital?"<|quote|>"You're not offended?"</|quote|>"Most certainly I am not." "If you are, this must | . . also the girl was still engaged to Heaslop, also I never felt . . ." "Yes, yes; but you didn't contradict what I said, so I thought it was true. Oh dear, East and West. Most misleading. Will you please put your little rotter down at his hospital?"<|quote|>"You're not offended?"</|quote|>"Most certainly I am not." "... | rotter! Well, I'm damned. Amusement indeed. Is it likely at such a time?" "Oh, I beg your pardon, I'm sure. The licentious Oriental imagination was at work," he replied, speaking gaily, but cut to the heart; for hours after his mistake he bled inwardly. "You see, Aziz, the circumstances . . . also the girl was still en... | as thick as mosquitoes, but it's years before I shall meet the one that kills me. You've something else in your mind." "I've not; don't be ridiculous." "You have. You're cross with me about something or other." Any direct attack threw him out of action. Presently he said: "So you and Madamsell Adela used to amuse one a... | here?" His voice shot up rather crossly. "Yes, but the scale, the scale. You always get the scale wrong, my dear fellow. A pity there is this rumour, but such a very small pity so small that we may as well talk of something else." "You mind for Miss Quested's sake, though. I can see from your face." "As far as I do min... | take his amusement where he could find it. But he resented him making up to this particular woman, whom he still regarded as his enemy; also, why had he not been told? What is friendship without confidences? He himself had told things sometimes regarded as shocking, and the Englishman had listened, tolerant, but surren... | I see your sais is new. How do I know he isn't a spy?" He lowered his voice: "Every third servant is a spy." "Now, what is the matter?" he asked, smiling. "Do you contradict my last remark?" "It simply doesn't affect me. Spies are as thick as mosquitoes, but it's years before I shall meet the one that kills me. You've ... | A Passage To India |
"Most certainly I am not." | Dr. Aziz | his hospital?" "You're not offended?"<|quote|>"Most certainly I am not."</|quote|>"If you are, this must | your little rotter down at his hospital?" "You're not offended?"<|quote|>"Most certainly I am not."</|quote|>"If you are, this must be cleared up later on." | the girl was still engaged to Heaslop, also I never felt . . ." "Yes, yes; but you didn't contradict what I said, so I thought it was true. Oh dear, East and West. Most misleading. Will you please put your little rotter down at his hospital?" "You're not offended?"<|quote|>"Most certainly I am not."</|quote|>"If you ar... | damned. Amusement indeed. Is it likely at such a time?" "Oh, I beg your pardon, I'm sure. The licentious Oriental imagination was at work," he replied, speaking gaily, but cut to the heart; for hours after his mistake he bled inwardly. "You see, Aziz, the circumstances . . . also the girl was still engaged to Heaslop, ... | mosquitoes, but it's years before I shall meet the one that kills me. You've something else in your mind." "I've not; don't be ridiculous." "You have. You're cross with me about something or other." Any direct attack threw him out of action. Presently he said: "So you and Madamsell Adela used to amuse one another in th... | shot up rather crossly. "Yes, but the scale, the scale. You always get the scale wrong, my dear fellow. A pity there is this rumour, but such a very small pity so small that we may as well talk of something else." "You mind for Miss Quested's sake, though. I can see from your face." "As far as I do mind. I travel light... | where he could find it. But he resented him making up to this particular woman, whom he still regarded as his enemy; also, why had he not been told? What is friendship without confidences? He himself had told things sometimes regarded as shocking, and the Englishman had listened, tolerant, but surrendering nothing in r... | cannot be trusted in this city. In your position I should have the sense to know I was surrounded by enemies. You observe I speak in a low voice. It is because I see your sais is new. How do I know he isn't a spy?" He lowered his voice: "Every third servant is a spy." "Now, what is the matter?" he asked, smiling. "Do y... | A Passage To India |
"If you are, this must be cleared up later on." | Cyril Fielding | "Most certainly I am not."<|quote|>"If you are, this must be cleared up later on."</|quote|>"It has been," he answered, | his hospital?" "You're not offended?" "Most certainly I am not."<|quote|>"If you are, this must be cleared up later on."</|quote|>"It has been," he answered, dignified. "I believe absolutely what | to Heaslop, also I never felt . . ." "Yes, yes; but you didn't contradict what I said, so I thought it was true. Oh dear, East and West. Most misleading. Will you please put your little rotter down at his hospital?" "You're not offended?" "Most certainly I am not."<|quote|>"If you are, this must be cleared up later on.... | likely at such a time?" "Oh, I beg your pardon, I'm sure. The licentious Oriental imagination was at work," he replied, speaking gaily, but cut to the heart; for hours after his mistake he bled inwardly. "You see, Aziz, the circumstances . . . also the girl was still engaged to Heaslop, also I never felt . . ." "Yes, y... | I shall meet the one that kills me. You've something else in your mind." "I've not; don't be ridiculous." "You have. You're cross with me about something or other." Any direct attack threw him out of action. Presently he said: "So you and Madamsell Adela used to amuse one another in the evening, naughty boy." Those dra... | but the scale, the scale. You always get the scale wrong, my dear fellow. A pity there is this rumour, but such a very small pity so small that we may as well talk of something else." "You mind for Miss Quested's sake, though. I can see from your face." "As far as I do mind. I travel light." "Cyril, that boastfulness a... | But he resented him making up to this particular woman, whom he still regarded as his enemy; also, why had he not been told? What is friendship without confidences? He himself had told things sometimes regarded as shocking, and the Englishman had listened, tolerant, but surrendering nothing in return. He met Fielding a... | the scale, the scale. You always get the scale wrong, my dear fellow. A pity there is this rumour, but such a very small pity so small that we may as well talk of something else." "You mind for Miss Quested's sake, though. I can see from your face." "As far as I do mind. I travel light." "Cyril, that boastfulness about... | A Passage To India |
"It has been," | Dr. Aziz | be cleared up later on."<|quote|>"It has been,"</|quote|>he answered, dignified. "I believe | "If you are, this must be cleared up later on."<|quote|>"It has been,"</|quote|>he answered, dignified. "I believe absolutely what you say, and | yes; but you didn't contradict what I said, so I thought it was true. Oh dear, East and West. Most misleading. Will you please put your little rotter down at his hospital?" "You're not offended?" "Most certainly I am not." "If you are, this must be cleared up later on."<|quote|>"It has been,"</|quote|>he answered, dign... | I'm sure. The licentious Oriental imagination was at work," he replied, speaking gaily, but cut to the heart; for hours after his mistake he bled inwardly. "You see, Aziz, the circumstances . . . also the girl was still engaged to Heaslop, also I never felt . . ." "Yes, yes; but you didn't contradict what I said, so I ... | else in your mind." "I've not; don't be ridiculous." "You have. You're cross with me about something or other." Any direct attack threw him out of action. Presently he said: "So you and Madamsell Adela used to amuse one another in the evening, naughty boy." Those drab and high-minded talks had scarcely made for dallian... | wrong, my dear fellow. A pity there is this rumour, but such a very small pity so small that we may as well talk of something else." "You mind for Miss Quested's sake, though. I can see from your face." "As far as I do mind. I travel light." "Cyril, that boastfulness about travelling light will be your ruin. It is rais... | whom he still regarded as his enemy; also, why had he not been told? What is friendship without confidences? He himself had told things sometimes regarded as shocking, and the Englishman had listened, tolerant, but surrendering nothing in return. He met Fielding at the railway station on his return, agreed to dine with... | All my suffering has won nothing for us. But look here, Cyril, while I remember it. There's gossip about you as well as McBryde. They say that you and Miss Quested became also rather too intimate friends. To speak perfectly frankly, they say you and she have been guilty of impropriety." "They would say that." "It's all... | A Passage To India |
he answered, dignified. | No speaker | later on." "It has been,"<|quote|>he answered, dignified.</|quote|>"I believe absolutely what you | this must be cleared up later on." "It has been,"<|quote|>he answered, dignified.</|quote|>"I believe absolutely what you say, and of that there | didn't contradict what I said, so I thought it was true. Oh dear, East and West. Most misleading. Will you please put your little rotter down at his hospital?" "You're not offended?" "Most certainly I am not." "If you are, this must be cleared up later on." "It has been,"<|quote|>he answered, dignified.</|quote|>"I bel... | licentious Oriental imagination was at work," he replied, speaking gaily, but cut to the heart; for hours after his mistake he bled inwardly. "You see, Aziz, the circumstances . . . also the girl was still engaged to Heaslop, also I never felt . . ." "Yes, yes; but you didn't contradict what I said, so I thought it was... | mind." "I've not; don't be ridiculous." "You have. You're cross with me about something or other." Any direct attack threw him out of action. Presently he said: "So you and Madamsell Adela used to amuse one another in the evening, naughty boy." Those drab and high-minded talks had scarcely made for dalliance. Fielding ... | fellow. A pity there is this rumour, but such a very small pity so small that we may as well talk of something else." "You mind for Miss Quested's sake, though. I can see from your face." "As far as I do mind. I travel light." "Cyril, that boastfulness about travelling light will be your ruin. It is raising up enemies ... | regarded as his enemy; also, why had he not been told? What is friendship without confidences? He himself had told things sometimes regarded as shocking, and the Englishman had listened, tolerant, but surrendering nothing in return. He met Fielding at the railway station on his return, agreed to dine with him, and then... | also rather too intimate friends. To speak perfectly frankly, they say you and she have been guilty of impropriety." "They would say that." "It's all over the town, and may injure your reputation. You know, everyone is by no means your supporter. I have tried all I could to silence such a story." "Don't bother. Miss Qu... | A Passage To India |
"I believe absolutely what you say, and of that there need be no further question." | Dr. Aziz | has been," he answered, dignified.<|quote|>"I believe absolutely what you say, and of that there need be no further question."</|quote|>"But the way I said | cleared up later on." "It has been," he answered, dignified.<|quote|>"I believe absolutely what you say, and of that there need be no further question."</|quote|>"But the way I said it must be cleared up. | I said, so I thought it was true. Oh dear, East and West. Most misleading. Will you please put your little rotter down at his hospital?" "You're not offended?" "Most certainly I am not." "If you are, this must be cleared up later on." "It has been," he answered, dignified.<|quote|>"I believe absolutely what you say, an... | was at work," he replied, speaking gaily, but cut to the heart; for hours after his mistake he bled inwardly. "You see, Aziz, the circumstances . . . also the girl was still engaged to Heaslop, also I never felt . . ." "Yes, yes; but you didn't contradict what I said, so I thought it was true. Oh dear, East and West. M... | don't be ridiculous." "You have. You're cross with me about something or other." Any direct attack threw him out of action. Presently he said: "So you and Madamsell Adela used to amuse one another in the evening, naughty boy." Those drab and high-minded talks had scarcely made for dalliance. Fielding was so startled at... | there is this rumour, but such a very small pity so small that we may as well talk of something else." "You mind for Miss Quested's sake, though. I can see from your face." "As far as I do mind. I travel light." "Cyril, that boastfulness about travelling light will be your ruin. It is raising up enemies against you on ... | enemy; also, why had he not been told? What is friendship without confidences? He himself had told things sometimes regarded as shocking, and the Englishman had listened, tolerant, but surrendering nothing in return. He met Fielding at the railway station on his return, agreed to dine with him, and then started taxing ... | Miss Quested has cleared out at last." "It is those who stop in the country, not those who leave it, whom such a story injures. Imagine my dismay and anxiety. I could scarcely get a wink of sleep. First my name was coupled with her and now it is yours." "Don't use such exaggerated phrases." "As what?" "As dismay and an... | A Passage To India |
"But the way I said it must be cleared up. I was unintentionally rude. Unreserved regrets." | Cyril Fielding | need be no further question."<|quote|>"But the way I said it must be cleared up. I was unintentionally rude. Unreserved regrets."</|quote|>"The fault is entirely mine." | say, and of that there need be no further question."<|quote|>"But the way I said it must be cleared up. I was unintentionally rude. Unreserved regrets."</|quote|>"The fault is entirely mine." Tangles like this still interrupted | Will you please put your little rotter down at his hospital?" "You're not offended?" "Most certainly I am not." "If you are, this must be cleared up later on." "It has been," he answered, dignified. "I believe absolutely what you say, and of that there need be no further question."<|quote|>"But the way I said it must b... | his mistake he bled inwardly. "You see, Aziz, the circumstances . . . also the girl was still engaged to Heaslop, also I never felt . . ." "Yes, yes; but you didn't contradict what I said, so I thought it was true. Oh dear, East and West. Most misleading. Will you please put your little rotter down at his hospital?" "Y... | attack threw him out of action. Presently he said: "So you and Madamsell Adela used to amuse one another in the evening, naughty boy." Those drab and high-minded talks had scarcely made for dalliance. Fielding was so startled at the story being taken seriously, and so disliked being called a naughty boy, that he lost h... | as well talk of something else." "You mind for Miss Quested's sake, though. I can see from your face." "As far as I do mind. I travel light." "Cyril, that boastfulness about travelling light will be your ruin. It is raising up enemies against you on all sides, and makes me feel excessively uneasy." "What enemies?" Sinc... | had told things sometimes regarded as shocking, and the Englishman had listened, tolerant, but surrendering nothing in return. He met Fielding at the railway station on his return, agreed to dine with him, and then started taxing him by the oblique method, outwardly merry. An avowed European scandal there was Mr. McBry... | are as thick as mosquitoes, but it's years before I shall meet the one that kills me. You've something else in your mind." "I've not; don't be ridiculous." "You have. You're cross with me about something or other." Any direct attack threw him out of action. Presently he said: "So you and Madamsell Adela used to amuse o... | A Passage To India |
"The fault is entirely mine." | Dr. Aziz | was unintentionally rude. Unreserved regrets."<|quote|>"The fault is entirely mine."</|quote|>Tangles like this still interrupted | must be cleared up. I was unintentionally rude. Unreserved regrets."<|quote|>"The fault is entirely mine."</|quote|>Tangles like this still interrupted their intercourse. A pause in | I am not." "If you are, this must be cleared up later on." "It has been," he answered, dignified. "I believe absolutely what you say, and of that there need be no further question." "But the way I said it must be cleared up. I was unintentionally rude. Unreserved regrets."<|quote|>"The fault is entirely mine."</|quote|... | was still engaged to Heaslop, also I never felt . . ." "Yes, yes; but you didn't contradict what I said, so I thought it was true. Oh dear, East and West. Most misleading. Will you please put your little rotter down at his hospital?" "You're not offended?" "Most certainly I am not." "If you are, this must be cleared up... | amuse one another in the evening, naughty boy." Those drab and high-minded talks had scarcely made for dalliance. Fielding was so startled at the story being taken seriously, and so disliked being called a naughty boy, that he lost his head and cried: "You little rotter! Well, I'm damned. Amusement indeed. Is it likely... | from your face." "As far as I do mind. I travel light." "Cyril, that boastfulness about travelling light will be your ruin. It is raising up enemies against you on all sides, and makes me feel excessively uneasy." "What enemies?" Since Aziz had only himself in mind, he could not reply. Feeling a fool, he became angrier... | in return. He met Fielding at the railway station on his return, agreed to dine with him, and then started taxing him by the oblique method, outwardly merry. An avowed European scandal there was Mr. McBryde and Miss Derek. Miss Derek's faithful attachment to Chandrapore was now explained: Mr. McBryde had been caught in... | to silence such a story." "Don't bother. Miss Quested has cleared out at last." "It is those who stop in the country, not those who leave it, whom such a story injures. Imagine my dismay and anxiety. I could scarcely get a wink of sleep. First my name was coupled with her and now it is yours." "Don't use such exaggerat... | A Passage To India |
Tangles like this still interrupted their intercourse. A pause in the wrong place, an intonation misunderstood, and a whole conversation went awry. Fielding had been startled, not shocked, but how convey the difference? There is always trouble when two people do not think of sex at the same moment, always mutual resent... | No speaker | "The fault is entirely mine."<|quote|>Tangles like this still interrupted their intercourse. A pause in the wrong place, an intonation misunderstood, and a whole conversation went awry. Fielding had been startled, not shocked, but how convey the difference? There is always trouble when two people do not think of sex at... | was unintentionally rude. Unreserved regrets." "The fault is entirely mine."<|quote|>Tangles like this still interrupted their intercourse. A pause in the wrong place, an intonation misunderstood, and a whole conversation went awry. Fielding had been startled, not shocked, but how convey the difference? There is always... | are, this must be cleared up later on." "It has been," he answered, dignified. "I believe absolutely what you say, and of that there need be no further question." "But the way I said it must be cleared up. I was unintentionally rude. Unreserved regrets." "The fault is entirely mine."<|quote|>Tangles like this still int... | also I never felt . . ." "Yes, yes; but you didn't contradict what I said, so I thought it was true. Oh dear, East and West. Most misleading. Will you please put your little rotter down at his hospital?" "You're not offended?" "Most certainly I am not." "If you are, this must be cleared up later on." "It has been," he ... | evening, naughty boy." Those drab and high-minded talks had scarcely made for dalliance. Fielding was so startled at the story being taken seriously, and so disliked being called a naughty boy, that he lost his head and cried: "You little rotter! Well, I'm damned. Amusement indeed. Is it likely at such a time?" "Oh, I ... | as I do mind. I travel light." "Cyril, that boastfulness about travelling light will be your ruin. It is raising up enemies against you on all sides, and makes me feel excessively uneasy." "What enemies?" Since Aziz had only himself in mind, he could not reply. Feeling a fool, he became angrier. "I have given you list ... | at the railway station on his return, agreed to dine with him, and then started taxing him by the oblique method, outwardly merry. An avowed European scandal there was Mr. McBryde and Miss Derek. Miss Derek's faithful attachment to Chandrapore was now explained: Mr. McBryde had been caught in her room, and his wife was... | the matter?" he asked, smiling. "Do you contradict my last remark?" "It simply doesn't affect me. Spies are as thick as mosquitoes, but it's years before I shall meet the one that kills me. You've something else in your mind." "I've not; don't be ridiculous." "You have. You're cross with me about something or other." A... | A Passage To India |
"But I believe you, I believe. Mohammed Latif shall be severely punished for inventing this." | Dr. Aziz | Aziz cut him short with:<|quote|>"But I believe you, I believe. Mohammed Latif shall be severely punished for inventing this."</|quote|>"Oh, leave it alone, like | his feelings about Miss Quested. Aziz cut him short with:<|quote|>"But I believe you, I believe. Mohammed Latif shall be severely punished for inventing this."</|quote|>"Oh, leave it alone, like all gossip it's merely one | but how convey the difference? There is always trouble when two people do not think of sex at the same moment, always mutual resentment and surprise, even when the two people are of the same race. He began to recapitulate his feelings about Miss Quested. Aziz cut him short with:<|quote|>"But I believe you, I believe. M... | question." "But the way I said it must be cleared up. I was unintentionally rude. Unreserved regrets." "The fault is entirely mine." Tangles like this still interrupted their intercourse. A pause in the wrong place, an intonation misunderstood, and a whole conversation went awry. Fielding had been startled, not shocked... | after his mistake he bled inwardly. "You see, Aziz, the circumstances . . . also the girl was still engaged to Heaslop, also I never felt . . ." "Yes, yes; but you didn't contradict what I said, so I thought it was true. Oh dear, East and West. Most misleading. Will you please put your little rotter down at his hospita... | know I was surrounded by enemies. You observe I speak in a low voice. It is because I see your sais is new. How do I know he isn't a spy?" He lowered his voice: "Every third servant is a spy." "Now, what is the matter?" he asked, smiling. "Do you contradict my last remark?" "It simply doesn't affect me. Spies are as th... | important piece of news for you, Cyril?" "Not very," said Fielding, who took little interest in distant sins. "Listen to mine." Aziz' face lit up. "At the conference, it was settled. . . ." "This evening will do for schoolmastery. I should go straight to the Minto now, the cholera looks bad. We begin to have local case... | in this city. In your position I should have the sense to know I was surrounded by enemies. You observe I speak in a low voice. It is because I see your sais is new. How do I know he isn't a spy?" He lowered his voice: "Every third servant is a spy." "Now, what is the matter?" he asked, smiling. "Do you contradict my l... | A Passage To India |
"Oh, leave it alone, like all gossip it's merely one of those half-alive things that try to crowd out real life. Take no notice, it'll vanish, like poor old Mrs. Moore's tombs." | Cyril Fielding | severely punished for inventing this."<|quote|>"Oh, leave it alone, like all gossip it's merely one of those half-alive things that try to crowd out real life. Take no notice, it'll vanish, like poor old Mrs. Moore's tombs."</|quote|>"Mohammed Latif has taken to | believe. Mohammed Latif shall be severely punished for inventing this."<|quote|>"Oh, leave it alone, like all gossip it's merely one of those half-alive things that try to crowd out real life. Take no notice, it'll vanish, like poor old Mrs. Moore's tombs."</|quote|>"Mohammed Latif has taken to intriguing. We are alrea... | of sex at the same moment, always mutual resentment and surprise, even when the two people are of the same race. He began to recapitulate his feelings about Miss Quested. Aziz cut him short with: "But I believe you, I believe. Mohammed Latif shall be severely punished for inventing this."<|quote|>"Oh, leave it alone, l... | Unreserved regrets." "The fault is entirely mine." Tangles like this still interrupted their intercourse. A pause in the wrong place, an intonation misunderstood, and a whole conversation went awry. Fielding had been startled, not shocked, but how convey the difference? There is always trouble when two people do not th... | the girl was still engaged to Heaslop, also I never felt . . ." "Yes, yes; but you didn't contradict what I said, so I thought it was true. Oh dear, East and West. Most misleading. Will you please put your little rotter down at his hospital?" "You're not offended?" "Most certainly I am not." "If you are, this must be c... | is because I see your sais is new. How do I know he isn't a spy?" He lowered his voice: "Every third servant is a spy." "Now, what is the matter?" he asked, smiling. "Do you contradict my last remark?" "It simply doesn't affect me. Spies are as thick as mosquitoes, but it's years before I shall meet the one that kills ... | in distant sins. "Listen to mine." Aziz' face lit up. "At the conference, it was settled. . . ." "This evening will do for schoolmastery. I should go straight to the Minto now, the cholera looks bad. We begin to have local cases as well as imported. In fact, the whole of life is somewhat sad. The new Civil Surgeon is t... | mosquitoes, but it's years before I shall meet the one that kills me. You've something else in your mind." "I've not; don't be ridiculous." "You have. You're cross with me about something or other." Any direct attack threw him out of action. Presently he said: "So you and Madamsell Adela used to amuse one another in th... | A Passage To India |
"Mohammed Latif has taken to intriguing. We are already much displeased with him. Will it satisfy you if we send him back to his family without a present?" | Dr. Aziz | poor old Mrs. Moore's tombs."<|quote|>"Mohammed Latif has taken to intriguing. We are already much displeased with him. Will it satisfy you if we send him back to his family without a present?"</|quote|>"We'll discuss M.L. at dinner." | no notice, it'll vanish, like poor old Mrs. Moore's tombs."<|quote|>"Mohammed Latif has taken to intriguing. We are already much displeased with him. Will it satisfy you if we send him back to his family without a present?"</|quote|>"We'll discuss M.L. at dinner." His eyes went clotted and | him short with: "But I believe you, I believe. Mohammed Latif shall be severely punished for inventing this." "Oh, leave it alone, like all gossip it's merely one of those half-alive things that try to crowd out real life. Take no notice, it'll vanish, like poor old Mrs. Moore's tombs."<|quote|>"Mohammed Latif has take... | startled, not shocked, but how convey the difference? There is always trouble when two people do not think of sex at the same moment, always mutual resentment and surprise, even when the two people are of the same race. He began to recapitulate his feelings about Miss Quested. Aziz cut him short with: "But I believe yo... | and West. Most misleading. Will you please put your little rotter down at his hospital?" "You're not offended?" "Most certainly I am not." "If you are, this must be cleared up later on." "It has been," he answered, dignified. "I believe absolutely what you say, and of that there need be no further question." "But the w... | asked, smiling. "Do you contradict my last remark?" "It simply doesn't affect me. Spies are as thick as mosquitoes, but it's years before I shall meet the one that kills me. You've something else in your mind." "I've not; don't be ridiculous." "You have. You're cross with me about something or other." Any direct attack... | now, the cholera looks bad. We begin to have local cases as well as imported. In fact, the whole of life is somewhat sad. The new Civil Surgeon is the same as the last, but does not yet dare to be. That is all any administrative change amounts to. All my suffering has won nothing for us. But look here, Cyril, while I r... | your position I should have the sense to know I was surrounded by enemies. You observe I speak in a low voice. It is because I see your sais is new. How do I know he isn't a spy?" He lowered his voice: "Every third servant is a spy." "Now, what is the matter?" he asked, smiling. "Do you contradict my last remark?" "It ... | A Passage To India |
"We'll discuss M.L. at dinner." | Cyril Fielding | his family without a present?"<|quote|>"We'll discuss M.L. at dinner."</|quote|>His eyes went clotted and | we send him back to his family without a present?"<|quote|>"We'll discuss M.L. at dinner."</|quote|>His eyes went clotted and hard. "Dinner. This is most | of those half-alive things that try to crowd out real life. Take no notice, it'll vanish, like poor old Mrs. Moore's tombs." "Mohammed Latif has taken to intriguing. We are already much displeased with him. Will it satisfy you if we send him back to his family without a present?"<|quote|>"We'll discuss M.L. at dinner."... | surprise, even when the two people are of the same race. He began to recapitulate his feelings about Miss Quested. Aziz cut him short with: "But I believe you, I believe. Mohammed Latif shall be severely punished for inventing this." "Oh, leave it alone, like all gossip it's merely one of those half-alive things that t... | be cleared up later on." "It has been," he answered, dignified. "I believe absolutely what you say, and of that there need be no further question." "But the way I said it must be cleared up. I was unintentionally rude. Unreserved regrets." "The fault is entirely mine." Tangles like this still interrupted their intercou... | that kills me. You've something else in your mind." "I've not; don't be ridiculous." "You have. You're cross with me about something or other." Any direct attack threw him out of action. Presently he said: "So you and Madamsell Adela used to amuse one another in the evening, naughty boy." Those drab and high-minded tal... | is the same as the last, but does not yet dare to be. That is all any administrative change amounts to. All my suffering has won nothing for us. But look here, Cyril, while I remember it. There's gossip about you as well as McBryde. They say that you and Miss Quested became also rather too intimate friends. To speak pe... | could not reply. Feeling a fool, he became angrier. "I have given you list after list of the people who cannot be trusted in this city. In your position I should have the sense to know I was surrounded by enemies. You observe I speak in a low voice. It is because I see your sais is new. How do I know he isn't a spy?" H... | A Passage To India |
His eyes went clotted and hard. | No speaker | "We'll discuss M.L. at dinner."<|quote|>His eyes went clotted and hard.</|quote|>"Dinner. This is most unlucky | his family without a present?" "We'll discuss M.L. at dinner."<|quote|>His eyes went clotted and hard.</|quote|>"Dinner. This is most unlucky I forgot. I have promised | try to crowd out real life. Take no notice, it'll vanish, like poor old Mrs. Moore's tombs." "Mohammed Latif has taken to intriguing. We are already much displeased with him. Will it satisfy you if we send him back to his family without a present?" "We'll discuss M.L. at dinner."<|quote|>His eyes went clotted and hard.... | people are of the same race. He began to recapitulate his feelings about Miss Quested. Aziz cut him short with: "But I believe you, I believe. Mohammed Latif shall be severely punished for inventing this." "Oh, leave it alone, like all gossip it's merely one of those half-alive things that try to crowd out real life. T... | "It has been," he answered, dignified. "I believe absolutely what you say, and of that there need be no further question." "But the way I said it must be cleared up. I was unintentionally rude. Unreserved regrets." "The fault is entirely mine." Tangles like this still interrupted their intercourse. A pause in the wrong... | else in your mind." "I've not; don't be ridiculous." "You have. You're cross with me about something or other." Any direct attack threw him out of action. Presently he said: "So you and Madamsell Adela used to amuse one another in the evening, naughty boy." Those drab and high-minded talks had scarcely made for dallian... | last, but does not yet dare to be. That is all any administrative change amounts to. All my suffering has won nothing for us. But look here, Cyril, while I remember it. There's gossip about you as well as McBryde. They say that you and Miss Quested became also rather too intimate friends. To speak perfectly frankly, th... | was surrounded by enemies. You observe I speak in a low voice. It is because I see your sais is new. How do I know he isn't a spy?" He lowered his voice: "Every third servant is a spy." "Now, what is the matter?" he asked, smiling. "Do you contradict my last remark?" "It simply doesn't affect me. Spies are as thick as ... | A Passage To India |
"Dinner. This is most unlucky I forgot. I have promised to dine with Das." | Dr. Aziz | eyes went clotted and hard.<|quote|>"Dinner. This is most unlucky I forgot. I have promised to dine with Das."</|quote|>"Bring Das to me." "He | discuss M.L. at dinner." His eyes went clotted and hard.<|quote|>"Dinner. This is most unlucky I forgot. I have promised to dine with Das."</|quote|>"Bring Das to me." "He will have invited other friends." | Take no notice, it'll vanish, like poor old Mrs. Moore's tombs." "Mohammed Latif has taken to intriguing. We are already much displeased with him. Will it satisfy you if we send him back to his family without a present?" "We'll discuss M.L. at dinner." His eyes went clotted and hard.<|quote|>"Dinner. This is most unluc... | He began to recapitulate his feelings about Miss Quested. Aziz cut him short with: "But I believe you, I believe. Mohammed Latif shall be severely punished for inventing this." "Oh, leave it alone, like all gossip it's merely one of those half-alive things that try to crowd out real life. Take no notice, it'll vanish, ... | "I believe absolutely what you say, and of that there need be no further question." "But the way I said it must be cleared up. I was unintentionally rude. Unreserved regrets." "The fault is entirely mine." Tangles like this still interrupted their intercourse. A pause in the wrong place, an intonation misunderstood, an... | don't be ridiculous." "You have. You're cross with me about something or other." Any direct attack threw him out of action. Presently he said: "So you and Madamsell Adela used to amuse one another in the evening, naughty boy." Those drab and high-minded talks had scarcely made for dalliance. Fielding was so startled at... | to be. That is all any administrative change amounts to. All my suffering has won nothing for us. But look here, Cyril, while I remember it. There's gossip about you as well as McBryde. They say that you and Miss Quested became also rather too intimate friends. To speak perfectly frankly, they say you and she have been... | that kills me. You've something else in your mind." "I've not; don't be ridiculous." "You have. You're cross with me about something or other." Any direct attack threw him out of action. Presently he said: "So you and Madamsell Adela used to amuse one another in the evening, naughty boy." Those drab and high-minded tal... | A Passage To India |
"Bring Das to me." | Cyril Fielding | promised to dine with Das."<|quote|>"Bring Das to me."</|quote|>"He will have invited other | unlucky I forgot. I have promised to dine with Das."<|quote|>"Bring Das to me."</|quote|>"He will have invited other friends." "You are coming to | taken to intriguing. We are already much displeased with him. Will it satisfy you if we send him back to his family without a present?" "We'll discuss M.L. at dinner." His eyes went clotted and hard. "Dinner. This is most unlucky I forgot. I have promised to dine with Das."<|quote|>"Bring Das to me."</|quote|>"He will ... | "But I believe you, I believe. Mohammed Latif shall be severely punished for inventing this." "Oh, leave it alone, like all gossip it's merely one of those half-alive things that try to crowd out real life. Take no notice, it'll vanish, like poor old Mrs. Moore's tombs." "Mohammed Latif has taken to intriguing. We are ... | question." "But the way I said it must be cleared up. I was unintentionally rude. Unreserved regrets." "The fault is entirely mine." Tangles like this still interrupted their intercourse. A pause in the wrong place, an intonation misunderstood, and a whole conversation went awry. Fielding had been startled, not shocked... | direct attack threw him out of action. Presently he said: "So you and Madamsell Adela used to amuse one another in the evening, naughty boy." Those drab and high-minded talks had scarcely made for dalliance. Fielding was so startled at the story being taken seriously, and so disliked being called a naughty boy, that he... | won nothing for us. But look here, Cyril, while I remember it. There's gossip about you as well as McBryde. They say that you and Miss Quested became also rather too intimate friends. To speak perfectly frankly, they say you and she have been guilty of impropriety." "They would say that." "It's all over the town, and m... | I'm sure. The licentious Oriental imagination was at work," he replied, speaking gaily, but cut to the heart; for hours after his mistake he bled inwardly. "You see, Aziz, the circumstances . . . also the girl was still engaged to Heaslop, also I never felt . . ." "Yes, yes; but you didn't contradict what I said, so I ... | A Passage To India |
"He will have invited other friends." | Dr. Aziz | Das." "Bring Das to me."<|quote|>"He will have invited other friends."</|quote|>"You are coming to dinner | have promised to dine with Das." "Bring Das to me."<|quote|>"He will have invited other friends."</|quote|>"You are coming to dinner with me as arranged," said | are already much displeased with him. Will it satisfy you if we send him back to his family without a present?" "We'll discuss M.L. at dinner." His eyes went clotted and hard. "Dinner. This is most unlucky I forgot. I have promised to dine with Das." "Bring Das to me."<|quote|>"He will have invited other friends."</|qu... | I believe. Mohammed Latif shall be severely punished for inventing this." "Oh, leave it alone, like all gossip it's merely one of those half-alive things that try to crowd out real life. Take no notice, it'll vanish, like poor old Mrs. Moore's tombs." "Mohammed Latif has taken to intriguing. We are already much displea... | I said it must be cleared up. I was unintentionally rude. Unreserved regrets." "The fault is entirely mine." Tangles like this still interrupted their intercourse. A pause in the wrong place, an intonation misunderstood, and a whole conversation went awry. Fielding had been startled, not shocked, but how convey the dif... | out of action. Presently he said: "So you and Madamsell Adela used to amuse one another in the evening, naughty boy." Those drab and high-minded talks had scarcely made for dalliance. Fielding was so startled at the story being taken seriously, and so disliked being called a naughty boy, that he lost his head and cried... | But look here, Cyril, while I remember it. There's gossip about you as well as McBryde. They say that you and Miss Quested became also rather too intimate friends. To speak perfectly frankly, they say you and she have been guilty of impropriety." "They would say that." "It's all over the town, and may injure your reput... | the one that kills me. You've something else in your mind." "I've not; don't be ridiculous." "You have. You're cross with me about something or other." Any direct attack threw him out of action. Presently he said: "So you and Madamsell Adela used to amuse one another in the evening, naughty boy." Those drab and high-mi... | A Passage To India |
"You are coming to dinner with me as arranged," | Cyril Fielding | will have invited other friends."<|quote|>"You are coming to dinner with me as arranged,"</|quote|>said Fielding, looking away. "I | "Bring Das to me." "He will have invited other friends."<|quote|>"You are coming to dinner with me as arranged,"</|quote|>said Fielding, looking away. "I don't stand this. You are | Will it satisfy you if we send him back to his family without a present?" "We'll discuss M.L. at dinner." His eyes went clotted and hard. "Dinner. This is most unlucky I forgot. I have promised to dine with Das." "Bring Das to me." "He will have invited other friends."<|quote|>"You are coming to dinner with me as arran... | severely punished for inventing this." "Oh, leave it alone, like all gossip it's merely one of those half-alive things that try to crowd out real life. Take no notice, it'll vanish, like poor old Mrs. Moore's tombs." "Mohammed Latif has taken to intriguing. We are already much displeased with him. Will it satisfy you i... | up. I was unintentionally rude. Unreserved regrets." "The fault is entirely mine." Tangles like this still interrupted their intercourse. A pause in the wrong place, an intonation misunderstood, and a whole conversation went awry. Fielding had been startled, not shocked, but how convey the difference? There is always t... | "So you and Madamsell Adela used to amuse one another in the evening, naughty boy." Those drab and high-minded talks had scarcely made for dalliance. Fielding was so startled at the story being taken seriously, and so disliked being called a naughty boy, that he lost his head and cried: "You little rotter! Well, I'm da... | remember it. There's gossip about you as well as McBryde. They say that you and Miss Quested became also rather too intimate friends. To speak perfectly frankly, they say you and she have been guilty of impropriety." "They would say that." "It's all over the town, and may injure your reputation. You know, everyone is b... | though. I can see from your face." "As far as I do mind. I travel light." "Cyril, that boastfulness about travelling light will be your ruin. It is raising up enemies against you on all sides, and makes me feel excessively uneasy." "What enemies?" Since Aziz had only himself in mind, he could not reply. Feeling a fool,... | A Passage To India |
said Fielding, looking away. | No speaker | dinner with me as arranged,"<|quote|>said Fielding, looking away.</|quote|>"I don't stand this. You | friends." "You are coming to dinner with me as arranged,"<|quote|>said Fielding, looking away.</|quote|>"I don't stand this. You are coming to dinner with | to his family without a present?" "We'll discuss M.L. at dinner." His eyes went clotted and hard. "Dinner. This is most unlucky I forgot. I have promised to dine with Das." "Bring Das to me." "He will have invited other friends." "You are coming to dinner with me as arranged,"<|quote|>said Fielding, looking away.</|quo... | like all gossip it's merely one of those half-alive things that try to crowd out real life. Take no notice, it'll vanish, like poor old Mrs. Moore's tombs." "Mohammed Latif has taken to intriguing. We are already much displeased with him. Will it satisfy you if we send him back to his family without a present?" "We'll ... | is entirely mine." Tangles like this still interrupted their intercourse. A pause in the wrong place, an intonation misunderstood, and a whole conversation went awry. Fielding had been startled, not shocked, but how convey the difference? There is always trouble when two people do not think of sex at the same moment, a... | another in the evening, naughty boy." Those drab and high-minded talks had scarcely made for dalliance. Fielding was so startled at the story being taken seriously, and so disliked being called a naughty boy, that he lost his head and cried: "You little rotter! Well, I'm damned. Amusement indeed. Is it likely at such a... | McBryde. They say that you and Miss Quested became also rather too intimate friends. To speak perfectly frankly, they say you and she have been guilty of impropriety." "They would say that." "It's all over the town, and may injure your reputation. You know, everyone is by no means your supporter. I have tried all I cou... | could not reply. Feeling a fool, he became angrier. "I have given you list after list of the people who cannot be trusted in this city. In your position I should have the sense to know I was surrounded by enemies. You observe I speak in a low voice. It is because I see your sais is new. How do I know he isn't a spy?" H... | A Passage To India |
"I don't stand this. You are coming to dinner with me. You come." | Cyril Fielding | arranged," said Fielding, looking away.<|quote|>"I don't stand this. You are coming to dinner with me. You come."</|quote|>They had reached the hospital | to dinner with me as arranged," said Fielding, looking away.<|quote|>"I don't stand this. You are coming to dinner with me. You come."</|quote|>They had reached the hospital now. Fielding continued round the | a present?" "We'll discuss M.L. at dinner." His eyes went clotted and hard. "Dinner. This is most unlucky I forgot. I have promised to dine with Das." "Bring Das to me." "He will have invited other friends." "You are coming to dinner with me as arranged," said Fielding, looking away.<|quote|>"I don't stand this. You ar... | merely one of those half-alive things that try to crowd out real life. Take no notice, it'll vanish, like poor old Mrs. Moore's tombs." "Mohammed Latif has taken to intriguing. We are already much displeased with him. Will it satisfy you if we send him back to his family without a present?" "We'll discuss M.L. at dinne... | like this still interrupted their intercourse. A pause in the wrong place, an intonation misunderstood, and a whole conversation went awry. Fielding had been startled, not shocked, but how convey the difference? There is always trouble when two people do not think of sex at the same moment, always mutual resentment and... | naughty boy." Those drab and high-minded talks had scarcely made for dalliance. Fielding was so startled at the story being taken seriously, and so disliked being called a naughty boy, that he lost his head and cried: "You little rotter! Well, I'm damned. Amusement indeed. Is it likely at such a time?" "Oh, I beg your ... | you and Miss Quested became also rather too intimate friends. To speak perfectly frankly, they say you and she have been guilty of impropriety." "They would say that." "It's all over the town, and may injure your reputation. You know, everyone is by no means your supporter. I have tried all I could to silence such a st... | for dalliance. Fielding was so startled at the story being taken seriously, and so disliked being called a naughty boy, that he lost his head and cried: "You little rotter! Well, I'm damned. Amusement indeed. Is it likely at such a time?" "Oh, I beg your pardon, I'm sure. The licentious Oriental imagination was at work... | A Passage To India |
They had reached the hospital now. Fielding continued round the Maidan alone. He was annoyed with himself, but counted on dinner to pull things straight. At the post office he saw the Collector. Their vehicles were parked side by side while their servants competed in the interior of the building. | No speaker | dinner with me. You come."<|quote|>They had reached the hospital now. Fielding continued round the Maidan alone. He was annoyed with himself, but counted on dinner to pull things straight. At the post office he saw the Collector. Their vehicles were parked side by side while their servants competed in the interior of t... | this. You are coming to dinner with me. You come."<|quote|>They had reached the hospital now. Fielding continued round the Maidan alone. He was annoyed with himself, but counted on dinner to pull things straight. At the post office he saw the Collector. Their vehicles were parked side by side while their servants compe... | "Dinner. This is most unlucky I forgot. I have promised to dine with Das." "Bring Das to me." "He will have invited other friends." "You are coming to dinner with me as arranged," said Fielding, looking away. "I don't stand this. You are coming to dinner with me. You come."<|quote|>They had reached the hospital now. Fi... | Take no notice, it'll vanish, like poor old Mrs. Moore's tombs." "Mohammed Latif has taken to intriguing. We are already much displeased with him. Will it satisfy you if we send him back to his family without a present?" "We'll discuss M.L. at dinner." His eyes went clotted and hard. "Dinner. This is most unlucky I for... | intonation misunderstood, and a whole conversation went awry. Fielding had been startled, not shocked, but how convey the difference? There is always trouble when two people do not think of sex at the same moment, always mutual resentment and surprise, even when the two people are of the same race. He began to recapitu... | was so startled at the story being taken seriously, and so disliked being called a naughty boy, that he lost his head and cried: "You little rotter! Well, I'm damned. Amusement indeed. Is it likely at such a time?" "Oh, I beg your pardon, I'm sure. The licentious Oriental imagination was at work," he replied, speaking ... | frankly, they say you and she have been guilty of impropriety." "They would say that." "It's all over the town, and may injure your reputation. You know, everyone is by no means your supporter. I have tried all I could to silence such a story." "Don't bother. Miss Quested has cleared out at last." "It is those who stop... | heart; for hours after his mistake he bled inwardly. "You see, Aziz, the circumstances . . . also the girl was still engaged to Heaslop, also I never felt . . ." "Yes, yes; but you didn't contradict what I said, so I thought it was true. Oh dear, East and West. Most misleading. Will you please put your little rotter do... | A Passage To India |
"Good morning; so you are back," | Mr. Turton | the interior of the building.<|quote|>"Good morning; so you are back,"</|quote|>said Turton icily. "I should | while their servants competed in the interior of the building.<|quote|>"Good morning; so you are back,"</|quote|>said Turton icily. "I should be glad if you will | They had reached the hospital now. Fielding continued round the Maidan alone. He was annoyed with himself, but counted on dinner to pull things straight. At the post office he saw the Collector. Their vehicles were parked side by side while their servants competed in the interior of the building.<|quote|>"Good morning;... | "Dinner. This is most unlucky I forgot. I have promised to dine with Das." "Bring Das to me." "He will have invited other friends." "You are coming to dinner with me as arranged," said Fielding, looking away. "I don't stand this. You are coming to dinner with me. You come." They had reached the hospital now. Fielding c... | He began to recapitulate his feelings about Miss Quested. Aziz cut him short with: "But I believe you, I believe. Mohammed Latif shall be severely punished for inventing this." "Oh, leave it alone, like all gossip it's merely one of those half-alive things that try to crowd out real life. Take no notice, it'll vanish, ... | was at work," he replied, speaking gaily, but cut to the heart; for hours after his mistake he bled inwardly. "You see, Aziz, the circumstances . . . also the girl was still engaged to Heaslop, also I never felt . . ." "Yes, yes; but you didn't contradict what I said, so I thought it was true. Oh dear, East and West. M... | cleared out at last." "It is those who stop in the country, not those who leave it, whom such a story injures. Imagine my dismay and anxiety. I could scarcely get a wink of sleep. First my name was coupled with her and now it is yours." "Don't use such exaggerated phrases." "As what?" "As dismay and anxiety." "Have I n... | the girl was still engaged to Heaslop, also I never felt . . ." "Yes, yes; but you didn't contradict what I said, so I thought it was true. Oh dear, East and West. Most misleading. Will you please put your little rotter down at his hospital?" "You're not offended?" "Most certainly I am not." "If you are, this must be c... | A Passage To India |
said Turton icily. | No speaker | morning; so you are back,"<|quote|>said Turton icily.</|quote|>"I should be glad if | interior of the building. "Good morning; so you are back,"<|quote|>said Turton icily.</|quote|>"I should be glad if you will put in your | Fielding continued round the Maidan alone. He was annoyed with himself, but counted on dinner to pull things straight. At the post office he saw the Collector. Their vehicles were parked side by side while their servants competed in the interior of the building. "Good morning; so you are back,"<|quote|>said Turton icil... | forgot. I have promised to dine with Das." "Bring Das to me." "He will have invited other friends." "You are coming to dinner with me as arranged," said Fielding, looking away. "I don't stand this. You are coming to dinner with me. You come." They had reached the hospital now. Fielding continued round the Maidan alone.... | about Miss Quested. Aziz cut him short with: "But I believe you, I believe. Mohammed Latif shall be severely punished for inventing this." "Oh, leave it alone, like all gossip it's merely one of those half-alive things that try to crowd out real life. Take no notice, it'll vanish, like poor old Mrs. Moore's tombs." "Mo... | gaily, but cut to the heart; for hours after his mistake he bled inwardly. "You see, Aziz, the circumstances . . . also the girl was still engaged to Heaslop, also I never felt . . ." "Yes, yes; but you didn't contradict what I said, so I thought it was true. Oh dear, East and West. Most misleading. Will you please put... | those who stop in the country, not those who leave it, whom such a story injures. Imagine my dismay and anxiety. I could scarcely get a wink of sleep. First my name was coupled with her and now it is yours." "Don't use such exaggerated phrases." "As what?" "As dismay and anxiety." "Have I not lived all my life in India... | spy?" He lowered his voice: "Every third servant is a spy." "Now, what is the matter?" he asked, smiling. "Do you contradict my last remark?" "It simply doesn't affect me. Spies are as thick as mosquitoes, but it's years before I shall meet the one that kills me. You've something else in your mind." "I've not; don't be... | A Passage To India |
"I should be glad if you will put in your appearance at the club this evening." | Mr. Turton | are back," said Turton icily.<|quote|>"I should be glad if you will put in your appearance at the club this evening."</|quote|>"I have accepted re-election, sir. | building. "Good morning; so you are back," said Turton icily.<|quote|>"I should be glad if you will put in your appearance at the club this evening."</|quote|>"I have accepted re-election, sir. Do you regard it as | the Maidan alone. He was annoyed with himself, but counted on dinner to pull things straight. At the post office he saw the Collector. Their vehicles were parked side by side while their servants competed in the interior of the building. "Good morning; so you are back," said Turton icily.<|quote|>"I should be glad if y... | promised to dine with Das." "Bring Das to me." "He will have invited other friends." "You are coming to dinner with me as arranged," said Fielding, looking away. "I don't stand this. You are coming to dinner with me. You come." They had reached the hospital now. Fielding continued round the Maidan alone. He was annoyed... | Aziz cut him short with: "But I believe you, I believe. Mohammed Latif shall be severely punished for inventing this." "Oh, leave it alone, like all gossip it's merely one of those half-alive things that try to crowd out real life. Take no notice, it'll vanish, like poor old Mrs. Moore's tombs." "Mohammed Latif has tak... | to the heart; for hours after his mistake he bled inwardly. "You see, Aziz, the circumstances . . . also the girl was still engaged to Heaslop, also I never felt . . ." "Yes, yes; but you didn't contradict what I said, so I thought it was true. Oh dear, East and West. Most misleading. Will you please put your little ro... | in the country, not those who leave it, whom such a story injures. Imagine my dismay and anxiety. I could scarcely get a wink of sleep. First my name was coupled with her and now it is yours." "Don't use such exaggerated phrases." "As what?" "As dismay and anxiety." "Have I not lived all my life in India? Do I not know... | startled at the story being taken seriously, and so disliked being called a naughty boy, that he lost his head and cried: "You little rotter! Well, I'm damned. Amusement indeed. Is it likely at such a time?" "Oh, I beg your pardon, I'm sure. The licentious Oriental imagination was at work," he replied, speaking gaily, ... | A Passage To India |
"I have accepted re-election, sir. Do you regard it as necessary I should come? I should be glad to be excused; indeed, I have a dinner engagement this evening." | Cyril Fielding | at the club this evening."<|quote|>"I have accepted re-election, sir. Do you regard it as necessary I should come? I should be glad to be excused; indeed, I have a dinner engagement this evening."</|quote|>"It is not a question | will put in your appearance at the club this evening."<|quote|>"I have accepted re-election, sir. Do you regard it as necessary I should come? I should be glad to be excused; indeed, I have a dinner engagement this evening."</|quote|>"It is not a question of your feelings, but of | At the post office he saw the Collector. Their vehicles were parked side by side while their servants competed in the interior of the building. "Good morning; so you are back," said Turton icily. "I should be glad if you will put in your appearance at the club this evening."<|quote|>"I have accepted re-election, sir. D... | are coming to dinner with me as arranged," said Fielding, looking away. "I don't stand this. You are coming to dinner with me. You come." They had reached the hospital now. Fielding continued round the Maidan alone. He was annoyed with himself, but counted on dinner to pull things straight. At the post office he saw th... | punished for inventing this." "Oh, leave it alone, like all gossip it's merely one of those half-alive things that try to crowd out real life. Take no notice, it'll vanish, like poor old Mrs. Moore's tombs." "Mohammed Latif has taken to intriguing. We are already much displeased with him. Will it satisfy you if we send... | . . . also the girl was still engaged to Heaslop, also I never felt . . ." "Yes, yes; but you didn't contradict what I said, so I thought it was true. Oh dear, East and West. Most misleading. Will you please put your little rotter down at his hospital?" "You're not offended?" "Most certainly I am not." "If you are, thi... | and anxiety. I could scarcely get a wink of sleep. First my name was coupled with her and now it is yours." "Don't use such exaggerated phrases." "As what?" "As dismay and anxiety." "Have I not lived all my life in India? Do I not know what produces a bad impression here?" His voice shot up rather crossly. "Yes, but th... | "You little rotter! Well, I'm damned. Amusement indeed. Is it likely at such a time?" "Oh, I beg your pardon, I'm sure. The licentious Oriental imagination was at work," he replied, speaking gaily, but cut to the heart; for hours after his mistake he bled inwardly. "You see, Aziz, the circumstances . . . also the girl ... | A Passage To India |
"It is not a question of your feelings, but of the wish of the Lieutenant-Governor. Perhaps you will ask me whether I speak officially. I do. I shall expect you this evening at six. We shall not interfere with your subsequent plans." | Mr. Turton | a dinner engagement this evening."<|quote|>"It is not a question of your feelings, but of the wish of the Lieutenant-Governor. Perhaps you will ask me whether I speak officially. I do. I shall expect you this evening at six. We shall not interfere with your subsequent plans."</|quote|>He attended the grim little | be excused; indeed, I have a dinner engagement this evening."<|quote|>"It is not a question of your feelings, but of the wish of the Lieutenant-Governor. Perhaps you will ask me whether I speak officially. I do. I shall expect you this evening at six. We shall not interfere with your subsequent plans."</|quote|>He atte... | are back," said Turton icily. "I should be glad if you will put in your appearance at the club this evening." "I have accepted re-election, sir. Do you regard it as necessary I should come? I should be glad to be excused; indeed, I have a dinner engagement this evening."<|quote|>"It is not a question of your feelings, ... | hospital now. Fielding continued round the Maidan alone. He was annoyed with himself, but counted on dinner to pull things straight. At the post office he saw the Collector. Their vehicles were parked side by side while their servants competed in the interior of the building. "Good morning; so you are back," said Turto... | vanish, like poor old Mrs. Moore's tombs." "Mohammed Latif has taken to intriguing. We are already much displeased with him. Will it satisfy you if we send him back to his family without a present?" "We'll discuss M.L. at dinner." His eyes went clotted and hard. "Dinner. This is most unlucky I forgot. I have promised t... | thought it was true. Oh dear, East and West. Most misleading. Will you please put your little rotter down at his hospital?" "You're not offended?" "Most certainly I am not." "If you are, this must be cleared up later on." "It has been," he answered, dignified. "I believe absolutely what you say, and of that there need ... | "As dismay and anxiety." "Have I not lived all my life in India? Do I not know what produces a bad impression here?" His voice shot up rather crossly. "Yes, but the scale, the scale. You always get the scale wrong, my dear fellow. A pity there is this rumour, but such a very small pity so small that we may as well talk... | "The fault is entirely mine." Tangles like this still interrupted their intercourse. A pause in the wrong place, an intonation misunderstood, and a whole conversation went awry. Fielding had been startled, not shocked, but how convey the difference? There is always trouble when two people do not think of sex at the sam... | A Passage To India |
He attended the grim little function in due course. The skeletons of hospitality rattled "Have a peg, have a drink." He talked for five minutes to Mrs. Blakiston, who was the only surviving female. He talked to McBryde, who was defiant about his divorce, conscious that he had sinned as a sahib. He talked to Major Rober... | No speaker | interfere with your subsequent plans."<|quote|>He attended the grim little function in due course. The skeletons of hospitality rattled "Have a peg, have a drink." He talked for five minutes to Mrs. Blakiston, who was the only surviving female. He talked to McBryde, who was defiant about his divorce, conscious that he ... | at six. We shall not interfere with your subsequent plans."<|quote|>He attended the grim little function in due course. The skeletons of hospitality rattled "Have a peg, have a drink." He talked for five minutes to Mrs. Blakiston, who was the only surviving female. He talked to McBryde, who was defiant about his divorc... | indeed, I have a dinner engagement this evening." "It is not a question of your feelings, but of the wish of the Lieutenant-Governor. Perhaps you will ask me whether I speak officially. I do. I shall expect you this evening at six. We shall not interfere with your subsequent plans."<|quote|>He attended the grim little ... | interior of the building. "Good morning; so you are back," said Turton icily. "I should be glad if you will put in your appearance at the club this evening." "I have accepted re-election, sir. Do you regard it as necessary I should come? I should be glad to be excused; indeed, I have a dinner engagement this evening." ... | went clotted and hard. "Dinner. This is most unlucky I forgot. I have promised to dine with Das." "Bring Das to me." "He will have invited other friends." "You are coming to dinner with me as arranged," said Fielding, looking away. "I don't stand this. You are coming to dinner with me. You come." They had reached the h... | been," he answered, dignified. "I believe absolutely what you say, and of that there need be no further question." "But the way I said it must be cleared up. I was unintentionally rude. Unreserved regrets." "The fault is entirely mine." Tangles like this still interrupted their intercourse. A pause in the wrong place, ... | dear fellow. A pity there is this rumour, but such a very small pity so small that we may as well talk of something else." "You mind for Miss Quested's sake, though. I can see from your face." "As far as I do mind. I travel light." "Cyril, that boastfulness about travelling light will be your ruin. It is raising up ene... | with him. Will it satisfy you if we send him back to his family without a present?" "We'll discuss M.L. at dinner." His eyes went clotted and hard. "Dinner. This is most unlucky I forgot. I have promised to dine with Das." "Bring Das to me." "He will have invited other friends." "You are coming to dinner with me as arr... | A Passage To India |
"It is no good," | Cyril Fielding | to be the same thing.<|quote|>"It is no good,"</|quote|>he thought, as he returned | changed, the more it promised to be the same thing.<|quote|>"It is no good,"</|quote|>he thought, as he returned past the mosque, "we all | He talked to McBryde, who was defiant about his divorce, conscious that he had sinned as a sahib. He talked to Major Roberts, the new Civil Surgeon; and to young Milner, the new City Magistrate; but the more the club changed, the more it promised to be the same thing.<|quote|>"It is no good,"</|quote|>he thought, as he... | I shall expect you this evening at six. We shall not interfere with your subsequent plans." He attended the grim little function in due course. The skeletons of hospitality rattled "Have a peg, have a drink." He talked for five minutes to Mrs. Blakiston, who was the only surviving female. He talked to McBryde, who was ... | saw the Collector. Their vehicles were parked side by side while their servants competed in the interior of the building. "Good morning; so you are back," said Turton icily. "I should be glad if you will put in your appearance at the club this evening." "I have accepted re-election, sir. Do you regard it as necessary I... | sex at the same moment, always mutual resentment and surprise, even when the two people are of the same race. He began to recapitulate his feelings about Miss Quested. Aziz cut him short with: "But I believe you, I believe. Mohammed Latif shall be severely punished for inventing this." "Oh, leave it alone, like all gos... | not reply. Feeling a fool, he became angrier. "I have given you list after list of the people who cannot be trusted in this city. In your position I should have the sense to know I was surrounded by enemies. You observe I speak in a low voice. It is because I see your sais is new. How do I know he isn't a spy?" He lowe... | He was annoyed with himself, but counted on dinner to pull things straight. At the post office he saw the Collector. Their vehicles were parked side by side while their servants competed in the interior of the building. "Good morning; so you are back," said Turton icily. "I should be glad if you will put in your appear... | A Passage To India |
he thought, as he returned past the mosque, | No speaker | thing. "It is no good,"<|quote|>he thought, as he returned past the mosque,</|quote|>"we all build upon sand; | promised to be the same thing. "It is no good,"<|quote|>he thought, as he returned past the mosque,</|quote|>"we all build upon sand; and the more modern the | who was defiant about his divorce, conscious that he had sinned as a sahib. He talked to Major Roberts, the new Civil Surgeon; and to young Milner, the new City Magistrate; but the more the club changed, the more it promised to be the same thing. "It is no good,"<|quote|>he thought, as he returned past the mosque,</|qu... | this evening at six. We shall not interfere with your subsequent plans." He attended the grim little function in due course. The skeletons of hospitality rattled "Have a peg, have a drink." He talked for five minutes to Mrs. Blakiston, who was the only surviving female. He talked to McBryde, who was defiant about his d... | vehicles were parked side by side while their servants competed in the interior of the building. "Good morning; so you are back," said Turton icily. "I should be glad if you will put in your appearance at the club this evening." "I have accepted re-election, sir. Do you regard it as necessary I should come? I should be... | moment, always mutual resentment and surprise, even when the two people are of the same race. He began to recapitulate his feelings about Miss Quested. Aziz cut him short with: "But I believe you, I believe. Mohammed Latif shall be severely punished for inventing this." "Oh, leave it alone, like all gossip it's merely ... | fool, he became angrier. "I have given you list after list of the people who cannot be trusted in this city. In your position I should have the sense to know I was surrounded by enemies. You observe I speak in a low voice. It is because I see your sais is new. How do I know he isn't a spy?" He lowered his voice: "Every... | M.L. at dinner." His eyes went clotted and hard. "Dinner. This is most unlucky I forgot. I have promised to dine with Das." "Bring Das to me." "He will have invited other friends." "You are coming to dinner with me as arranged," said Fielding, looking away. "I don't stand this. You are coming to dinner with me. You com... | A Passage To India |
"we all build upon sand; and the more modern the country gets, the worse'll be the crash. In the old eighteenth century, when cruelty and injustice raged, an invisible power repaired their ravages. Everything echoes now; there's no stopping the echo. The original sound may be harmless, but the echo is always evil." | Cyril Fielding | he returned past the mosque,<|quote|>"we all build upon sand; and the more modern the country gets, the worse'll be the crash. In the old eighteenth century, when cruelty and injustice raged, an invisible power repaired their ravages. Everything echoes now; there's no stopping the echo. The original sound may be harmle... | no good," he thought, as he returned past the mosque,<|quote|>"we all build upon sand; and the more modern the country gets, the worse'll be the crash. In the old eighteenth century, when cruelty and injustice raged, an invisible power repaired their ravages. Everything echoes now; there's no stopping the echo. The ori... | he had sinned as a sahib. He talked to Major Roberts, the new Civil Surgeon; and to young Milner, the new City Magistrate; but the more the club changed, the more it promised to be the same thing. "It is no good," he thought, as he returned past the mosque,<|quote|>"we all build upon sand; and the more modern the count... | with your subsequent plans." He attended the grim little function in due course. The skeletons of hospitality rattled "Have a peg, have a drink." He talked for five minutes to Mrs. Blakiston, who was the only surviving female. He talked to McBryde, who was defiant about his divorce, conscious that he had sinned as a sa... | servants competed in the interior of the building. "Good morning; so you are back," said Turton icily. "I should be glad if you will put in your appearance at the club this evening." "I have accepted re-election, sir. Do you regard it as necessary I should come? I should be glad to be excused; indeed, I have a dinner e... | the two people are of the same race. He began to recapitulate his feelings about Miss Quested. Aziz cut him short with: "But I believe you, I believe. Mohammed Latif shall be severely punished for inventing this." "Oh, leave it alone, like all gossip it's merely one of those half-alive things that try to crowd out real... | list after list of the people who cannot be trusted in this city. In your position I should have the sense to know I was surrounded by enemies. You observe I speak in a low voice. It is because I see your sais is new. How do I know he isn't a spy?" He lowered his voice: "Every third servant is a spy." "Now, what is the... | You come." They had reached the hospital now. Fielding continued round the Maidan alone. He was annoyed with himself, but counted on dinner to pull things straight. At the post office he saw the Collector. Their vehicles were parked side by side while their servants competed in the interior of the building. "Good morni... | A Passage To India |
This reflection about an echo lay at the verge of Fielding's mind. He could never develop it. It belonged to the universe that he had missed or rejected. And the mosque missed it too. Like himself, those shallow arcades provided but a limited asylum. "There is no God but God" doesn't carry us far through the complexiti... | No speaker | the echo is always evil."<|quote|>This reflection about an echo lay at the verge of Fielding's mind. He could never develop it. It belonged to the universe that he had missed or rejected. And the mosque missed it too. Like himself, those shallow arcades provided but a limited asylum. "There is no God but God" doesn't c... | sound may be harmless, but the echo is always evil."<|quote|>This reflection about an echo lay at the verge of Fielding's mind. He could never develop it. It belonged to the universe that he had missed or rejected. And the mosque missed it too. Like himself, those shallow arcades provided but a limited asylum. "There i... | upon sand; and the more modern the country gets, the worse'll be the crash. In the old eighteenth century, when cruelty and injustice raged, an invisible power repaired their ravages. Everything echoes now; there's no stopping the echo. The original sound may be harmless, but the echo is always evil."<|quote|>This refl... | as a sahib. He talked to Major Roberts, the new Civil Surgeon; and to young Milner, the new City Magistrate; but the more the club changed, the more it promised to be the same thing. "It is no good," he thought, as he returned past the mosque, "we all build upon sand; and the more modern the country gets, the worse'll ... | excused; indeed, I have a dinner engagement this evening." "It is not a question of your feelings, but of the wish of the Lieutenant-Governor. Perhaps you will ask me whether I speak officially. I do. I shall expect you this evening at six. We shall not interfere with your subsequent plans." He attended the grim little... | to crowd out real life. Take no notice, it'll vanish, like poor old Mrs. Moore's tombs." "Mohammed Latif has taken to intriguing. We are already much displeased with him. Will it satisfy you if we send him back to his family without a present?" "We'll discuss M.L. at dinner." His eyes went clotted and hard. "Dinner. Th... | He lowered his voice: "Every third servant is a spy." "Now, what is the matter?" he asked, smiling. "Do you contradict my last remark?" "It simply doesn't affect me. Spies are as thick as mosquitoes, but it's years before I shall meet the one that kills me. You've something else in your mind." "I've not; don't be ridic... | have promised to dine with Das." "Bring Das to me." "He will have invited other friends." "You are coming to dinner with me as arranged," said Fielding, looking away. "I don't stand this. You are coming to dinner with me. You come." They had reached the hospital now. Fielding continued round the Maidan alone. He was an... | A Passage To India |
"In other words, probably never; for I am going quite soon to England." | Cyril Fielding | unless the order was renewed.<|quote|>"In other words, probably never; for I am going quite soon to England."</|quote|>"I thought you might end | and should never attend again unless the order was renewed.<|quote|>"In other words, probably never; for I am going quite soon to England."</|quote|>"I thought you might end in England," he said very | Aziz overtired and dispirited, and he determined not to allude to their misunderstanding until the end of the evening; it would be more acceptable then. He made a clean breast about the club said he had only gone under compulsion, and should never attend again unless the order was renewed.<|quote|>"In other words, prob... | And the mosque missed it too. Like himself, those shallow arcades provided but a limited asylum. "There is no God but God" doesn't carry us far through the complexities of matter and spirit; it is only a game with words, really, a religious pun, not a religious truth. He found Aziz overtired and dispirited, and he dete... | it promised to be the same thing. "It is no good," he thought, as he returned past the mosque, "we all build upon sand; and the more modern the country gets, the worse'll be the crash. In the old eighteenth century, when cruelty and injustice raged, an invisible power repaired their ravages. Everything echoes now; ther... | things straight. At the post office he saw the Collector. Their vehicles were parked side by side while their servants competed in the interior of the building. "Good morning; so you are back," said Turton icily. "I should be glad if you will put in your appearance at the club this evening." "I have accepted re-electio... | cried: "You little rotter! Well, I'm damned. Amusement indeed. Is it likely at such a time?" "Oh, I beg your pardon, I'm sure. The licentious Oriental imagination was at work," he replied, speaking gaily, but cut to the heart; for hours after his mistake he bled inwardly. "You see, Aziz, the circumstances . . . also th... | "Have a peg, have a drink." He talked for five minutes to Mrs. Blakiston, who was the only surviving female. He talked to McBryde, who was defiant about his divorce, conscious that he had sinned as a sahib. He talked to Major Roberts, the new Civil Surgeon; and to young Milner, the new City Magistrate; but the more the... | A Passage To India |
"I thought you might end in England," | Dr. Aziz | going quite soon to England."<|quote|>"I thought you might end in England,"</|quote|>he said very quietly, then | probably never; for I am going quite soon to England."<|quote|>"I thought you might end in England,"</|quote|>he said very quietly, then changed the conversation. Rather awkwardly | until the end of the evening; it would be more acceptable then. He made a clean breast about the club said he had only gone under compulsion, and should never attend again unless the order was renewed. "In other words, probably never; for I am going quite soon to England."<|quote|>"I thought you might end in England,"<... | a limited asylum. "There is no God but God" doesn't carry us far through the complexities of matter and spirit; it is only a game with words, really, a religious pun, not a religious truth. He found Aziz overtired and dispirited, and he determined not to allude to their misunderstanding until the end of the evening; it... | as he returned past the mosque, "we all build upon sand; and the more modern the country gets, the worse'll be the crash. In the old eighteenth century, when cruelty and injustice raged, an invisible power repaired their ravages. Everything echoes now; there's no stopping the echo. The original sound may be harmless, b... | parked side by side while their servants competed in the interior of the building. "Good morning; so you are back," said Turton icily. "I should be glad if you will put in your appearance at the club this evening." "I have accepted re-election, sir. Do you regard it as necessary I should come? I should be glad to be ex... | such a time?" "Oh, I beg your pardon, I'm sure. The licentious Oriental imagination was at work," he replied, speaking gaily, but cut to the heart; for hours after his mistake he bled inwardly. "You see, Aziz, the circumstances . . . also the girl was still engaged to Heaslop, also I never felt . . ." "Yes, yes; but yo... | if you will put in your appearance at the club this evening." "I have accepted re-election, sir. Do you regard it as necessary I should come? I should be glad to be excused; indeed, I have a dinner engagement this evening." "It is not a question of your feelings, but of the wish of the Lieutenant-Governor. Perhaps you ... | A Passage To India |
he said very quietly, then changed the conversation. Rather awkwardly they ate their dinner, then went out to sit in the Mogul garden-house. | No speaker | you might end in England,"<|quote|>he said very quietly, then changed the conversation. Rather awkwardly they ate their dinner, then went out to sit in the Mogul garden-house.</|quote|>"I am only going for | soon to England." "I thought you might end in England,"<|quote|>he said very quietly, then changed the conversation. Rather awkwardly they ate their dinner, then went out to sit in the Mogul garden-house.</|quote|>"I am only going for a little time. On official | would be more acceptable then. He made a clean breast about the club said he had only gone under compulsion, and should never attend again unless the order was renewed. "In other words, probably never; for I am going quite soon to England." "I thought you might end in England,"<|quote|>he said very quietly, then change... | but God" doesn't carry us far through the complexities of matter and spirit; it is only a game with words, really, a religious pun, not a religious truth. He found Aziz overtired and dispirited, and he determined not to allude to their misunderstanding until the end of the evening; it would be more acceptable then. He ... | all build upon sand; and the more modern the country gets, the worse'll be the crash. In the old eighteenth century, when cruelty and injustice raged, an invisible power repaired their ravages. Everything echoes now; there's no stopping the echo. The original sound may be harmless, but the echo is always evil." This re... | competed in the interior of the building. "Good morning; so you are back," said Turton icily. "I should be glad if you will put in your appearance at the club this evening." "I have accepted re-election, sir. Do you regard it as necessary I should come? I should be glad to be excused; indeed, I have a dinner engagement... | pardon, I'm sure. The licentious Oriental imagination was at work," he replied, speaking gaily, but cut to the heart; for hours after his mistake he bled inwardly. "You see, Aziz, the circumstances . . . also the girl was still engaged to Heaslop, also I never felt . . ." "Yes, yes; but you didn't contradict what I sai... | Milner, the new City Magistrate; but the more the club changed, the more it promised to be the same thing. "It is no good," he thought, as he returned past the mosque, "we all build upon sand; and the more modern the country gets, the worse'll be the crash. In the old eighteenth century, when cruelty and injustice rage... | A Passage To India |
"I am only going for a little time. On official business. My service is anxious to get me away from Chandrapore for a bit. It is obliged to value me highly, but does not care for me. The situation is somewhat humorous." | Cyril Fielding | sit in the Mogul garden-house.<|quote|>"I am only going for a little time. On official business. My service is anxious to get me away from Chandrapore for a bit. It is obliged to value me highly, but does not care for me. The situation is somewhat humorous."</|quote|>"What is the nature of | dinner, then went out to sit in the Mogul garden-house.<|quote|>"I am only going for a little time. On official business. My service is anxious to get me away from Chandrapore for a bit. It is obliged to value me highly, but does not care for me. The situation is somewhat humorous."</|quote|>"What is the nature of the ... | attend again unless the order was renewed. "In other words, probably never; for I am going quite soon to England." "I thought you might end in England," he said very quietly, then changed the conversation. Rather awkwardly they ate their dinner, then went out to sit in the Mogul garden-house.<|quote|>"I am only going f... | pun, not a religious truth. He found Aziz overtired and dispirited, and he determined not to allude to their misunderstanding until the end of the evening; it would be more acceptable then. He made a clean breast about the club said he had only gone under compulsion, and should never attend again unless the order was r... | and injustice raged, an invisible power repaired their ravages. Everything echoes now; there's no stopping the echo. The original sound may be harmless, but the echo is always evil." This reflection about an echo lay at the verge of Fielding's mind. He could never develop it. It belonged to the universe that he had mis... | put in your appearance at the club this evening." "I have accepted re-election, sir. Do you regard it as necessary I should come? I should be glad to be excused; indeed, I have a dinner engagement this evening." "It is not a question of your feelings, but of the wish of the Lieutenant-Governor. Perhaps you will ask me ... | mistake he bled inwardly. "You see, Aziz, the circumstances . . . also the girl was still engaged to Heaslop, also I never felt . . ." "Yes, yes; but you didn't contradict what I said, so I thought it was true. Oh dear, East and West. Most misleading. Will you please put your little rotter down at his hospital?" "You'r... | and the more modern the country gets, the worse'll be the crash. In the old eighteenth century, when cruelty and injustice raged, an invisible power repaired their ravages. Everything echoes now; there's no stopping the echo. The original sound may be harmless, but the echo is always evil." This reflection about an ech... | A Passage To India |
"What is the nature of the business? Will it leave you much spare time?" | Dr. Aziz | The situation is somewhat humorous."<|quote|>"What is the nature of the business? Will it leave you much spare time?"</|quote|>"Enough to see my friends." | does not care for me. The situation is somewhat humorous."<|quote|>"What is the nature of the business? Will it leave you much spare time?"</|quote|>"Enough to see my friends." "I expected you to make | went out to sit in the Mogul garden-house. "I am only going for a little time. On official business. My service is anxious to get me away from Chandrapore for a bit. It is obliged to value me highly, but does not care for me. The situation is somewhat humorous."<|quote|>"What is the nature of the business? Will it leav... | had only gone under compulsion, and should never attend again unless the order was renewed. "In other words, probably never; for I am going quite soon to England." "I thought you might end in England," he said very quietly, then changed the conversation. Rather awkwardly they ate their dinner, then went out to sit in t... | could never develop it. It belonged to the universe that he had missed or rejected. And the mosque missed it too. Like himself, those shallow arcades provided but a limited asylum. "There is no God but God" doesn't carry us far through the complexities of matter and spirit; it is only a game with words, really, a relig... | question of your feelings, but of the wish of the Lieutenant-Governor. Perhaps you will ask me whether I speak officially. I do. I shall expect you this evening at six. We shall not interfere with your subsequent plans." He attended the grim little function in due course. The skeletons of hospitality rattled "Have a pe... | Oh dear, East and West. Most misleading. Will you please put your little rotter down at his hospital?" "You're not offended?" "Most certainly I am not." "If you are, this must be cleared up later on." "It has been," he answered, dignified. "I believe absolutely what you say, and of that there need be no further questio... | a drink." He talked for five minutes to Mrs. Blakiston, who was the only surviving female. He talked to McBryde, who was defiant about his divorce, conscious that he had sinned as a sahib. He talked to Major Roberts, the new Civil Surgeon; and to young Milner, the new City Magistrate; but the more the club changed, the... | A Passage To India |
"Enough to see my friends." | Cyril Fielding | leave you much spare time?"<|quote|>"Enough to see my friends."</|quote|>"I expected you to make | of the business? Will it leave you much spare time?"<|quote|>"Enough to see my friends."</|quote|>"I expected you to make such a reply. You are | little time. On official business. My service is anxious to get me away from Chandrapore for a bit. It is obliged to value me highly, but does not care for me. The situation is somewhat humorous." "What is the nature of the business? Will it leave you much spare time?"<|quote|>"Enough to see my friends."</|quote|>"I ex... | renewed. "In other words, probably never; for I am going quite soon to England." "I thought you might end in England," he said very quietly, then changed the conversation. Rather awkwardly they ate their dinner, then went out to sit in the Mogul garden-house. "I am only going for a little time. On official business. My... | rejected. And the mosque missed it too. Like himself, those shallow arcades provided but a limited asylum. "There is no God but God" doesn't carry us far through the complexities of matter and spirit; it is only a game with words, really, a religious pun, not a religious truth. He found Aziz overtired and dispirited, a... | ask me whether I speak officially. I do. I shall expect you this evening at six. We shall not interfere with your subsequent plans." He attended the grim little function in due course. The skeletons of hospitality rattled "Have a peg, have a drink." He talked for five minutes to Mrs. Blakiston, who was the only survivi... | down at his hospital?" "You're not offended?" "Most certainly I am not." "If you are, this must be cleared up later on." "It has been," he answered, dignified. "I believe absolutely what you say, and of that there need be no further question." "But the way I said it must be cleared up. I was unintentionally rude. Unres... | sahib. He talked to Major Roberts, the new Civil Surgeon; and to young Milner, the new City Magistrate; but the more the club changed, the more it promised to be the same thing. "It is no good," he thought, as he returned past the mosque, "we all build upon sand; and the more modern the country gets, the worse'll be th... | A Passage To India |
"I expected you to make such a reply. You are a faithful friend. Shall we now talk about something else?" | Dr. Aziz | "Enough to see my friends."<|quote|>"I expected you to make such a reply. You are a faithful friend. Shall we now talk about something else?"</|quote|>"Willingly. What subject?" "Poetry," he | leave you much spare time?" "Enough to see my friends."<|quote|>"I expected you to make such a reply. You are a faithful friend. Shall we now talk about something else?"</|quote|>"Willingly. What subject?" "Poetry," he said, with tears in his | My service is anxious to get me away from Chandrapore for a bit. It is obliged to value me highly, but does not care for me. The situation is somewhat humorous." "What is the nature of the business? Will it leave you much spare time?" "Enough to see my friends."<|quote|>"I expected you to make such a reply. You are a f... | never; for I am going quite soon to England." "I thought you might end in England," he said very quietly, then changed the conversation. Rather awkwardly they ate their dinner, then went out to sit in the Mogul garden-house. "I am only going for a little time. On official business. My service is anxious to get me away ... | it too. Like himself, those shallow arcades provided but a limited asylum. "There is no God but God" doesn't carry us far through the complexities of matter and spirit; it is only a game with words, really, a religious pun, not a religious truth. He found Aziz overtired and dispirited, and he determined not to allude t... | officially. I do. I shall expect you this evening at six. We shall not interfere with your subsequent plans." He attended the grim little function in due course. The skeletons of hospitality rattled "Have a peg, have a drink." He talked for five minutes to Mrs. Blakiston, who was the only surviving female. He talked to... | not offended?" "Most certainly I am not." "If you are, this must be cleared up later on." "It has been," he answered, dignified. "I believe absolutely what you say, and of that there need be no further question." "But the way I said it must be cleared up. I was unintentionally rude. Unreserved regrets." "The fault is e... | "Have a peg, have a drink." He talked for five minutes to Mrs. Blakiston, who was the only surviving female. He talked to McBryde, who was defiant about his divorce, conscious that he had sinned as a sahib. He talked to Major Roberts, the new Civil Surgeon; and to young Milner, the new City Magistrate; but the more the... | A Passage To India |
"Willingly. What subject?" | Cyril Fielding | now talk about something else?"<|quote|>"Willingly. What subject?"</|quote|>"Poetry," he said, with tears | a faithful friend. Shall we now talk about something else?"<|quote|>"Willingly. What subject?"</|quote|>"Poetry," he said, with tears in his eyes. "Let us | but does not care for me. The situation is somewhat humorous." "What is the nature of the business? Will it leave you much spare time?" "Enough to see my friends." "I expected you to make such a reply. You are a faithful friend. Shall we now talk about something else?"<|quote|>"Willingly. What subject?"</|quote|>"Poetr... | then changed the conversation. Rather awkwardly they ate their dinner, then went out to sit in the Mogul garden-house. "I am only going for a little time. On official business. My service is anxious to get me away from Chandrapore for a bit. It is obliged to value me highly, but does not care for me. The situation is s... | us far through the complexities of matter and spirit; it is only a game with words, really, a religious pun, not a religious truth. He found Aziz overtired and dispirited, and he determined not to allude to their misunderstanding until the end of the evening; it would be more acceptable then. He made a clean breast abo... | attended the grim little function in due course. The skeletons of hospitality rattled "Have a peg, have a drink." He talked for five minutes to Mrs. Blakiston, who was the only surviving female. He talked to McBryde, who was defiant about his divorce, conscious that he had sinned as a sahib. He talked to Major Roberts,... | he answered, dignified. "I believe absolutely what you say, and of that there need be no further question." "But the way I said it must be cleared up. I was unintentionally rude. Unreserved regrets." "The fault is entirely mine." Tangles like this still interrupted their intercourse. A pause in the wrong place, an into... | should come? I should be glad to be excused; indeed, I have a dinner engagement this evening." "It is not a question of your feelings, but of the wish of the Lieutenant-Governor. Perhaps you will ask me whether I speak officially. I do. I shall expect you this evening at six. We shall not interfere with your subsequent... | A Passage To India |
"Poetry," | Dr. Aziz | something else?" "Willingly. What subject?"<|quote|>"Poetry,"</|quote|>he said, with tears in | Shall we now talk about something else?" "Willingly. What subject?"<|quote|>"Poetry,"</|quote|>he said, with tears in his eyes. "Let us discuss | care for me. The situation is somewhat humorous." "What is the nature of the business? Will it leave you much spare time?" "Enough to see my friends." "I expected you to make such a reply. You are a faithful friend. Shall we now talk about something else?" "Willingly. What subject?"<|quote|>"Poetry,"</|quote|>he said, ... | conversation. Rather awkwardly they ate their dinner, then went out to sit in the Mogul garden-house. "I am only going for a little time. On official business. My service is anxious to get me away from Chandrapore for a bit. It is obliged to value me highly, but does not care for me. The situation is somewhat humorous.... | the complexities of matter and spirit; it is only a game with words, really, a religious pun, not a religious truth. He found Aziz overtired and dispirited, and he determined not to allude to their misunderstanding until the end of the evening; it would be more acceptable then. He made a clean breast about the club sai... | little function in due course. The skeletons of hospitality rattled "Have a peg, have a drink." He talked for five minutes to Mrs. Blakiston, who was the only surviving female. He talked to McBryde, who was defiant about his divorce, conscious that he had sinned as a sahib. He talked to Major Roberts, the new Civil Sur... | "I believe absolutely what you say, and of that there need be no further question." "But the way I said it must be cleared up. I was unintentionally rude. Unreserved regrets." "The fault is entirely mine." Tangles like this still interrupted their intercourse. A pause in the wrong place, an intonation misunderstood, an... | but the more the club changed, the more it promised to be the same thing. "It is no good," he thought, as he returned past the mosque, "we all build upon sand; and the more modern the country gets, the worse'll be the crash. In the old eighteenth century, when cruelty and injustice raged, an invisible power repaired th... | A Passage To India |
he said, with tears in his eyes. | No speaker | else?" "Willingly. What subject?" "Poetry,"<|quote|>he said, with tears in his eyes.</|quote|>"Let us discuss why poetry | we now talk about something else?" "Willingly. What subject?" "Poetry,"<|quote|>he said, with tears in his eyes.</|quote|>"Let us discuss why poetry has lost the power of | for me. The situation is somewhat humorous." "What is the nature of the business? Will it leave you much spare time?" "Enough to see my friends." "I expected you to make such a reply. You are a faithful friend. Shall we now talk about something else?" "Willingly. What subject?" "Poetry,"<|quote|>he said, with tears in ... | Rather awkwardly they ate their dinner, then went out to sit in the Mogul garden-house. "I am only going for a little time. On official business. My service is anxious to get me away from Chandrapore for a bit. It is obliged to value me highly, but does not care for me. The situation is somewhat humorous." "What is the... | complexities of matter and spirit; it is only a game with words, really, a religious pun, not a religious truth. He found Aziz overtired and dispirited, and he determined not to allude to their misunderstanding until the end of the evening; it would be more acceptable then. He made a clean breast about the club said he... | function in due course. The skeletons of hospitality rattled "Have a peg, have a drink." He talked for five minutes to Mrs. Blakiston, who was the only surviving female. He talked to McBryde, who was defiant about his divorce, conscious that he had sinned as a sahib. He talked to Major Roberts, the new Civil Surgeon; a... | believe absolutely what you say, and of that there need be no further question." "But the way I said it must be cleared up. I was unintentionally rude. Unreserved regrets." "The fault is entirely mine." Tangles like this still interrupted their intercourse. A pause in the wrong place, an intonation misunderstood, and a... | this evening at six. We shall not interfere with your subsequent plans." He attended the grim little function in due course. The skeletons of hospitality rattled "Have a peg, have a drink." He talked for five minutes to Mrs. Blakiston, who was the only surviving female. He talked to McBryde, who was defiant about his d... | A Passage To India |
"Let us discuss why poetry has lost the power of making men brave. My mother's father was also a poet, and fought against you in the Mutiny. I might equal him if there was another mutiny. As it is, I am a doctor, who has won a case and has three children to support, and whose chief subject of conversation is official p... | Dr. Aziz | with tears in his eyes.<|quote|>"Let us discuss why poetry has lost the power of making men brave. My mother's father was also a poet, and fought against you in the Mutiny. I might equal him if there was another mutiny. As it is, I am a doctor, who has won a case and has three children to support, and whose chief subje... | What subject?" "Poetry," he said, with tears in his eyes.<|quote|>"Let us discuss why poetry has lost the power of making men brave. My mother's father was also a poet, and fought against you in the Mutiny. I might equal him if there was another mutiny. As it is, I am a doctor, who has won a case and has three children... | "What is the nature of the business? Will it leave you much spare time?" "Enough to see my friends." "I expected you to make such a reply. You are a faithful friend. Shall we now talk about something else?" "Willingly. What subject?" "Poetry," he said, with tears in his eyes.<|quote|>"Let us discuss why poetry has lost... | went out to sit in the Mogul garden-house. "I am only going for a little time. On official business. My service is anxious to get me away from Chandrapore for a bit. It is obliged to value me highly, but does not care for me. The situation is somewhat humorous." "What is the nature of the business? Will it leave you mu... | only a game with words, really, a religious pun, not a religious truth. He found Aziz overtired and dispirited, and he determined not to allude to their misunderstanding until the end of the evening; it would be more acceptable then. He made a clean breast about the club said he had only gone under compulsion, and shou... | hospitality rattled "Have a peg, have a drink." He talked for five minutes to Mrs. Blakiston, who was the only surviving female. He talked to McBryde, who was defiant about his divorce, conscious that he had sinned as a sahib. He talked to Major Roberts, the new Civil Surgeon; and to young Milner, the new City Magistra... | that there need be no further question." "But the way I said it must be cleared up. I was unintentionally rude. Unreserved regrets." "The fault is entirely mine." Tangles like this still interrupted their intercourse. A pause in the wrong place, an intonation misunderstood, and a whole conversation went awry. Fielding ... | us far through the complexities of matter and spirit; it is only a game with words, really, a religious pun, not a religious truth. He found Aziz overtired and dispirited, and he determined not to allude to their misunderstanding until the end of the evening; it would be more acceptable then. He made a clean breast abo... | A Passage To India |
"Let us talk about poetry." | Cyril Fielding | of conversation is official plans."<|quote|>"Let us talk about poetry."</|quote|>He turned his mind to | support, and whose chief subject of conversation is official plans."<|quote|>"Let us talk about poetry."</|quote|>He turned his mind to the innocuous subject. "You people | My mother's father was also a poet, and fought against you in the Mutiny. I might equal him if there was another mutiny. As it is, I am a doctor, who has won a case and has three children to support, and whose chief subject of conversation is official plans."<|quote|>"Let us talk about poetry."</|quote|>He turned his m... | time?" "Enough to see my friends." "I expected you to make such a reply. You are a faithful friend. Shall we now talk about something else?" "Willingly. What subject?" "Poetry," he said, with tears in his eyes. "Let us discuss why poetry has lost the power of making men brave. My mother's father was also a poet, and fo... | was renewed. "In other words, probably never; for I am going quite soon to England." "I thought you might end in England," he said very quietly, then changed the conversation. Rather awkwardly they ate their dinner, then went out to sit in the Mogul garden-house. "I am only going for a little time. On official business... | the more it promised to be the same thing. "It is no good," he thought, as he returned past the mosque, "we all build upon sand; and the more modern the country gets, the worse'll be the crash. In the old eighteenth century, when cruelty and injustice raged, an invisible power repaired their ravages. Everything echoes ... | always trouble when two people do not think of sex at the same moment, always mutual resentment and surprise, even when the two people are of the same race. He began to recapitulate his feelings about Miss Quested. Aziz cut him short with: "But I believe you, I believe. Mohammed Latif shall be severely punished for inv... | God" doesn't carry us far through the complexities of matter and spirit; it is only a game with words, really, a religious pun, not a religious truth. He found Aziz overtired and dispirited, and he determined not to allude to their misunderstanding until the end of the evening; it would be more acceptable then. He made... | A Passage To India |
He turned his mind to the innocuous subject. | No speaker | "Let us talk about poetry."<|quote|>He turned his mind to the innocuous subject.</|quote|>"You people are sadly circumstanced. | of conversation is official plans." "Let us talk about poetry."<|quote|>He turned his mind to the innocuous subject.</|quote|>"You people are sadly circumstanced. Whatever are you to write | a poet, and fought against you in the Mutiny. I might equal him if there was another mutiny. As it is, I am a doctor, who has won a case and has three children to support, and whose chief subject of conversation is official plans." "Let us talk about poetry."<|quote|>He turned his mind to the innocuous subject.</|quote... | friends." "I expected you to make such a reply. You are a faithful friend. Shall we now talk about something else?" "Willingly. What subject?" "Poetry," he said, with tears in his eyes. "Let us discuss why poetry has lost the power of making men brave. My mother's father was also a poet, and fought against you in the M... | probably never; for I am going quite soon to England." "I thought you might end in England," he said very quietly, then changed the conversation. Rather awkwardly they ate their dinner, then went out to sit in the Mogul garden-house. "I am only going for a little time. On official business. My service is anxious to get... | be the same thing. "It is no good," he thought, as he returned past the mosque, "we all build upon sand; and the more modern the country gets, the worse'll be the crash. In the old eighteenth century, when cruelty and injustice raged, an invisible power repaired their ravages. Everything echoes now; there's no stopping... | do not think of sex at the same moment, always mutual resentment and surprise, even when the two people are of the same race. He began to recapitulate his feelings about Miss Quested. Aziz cut him short with: "But I believe you, I believe. Mohammed Latif shall be severely punished for inventing this." "Oh, leave it alo... | evil." This reflection about an echo lay at the verge of Fielding's mind. He could never develop it. It belonged to the universe that he had missed or rejected. And the mosque missed it too. Like himself, those shallow arcades provided but a limited asylum. "There is no God but God" doesn't carry us far through the com... | A Passage To India |
"You people are sadly circumstanced. Whatever are you to write about? You cannot say," | Cyril Fielding | mind to the innocuous subject.<|quote|>"You people are sadly circumstanced. Whatever are you to write about? You cannot say,"</|quote|>The rose is faded,' "for | about poetry." He turned his mind to the innocuous subject.<|quote|>"You people are sadly circumstanced. Whatever are you to write about? You cannot say,"</|quote|>The rose is faded,' "for evermore. We know it's faded. | Mutiny. I might equal him if there was another mutiny. As it is, I am a doctor, who has won a case and has three children to support, and whose chief subject of conversation is official plans." "Let us talk about poetry." He turned his mind to the innocuous subject.<|quote|>"You people are sadly circumstanced. Whatever... | reply. You are a faithful friend. Shall we now talk about something else?" "Willingly. What subject?" "Poetry," he said, with tears in his eyes. "Let us discuss why poetry has lost the power of making men brave. My mother's father was also a poet, and fought against you in the Mutiny. I might equal him if there was ano... | to England." "I thought you might end in England," he said very quietly, then changed the conversation. Rather awkwardly they ate their dinner, then went out to sit in the Mogul garden-house. "I am only going for a little time. On official business. My service is anxious to get me away from Chandrapore for a bit. It is... | he thought, as he returned past the mosque, "we all build upon sand; and the more modern the country gets, the worse'll be the crash. In the old eighteenth century, when cruelty and injustice raged, an invisible power repaired their ravages. Everything echoes now; there's no stopping the echo. The original sound may be... | moment, always mutual resentment and surprise, even when the two people are of the same race. He began to recapitulate his feelings about Miss Quested. Aziz cut him short with: "But I believe you, I believe. Mohammed Latif shall be severely punished for inventing this." "Oh, leave it alone, like all gossip it's merely ... | a religious truth. He found Aziz overtired and dispirited, and he determined not to allude to their misunderstanding until the end of the evening; it would be more acceptable then. He made a clean breast about the club said he had only gone under compulsion, and should never attend again unless the order was renewed. "... | A Passage To India |
The rose is faded,' | No speaker | write about? You cannot say,"<|quote|>The rose is faded,'</|quote|>"for evermore. We know it's | circumstanced. Whatever are you to write about? You cannot say,"<|quote|>The rose is faded,'</|quote|>"for evermore. We know it's faded. Yet you can't have | am a doctor, who has won a case and has three children to support, and whose chief subject of conversation is official plans." "Let us talk about poetry." He turned his mind to the innocuous subject. "You people are sadly circumstanced. Whatever are you to write about? You cannot say,"<|quote|>The rose is faded,'</|quo... | What subject?" "Poetry," he said, with tears in his eyes. "Let us discuss why poetry has lost the power of making men brave. My mother's father was also a poet, and fought against you in the Mutiny. I might equal him if there was another mutiny. As it is, I am a doctor, who has won a case and has three children to supp... | changed the conversation. Rather awkwardly they ate their dinner, then went out to sit in the Mogul garden-house. "I am only going for a little time. On official business. My service is anxious to get me away from Chandrapore for a bit. It is obliged to value me highly, but does not care for me. The situation is somewh... | the more modern the country gets, the worse'll be the crash. In the old eighteenth century, when cruelty and injustice raged, an invisible power repaired their ravages. Everything echoes now; there's no stopping the echo. The original sound may be harmless, but the echo is always evil." This reflection about an echo la... | same race. He began to recapitulate his feelings about Miss Quested. Aziz cut him short with: "But I believe you, I believe. Mohammed Latif shall be severely punished for inventing this." "Oh, leave it alone, like all gossip it's merely one of those half-alive things that try to crowd out real life. Take no notice, it'... | he had only gone under compulsion, and should never attend again unless the order was renewed. "In other words, probably never; for I am going quite soon to England." "I thought you might end in England," he said very quietly, then changed the conversation. Rather awkwardly they ate their dinner, then went out to sit i... | A Passage To India |
"for evermore. We know it's faded. Yet you can't have patriotic poetry of the India, my India' type, when it's nobody's India." | Cyril Fielding | say," The rose is faded,'<|quote|>"for evermore. We know it's faded. Yet you can't have patriotic poetry of the India, my India' type, when it's nobody's India."</|quote|>"I like this conversation. It | to write about? You cannot say," The rose is faded,'<|quote|>"for evermore. We know it's faded. Yet you can't have patriotic poetry of the India, my India' type, when it's nobody's India."</|quote|>"I like this conversation. It may lead to something interesting." | has won a case and has three children to support, and whose chief subject of conversation is official plans." "Let us talk about poetry." He turned his mind to the innocuous subject. "You people are sadly circumstanced. Whatever are you to write about? You cannot say," The rose is faded,'<|quote|>"for evermore. We know... | said, with tears in his eyes. "Let us discuss why poetry has lost the power of making men brave. My mother's father was also a poet, and fought against you in the Mutiny. I might equal him if there was another mutiny. As it is, I am a doctor, who has won a case and has three children to support, and whose chief subject... | awkwardly they ate their dinner, then went out to sit in the Mogul garden-house. "I am only going for a little time. On official business. My service is anxious to get me away from Chandrapore for a bit. It is obliged to value me highly, but does not care for me. The situation is somewhat humorous." "What is the nature... | country gets, the worse'll be the crash. In the old eighteenth century, when cruelty and injustice raged, an invisible power repaired their ravages. Everything echoes now; there's no stopping the echo. The original sound may be harmless, but the echo is always evil." This reflection about an echo lay at the verge of Fi... | to recapitulate his feelings about Miss Quested. Aziz cut him short with: "But I believe you, I believe. Mohammed Latif shall be severely punished for inventing this." "Oh, leave it alone, like all gossip it's merely one of those half-alive things that try to crowd out real life. Take no notice, it'll vanish, like poor... | thought, as he returned past the mosque, "we all build upon sand; and the more modern the country gets, the worse'll be the crash. In the old eighteenth century, when cruelty and injustice raged, an invisible power repaired their ravages. Everything echoes now; there's no stopping the echo. The original sound may be ha... | A Passage To India |
"I like this conversation. It may lead to something interesting." | Dr. Aziz | type, when it's nobody's India."<|quote|>"I like this conversation. It may lead to something interesting."</|quote|>"You are quite right in | of the India, my India' type, when it's nobody's India."<|quote|>"I like this conversation. It may lead to something interesting."</|quote|>"You are quite right in thinking that poetry must touch | about poetry." He turned his mind to the innocuous subject. "You people are sadly circumstanced. Whatever are you to write about? You cannot say," The rose is faded,' "for evermore. We know it's faded. Yet you can't have patriotic poetry of the India, my India' type, when it's nobody's India."<|quote|>"I like this conv... | was also a poet, and fought against you in the Mutiny. I might equal him if there was another mutiny. As it is, I am a doctor, who has won a case and has three children to support, and whose chief subject of conversation is official plans." "Let us talk about poetry." He turned his mind to the innocuous subject. "You p... | On official business. My service is anxious to get me away from Chandrapore for a bit. It is obliged to value me highly, but does not care for me. The situation is somewhat humorous." "What is the nature of the business? Will it leave you much spare time?" "Enough to see my friends." "I expected you to make such a repl... | ravages. Everything echoes now; there's no stopping the echo. The original sound may be harmless, but the echo is always evil." This reflection about an echo lay at the verge of Fielding's mind. He could never develop it. It belonged to the universe that he had missed or rejected. And the mosque missed it too. Like him... | severely punished for inventing this." "Oh, leave it alone, like all gossip it's merely one of those half-alive things that try to crowd out real life. Take no notice, it'll vanish, like poor old Mrs. Moore's tombs." "Mohammed Latif has taken to intriguing. We are already much displeased with him. Will it satisfy you i... | of the evening; it would be more acceptable then. He made a clean breast about the club said he had only gone under compulsion, and should never attend again unless the order was renewed. "In other words, probably never; for I am going quite soon to England." "I thought you might end in England," he said very quietly, ... | A Passage To India |
"You are quite right in thinking that poetry must touch life. When I knew you first, you used it as an incantation." | Cyril Fielding | may lead to something interesting."<|quote|>"You are quite right in thinking that poetry must touch life. When I knew you first, you used it as an incantation."</|quote|>"I was a child when | "I like this conversation. It may lead to something interesting."<|quote|>"You are quite right in thinking that poetry must touch life. When I knew you first, you used it as an incantation."</|quote|>"I was a child when you knew me first. Everyone | "You people are sadly circumstanced. Whatever are you to write about? You cannot say," The rose is faded,' "for evermore. We know it's faded. Yet you can't have patriotic poetry of the India, my India' type, when it's nobody's India." "I like this conversation. It may lead to something interesting."<|quote|>"You are qu... | Mutiny. I might equal him if there was another mutiny. As it is, I am a doctor, who has won a case and has three children to support, and whose chief subject of conversation is official plans." "Let us talk about poetry." He turned his mind to the innocuous subject. "You people are sadly circumstanced. Whatever are you... | away from Chandrapore for a bit. It is obliged to value me highly, but does not care for me. The situation is somewhat humorous." "What is the nature of the business? Will it leave you much spare time?" "Enough to see my friends." "I expected you to make such a reply. You are a faithful friend. Shall we now talk about ... | original sound may be harmless, but the echo is always evil." This reflection about an echo lay at the verge of Fielding's mind. He could never develop it. It belonged to the universe that he had missed or rejected. And the mosque missed it too. Like himself, those shallow arcades provided but a limited asylum. "There ... | all gossip it's merely one of those half-alive things that try to crowd out real life. Take no notice, it'll vanish, like poor old Mrs. Moore's tombs." "Mohammed Latif has taken to intriguing. We are already much displeased with him. Will it satisfy you if we send him back to his family without a present?" "We'll discu... | indeed, I have a dinner engagement this evening." "It is not a question of your feelings, but of the wish of the Lieutenant-Governor. Perhaps you will ask me whether I speak officially. I do. I shall expect you this evening at six. We shall not interfere with your subsequent plans." He attended the grim little function... | A Passage To India |
"I was a child when you knew me first. Everyone was my friend then. The Friend: a Persian expression for God. But I do not want to be a religious poet either." | Dr. Aziz | used it as an incantation."<|quote|>"I was a child when you knew me first. Everyone was my friend then. The Friend: a Persian expression for God. But I do not want to be a religious poet either."</|quote|>"I hoped you would be." | I knew you first, you used it as an incantation."<|quote|>"I was a child when you knew me first. Everyone was my friend then. The Friend: a Persian expression for God. But I do not want to be a religious poet either."</|quote|>"I hoped you would be." "Why, when you yourself are | it's faded. Yet you can't have patriotic poetry of the India, my India' type, when it's nobody's India." "I like this conversation. It may lead to something interesting." "You are quite right in thinking that poetry must touch life. When I knew you first, you used it as an incantation."<|quote|>"I was a child when you ... | and has three children to support, and whose chief subject of conversation is official plans." "Let us talk about poetry." He turned his mind to the innocuous subject. "You people are sadly circumstanced. Whatever are you to write about? You cannot say," The rose is faded,' "for evermore. We know it's faded. Yet you ca... | somewhat humorous." "What is the nature of the business? Will it leave you much spare time?" "Enough to see my friends." "I expected you to make such a reply. You are a faithful friend. Shall we now talk about something else?" "Willingly. What subject?" "Poetry," he said, with tears in his eyes. "Let us discuss why poe... | mind. He could never develop it. It belonged to the universe that he had missed or rejected. And the mosque missed it too. Like himself, those shallow arcades provided but a limited asylum. "There is no God but God" doesn't carry us far through the complexities of matter and spirit; it is only a game with words, really... | poor old Mrs. Moore's tombs." "Mohammed Latif has taken to intriguing. We are already much displeased with him. Will it satisfy you if we send him back to his family without a present?" "We'll discuss M.L. at dinner." His eyes went clotted and hard. "Dinner. This is most unlucky I forgot. I have promised to dine with D... | unless the order was renewed. "In other words, probably never; for I am going quite soon to England." "I thought you might end in England," he said very quietly, then changed the conversation. Rather awkwardly they ate their dinner, then went out to sit in the Mogul garden-house. "I am only going for a little time. On ... | A Passage To India |
"I hoped you would be." | Cyril Fielding | be a religious poet either."<|quote|>"I hoped you would be."</|quote|>"Why, when you yourself are | I do not want to be a religious poet either."<|quote|>"I hoped you would be."</|quote|>"Why, when you yourself are an atheist?" "There is something | in thinking that poetry must touch life. When I knew you first, you used it as an incantation." "I was a child when you knew me first. Everyone was my friend then. The Friend: a Persian expression for God. But I do not want to be a religious poet either."<|quote|>"I hoped you would be."</|quote|>"Why, when you yourself... | circumstanced. Whatever are you to write about? You cannot say," The rose is faded,' "for evermore. We know it's faded. Yet you can't have patriotic poetry of the India, my India' type, when it's nobody's India." "I like this conversation. It may lead to something interesting." "You are quite right in thinking that poe... | faithful friend. Shall we now talk about something else?" "Willingly. What subject?" "Poetry," he said, with tears in his eyes. "Let us discuss why poetry has lost the power of making men brave. My mother's father was also a poet, and fought against you in the Mutiny. I might equal him if there was another mutiny. As i... | asylum. "There is no God but God" doesn't carry us far through the complexities of matter and spirit; it is only a game with words, really, a religious pun, not a religious truth. He found Aziz overtired and dispirited, and he determined not to allude to their misunderstanding until the end of the evening; it would be ... | present?" "We'll discuss M.L. at dinner." His eyes went clotted and hard. "Dinner. This is most unlucky I forgot. I have promised to dine with Das." "Bring Das to me." "He will have invited other friends." "You are coming to dinner with me as arranged," said Fielding, looking away. "I don't stand this. You are coming t... | about an echo lay at the verge of Fielding's mind. He could never develop it. It belonged to the universe that he had missed or rejected. And the mosque missed it too. Like himself, those shallow arcades provided but a limited asylum. "There is no God but God" doesn't carry us far through the complexities of matter and... | A Passage To India |
"Why, when you yourself are an atheist?" | Dr. Aziz | "I hoped you would be."<|quote|>"Why, when you yourself are an atheist?"</|quote|>"There is something in religion | be a religious poet either." "I hoped you would be."<|quote|>"Why, when you yourself are an atheist?"</|quote|>"There is something in religion that may not be true, | touch life. When I knew you first, you used it as an incantation." "I was a child when you knew me first. Everyone was my friend then. The Friend: a Persian expression for God. But I do not want to be a religious poet either." "I hoped you would be."<|quote|>"Why, when you yourself are an atheist?"</|quote|>"There is s... | write about? You cannot say," The rose is faded,' "for evermore. We know it's faded. Yet you can't have patriotic poetry of the India, my India' type, when it's nobody's India." "I like this conversation. It may lead to something interesting." "You are quite right in thinking that poetry must touch life. When I knew yo... | talk about something else?" "Willingly. What subject?" "Poetry," he said, with tears in his eyes. "Let us discuss why poetry has lost the power of making men brave. My mother's father was also a poet, and fought against you in the Mutiny. I might equal him if there was another mutiny. As it is, I am a doctor, who has w... | but God" doesn't carry us far through the complexities of matter and spirit; it is only a game with words, really, a religious pun, not a religious truth. He found Aziz overtired and dispirited, and he determined not to allude to their misunderstanding until the end of the evening; it would be more acceptable then. He ... | dinner." His eyes went clotted and hard. "Dinner. This is most unlucky I forgot. I have promised to dine with Das." "Bring Das to me." "He will have invited other friends." "You are coming to dinner with me as arranged," said Fielding, looking away. "I don't stand this. You are coming to dinner with me. You come." They... | only surviving female. He talked to McBryde, who was defiant about his divorce, conscious that he had sinned as a sahib. He talked to Major Roberts, the new Civil Surgeon; and to young Milner, the new City Magistrate; but the more the club changed, the more it promised to be the same thing. "It is no good," he thought,... | A Passage To India |
"There is something in religion that may not be true, but has not yet been sung." | Cyril Fielding | you yourself are an atheist?"<|quote|>"There is something in religion that may not be true, but has not yet been sung."</|quote|>"Explain in detail." "Something that | you would be." "Why, when you yourself are an atheist?"<|quote|>"There is something in religion that may not be true, but has not yet been sung."</|quote|>"Explain in detail." "Something that the Hindus have perhaps found." | you used it as an incantation." "I was a child when you knew me first. Everyone was my friend then. The Friend: a Persian expression for God. But I do not want to be a religious poet either." "I hoped you would be." "Why, when you yourself are an atheist?"<|quote|>"There is something in religion that may not be true, b... | is faded,' "for evermore. We know it's faded. Yet you can't have patriotic poetry of the India, my India' type, when it's nobody's India." "I like this conversation. It may lead to something interesting." "You are quite right in thinking that poetry must touch life. When I knew you first, you used it as an incantation.... | "Poetry," he said, with tears in his eyes. "Let us discuss why poetry has lost the power of making men brave. My mother's father was also a poet, and fought against you in the Mutiny. I might equal him if there was another mutiny. As it is, I am a doctor, who has won a case and has three children to support, and whose ... | the complexities of matter and spirit; it is only a game with words, really, a religious pun, not a religious truth. He found Aziz overtired and dispirited, and he determined not to allude to their misunderstanding until the end of the evening; it would be more acceptable then. He made a clean breast about the club sai... | "Dinner. This is most unlucky I forgot. I have promised to dine with Das." "Bring Das to me." "He will have invited other friends." "You are coming to dinner with me as arranged," said Fielding, looking away. "I don't stand this. You are coming to dinner with me. You come." They had reached the hospital now. Fielding c... | hospitality rattled "Have a peg, have a drink." He talked for five minutes to Mrs. Blakiston, who was the only surviving female. He talked to McBryde, who was defiant about his divorce, conscious that he had sinned as a sahib. He talked to Major Roberts, the new Civil Surgeon; and to young Milner, the new City Magistra... | A Passage To India |
"Explain in detail." | Dr. Aziz | has not yet been sung."<|quote|>"Explain in detail."</|quote|>"Something that the Hindus have | may not be true, but has not yet been sung."<|quote|>"Explain in detail."</|quote|>"Something that the Hindus have perhaps found." "Let them sing | was my friend then. The Friend: a Persian expression for God. But I do not want to be a religious poet either." "I hoped you would be." "Why, when you yourself are an atheist?" "There is something in religion that may not be true, but has not yet been sung."<|quote|>"Explain in detail."</|quote|>"Something that the Hin... | India, my India' type, when it's nobody's India." "I like this conversation. It may lead to something interesting." "You are quite right in thinking that poetry must touch life. When I knew you first, you used it as an incantation." "I was a child when you knew me first. Everyone was my friend then. The Friend: a Persi... | power of making men brave. My mother's father was also a poet, and fought against you in the Mutiny. I might equal him if there was another mutiny. As it is, I am a doctor, who has won a case and has three children to support, and whose chief subject of conversation is official plans." "Let us talk about poetry." He tu... | pun, not a religious truth. He found Aziz overtired and dispirited, and he determined not to allude to their misunderstanding until the end of the evening; it would be more acceptable then. He made a clean breast about the club said he had only gone under compulsion, and should never attend again unless the order was r... | to me." "He will have invited other friends." "You are coming to dinner with me as arranged," said Fielding, looking away. "I don't stand this. You are coming to dinner with me. You come." They had reached the hospital now. Fielding continued round the Maidan alone. He was annoyed with himself, but counted on dinner to... | sound may be harmless, but the echo is always evil." This reflection about an echo lay at the verge of Fielding's mind. He could never develop it. It belonged to the universe that he had missed or rejected. And the mosque missed it too. Like himself, those shallow arcades provided but a limited asylum. "There is no God... | A Passage To India |
"Something that the Hindus have perhaps found." | Cyril Fielding | been sung." "Explain in detail."<|quote|>"Something that the Hindus have perhaps found."</|quote|>"Let them sing it." "Hindus | true, but has not yet been sung." "Explain in detail."<|quote|>"Something that the Hindus have perhaps found."</|quote|>"Let them sing it." "Hindus are unable to sing." "Cyril, | then. The Friend: a Persian expression for God. But I do not want to be a religious poet either." "I hoped you would be." "Why, when you yourself are an atheist?" "There is something in religion that may not be true, but has not yet been sung." "Explain in detail."<|quote|>"Something that the Hindus have perhaps found.... | type, when it's nobody's India." "I like this conversation. It may lead to something interesting." "You are quite right in thinking that poetry must touch life. When I knew you first, you used it as an incantation." "I was a child when you knew me first. Everyone was my friend then. The Friend: a Persian expression for... | men brave. My mother's father was also a poet, and fought against you in the Mutiny. I might equal him if there was another mutiny. As it is, I am a doctor, who has won a case and has three children to support, and whose chief subject of conversation is official plans." "Let us talk about poetry." He turned his mind to... | religious truth. He found Aziz overtired and dispirited, and he determined not to allude to their misunderstanding until the end of the evening; it would be more acceptable then. He made a clean breast about the club said he had only gone under compulsion, and should never attend again unless the order was renewed. "In... | will have invited other friends." "You are coming to dinner with me as arranged," said Fielding, looking away. "I don't stand this. You are coming to dinner with me. You come." They had reached the hospital now. Fielding continued round the Maidan alone. He was annoyed with himself, but counted on dinner to pull things... | past the mosque, "we all build upon sand; and the more modern the country gets, the worse'll be the crash. In the old eighteenth century, when cruelty and injustice raged, an invisible power repaired their ravages. Everything echoes now; there's no stopping the echo. The original sound may be harmless, but the echo is ... | A Passage To India |
"Let them sing it." | Dr. Aziz | the Hindus have perhaps found."<|quote|>"Let them sing it."</|quote|>"Hindus are unable to sing." | "Explain in detail." "Something that the Hindus have perhaps found."<|quote|>"Let them sing it."</|quote|>"Hindus are unable to sing." "Cyril, you sometimes make a | God. But I do not want to be a religious poet either." "I hoped you would be." "Why, when you yourself are an atheist?" "There is something in religion that may not be true, but has not yet been sung." "Explain in detail." "Something that the Hindus have perhaps found."<|quote|>"Let them sing it."</|quote|>"Hindus are ... | this conversation. It may lead to something interesting." "You are quite right in thinking that poetry must touch life. When I knew you first, you used it as an incantation." "I was a child when you knew me first. Everyone was my friend then. The Friend: a Persian expression for God. But I do not want to be a religious... | a poet, and fought against you in the Mutiny. I might equal him if there was another mutiny. As it is, I am a doctor, who has won a case and has three children to support, and whose chief subject of conversation is official plans." "Let us talk about poetry." He turned his mind to the innocuous subject. "You people are... | dispirited, and he determined not to allude to their misunderstanding until the end of the evening; it would be more acceptable then. He made a clean breast about the club said he had only gone under compulsion, and should never attend again unless the order was renewed. "In other words, probably never; for I am going ... | coming to dinner with me as arranged," said Fielding, looking away. "I don't stand this. You are coming to dinner with me. You come." They had reached the hospital now. Fielding continued round the Maidan alone. He was annoyed with himself, but counted on dinner to pull things straight. At the post office he saw the Co... | evil." This reflection about an echo lay at the verge of Fielding's mind. He could never develop it. It belonged to the universe that he had missed or rejected. And the mosque missed it too. Like himself, those shallow arcades provided but a limited asylum. "There is no God but God" doesn't carry us far through the com... | A Passage To India |
"Hindus are unable to sing." | Cyril Fielding | found." "Let them sing it."<|quote|>"Hindus are unable to sing."</|quote|>"Cyril, you sometimes make a | that the Hindus have perhaps found." "Let them sing it."<|quote|>"Hindus are unable to sing."</|quote|>"Cyril, you sometimes make a sensible remark. That will do | not want to be a religious poet either." "I hoped you would be." "Why, when you yourself are an atheist?" "There is something in religion that may not be true, but has not yet been sung." "Explain in detail." "Something that the Hindus have perhaps found." "Let them sing it."<|quote|>"Hindus are unable to sing."</|quot... | lead to something interesting." "You are quite right in thinking that poetry must touch life. When I knew you first, you used it as an incantation." "I was a child when you knew me first. Everyone was my friend then. The Friend: a Persian expression for God. But I do not want to be a religious poet either." "I hoped yo... | against you in the Mutiny. I might equal him if there was another mutiny. As it is, I am a doctor, who has won a case and has three children to support, and whose chief subject of conversation is official plans." "Let us talk about poetry." He turned his mind to the innocuous subject. "You people are sadly circumstance... | not to allude to their misunderstanding until the end of the evening; it would be more acceptable then. He made a clean breast about the club said he had only gone under compulsion, and should never attend again unless the order was renewed. "In other words, probably never; for I am going quite soon to England." "I tho... | me as arranged," said Fielding, looking away. "I don't stand this. You are coming to dinner with me. You come." They had reached the hospital now. Fielding continued round the Maidan alone. He was annoyed with himself, but counted on dinner to pull things straight. At the post office he saw the Collector. Their vehicle... | the mosque, "we all build upon sand; and the more modern the country gets, the worse'll be the crash. In the old eighteenth century, when cruelty and injustice raged, an invisible power repaired their ravages. Everything echoes now; there's no stopping the echo. The original sound may be harmless, but the echo is alway... | A Passage To India |
"Cyril, you sometimes make a sensible remark. That will do for poetry for the present. Let us now return to your English visit." | Dr. Aziz | "Hindus are unable to sing."<|quote|>"Cyril, you sometimes make a sensible remark. That will do for poetry for the present. Let us now return to your English visit."</|quote|>"We haven't discussed poetry for | found." "Let them sing it." "Hindus are unable to sing."<|quote|>"Cyril, you sometimes make a sensible remark. That will do for poetry for the present. Let us now return to your English visit."</|quote|>"We haven't discussed poetry for two seconds," said the other, | religious poet either." "I hoped you would be." "Why, when you yourself are an atheist?" "There is something in religion that may not be true, but has not yet been sung." "Explain in detail." "Something that the Hindus have perhaps found." "Let them sing it." "Hindus are unable to sing."<|quote|>"Cyril, you sometimes m... | are quite right in thinking that poetry must touch life. When I knew you first, you used it as an incantation." "I was a child when you knew me first. Everyone was my friend then. The Friend: a Persian expression for God. But I do not want to be a religious poet either." "I hoped you would be." "Why, when you yourself ... | I might equal him if there was another mutiny. As it is, I am a doctor, who has won a case and has three children to support, and whose chief subject of conversation is official plans." "Let us talk about poetry." He turned his mind to the innocuous subject. "You people are sadly circumstanced. Whatever are you to writ... | misunderstanding until the end of the evening; it would be more acceptable then. He made a clean breast about the club said he had only gone under compulsion, and should never attend again unless the order was renewed. "In other words, probably never; for I am going quite soon to England." "I thought you might end in E... | looking away. "I don't stand this. You are coming to dinner with me. You come." They had reached the hospital now. Fielding continued round the Maidan alone. He was annoyed with himself, but counted on dinner to pull things straight. At the post office he saw the Collector. Their vehicles were parked side by side while... | gone under compulsion, and should never attend again unless the order was renewed. "In other words, probably never; for I am going quite soon to England." "I thought you might end in England," he said very quietly, then changed the conversation. Rather awkwardly they ate their dinner, then went out to sit in the Mogul ... | A Passage To India |
"We haven't discussed poetry for two seconds," | Cyril Fielding | return to your English visit."<|quote|>"We haven't discussed poetry for two seconds,"</|quote|>said the other, smiling. But | the present. Let us now return to your English visit."<|quote|>"We haven't discussed poetry for two seconds,"</|quote|>said the other, smiling. But Aziz was addicted to cameos. | be true, but has not yet been sung." "Explain in detail." "Something that the Hindus have perhaps found." "Let them sing it." "Hindus are unable to sing." "Cyril, you sometimes make a sensible remark. That will do for poetry for the present. Let us now return to your English visit."<|quote|>"We haven't discussed poetry... | a child when you knew me first. Everyone was my friend then. The Friend: a Persian expression for God. But I do not want to be a religious poet either." "I hoped you would be." "Why, when you yourself are an atheist?" "There is something in religion that may not be true, but has not yet been sung." "Explain in detail."... | three children to support, and whose chief subject of conversation is official plans." "Let us talk about poetry." He turned his mind to the innocuous subject. "You people are sadly circumstanced. Whatever are you to write about? You cannot say," The rose is faded,' "for evermore. We know it's faded. Yet you can't have... | had only gone under compulsion, and should never attend again unless the order was renewed. "In other words, probably never; for I am going quite soon to England." "I thought you might end in England," he said very quietly, then changed the conversation. Rather awkwardly they ate their dinner, then went out to sit in t... | round the Maidan alone. He was annoyed with himself, but counted on dinner to pull things straight. At the post office he saw the Collector. Their vehicles were parked side by side while their servants competed in the interior of the building. "Good morning; so you are back," said Turton icily. "I should be glad if you... | the conversation. Rather awkwardly they ate their dinner, then went out to sit in the Mogul garden-house. "I am only going for a little time. On official business. My service is anxious to get me away from Chandrapore for a bit. It is obliged to value me highly, but does not care for me. The situation is somewhat humor... | A Passage To India |
said the other, smiling. But Aziz was addicted to cameos. He held the tiny conversation in his hand, and felt it epitomized his problem. For an instant he recalled his wife, and, as happens when a memory is intense, the past became the future, and he saw her with him in a quiet Hindu jungle native state, far away from ... | No speaker | discussed poetry for two seconds,"<|quote|>said the other, smiling. But Aziz was addicted to cameos. He held the tiny conversation in his hand, and felt it epitomized his problem. For an instant he recalled his wife, and, as happens when a memory is intense, the past became the future, and he saw her with him in a quie... | your English visit." "We haven't discussed poetry for two seconds,"<|quote|>said the other, smiling. But Aziz was addicted to cameos. He held the tiny conversation in his hand, and felt it epitomized his problem. For an instant he recalled his wife, and, as happens when a memory is intense, the past became the future, ... | sung." "Explain in detail." "Something that the Hindus have perhaps found." "Let them sing it." "Hindus are unable to sing." "Cyril, you sometimes make a sensible remark. That will do for poetry for the present. Let us now return to your English visit." "We haven't discussed poetry for two seconds,"<|quote|>said the ot... | Everyone was my friend then. The Friend: a Persian expression for God. But I do not want to be a religious poet either." "I hoped you would be." "Why, when you yourself are an atheist?" "There is something in religion that may not be true, but has not yet been sung." "Explain in detail." "Something that the Hindus have... | subject of conversation is official plans." "Let us talk about poetry." He turned his mind to the innocuous subject. "You people are sadly circumstanced. Whatever are you to write about? You cannot say," The rose is faded,' "for evermore. We know it's faded. Yet you can't have patriotic poetry of the India, my India' t... | never attend again unless the order was renewed. "In other words, probably never; for I am going quite soon to England." "I thought you might end in England," he said very quietly, then changed the conversation. Rather awkwardly they ate their dinner, then went out to sit in the Mogul garden-house. "I am only going for... | with himself, but counted on dinner to pull things straight. At the post office he saw the Collector. Their vehicles were parked side by side while their servants competed in the interior of the building. "Good morning; so you are back," said Turton icily. "I should be glad if you will put in your appearance at the clu... | father was also a poet, and fought against you in the Mutiny. I might equal him if there was another mutiny. As it is, I am a doctor, who has won a case and has three children to support, and whose chief subject of conversation is official plans." "Let us talk about poetry." He turned his mind to the innocuous subject.... | A Passage To India |
"I suppose you will visit Miss Quested." | Dr. Aziz | away from foreigners. He said:<|quote|>"I suppose you will visit Miss Quested."</|quote|>"If I have time. It | Hindu jungle native state, far away from foreigners. He said:<|quote|>"I suppose you will visit Miss Quested."</|quote|>"If I have time. It will be strange seeing her | tiny conversation in his hand, and felt it epitomized his problem. For an instant he recalled his wife, and, as happens when a memory is intense, the past became the future, and he saw her with him in a quiet Hindu jungle native state, far away from foreigners. He said:<|quote|>"I suppose you will visit Miss Quested."<... | sing it." "Hindus are unable to sing." "Cyril, you sometimes make a sensible remark. That will do for poetry for the present. Let us now return to your English visit." "We haven't discussed poetry for two seconds," said the other, smiling. But Aziz was addicted to cameos. He held the tiny conversation in his hand, and ... | It may lead to something interesting." "You are quite right in thinking that poetry must touch life. When I knew you first, you used it as an incantation." "I was a child when you knew me first. Everyone was my friend then. The Friend: a Persian expression for God. But I do not want to be a religious poet either." "I h... | service is anxious to get me away from Chandrapore for a bit. It is obliged to value me highly, but does not care for me. The situation is somewhat humorous." "What is the nature of the business? Will it leave you much spare time?" "Enough to see my friends." "I expected you to make such a reply. You are a faithful fri... | re-election, sir. Do you regard it as necessary I should come? I should be glad to be excused; indeed, I have a dinner engagement this evening." "It is not a question of your feelings, but of the wish of the Lieutenant-Governor. Perhaps you will ask me whether I speak officially. I do. I shall expect you this evening a... | of Fielding's mind. He could never develop it. It belonged to the universe that he had missed or rejected. And the mosque missed it too. Like himself, those shallow arcades provided but a limited asylum. "There is no God but God" doesn't carry us far through the complexities of matter and spirit; it is only a game with... | A Passage To India |
"If I have time. It will be strange seeing her in Hampstead." | Cyril Fielding | you will visit Miss Quested."<|quote|>"If I have time. It will be strange seeing her in Hampstead."</|quote|>"What is Hampstead?" "An artistic | foreigners. He said: "I suppose you will visit Miss Quested."<|quote|>"If I have time. It will be strange seeing her in Hampstead."</|quote|>"What is Hampstead?" "An artistic and thoughtful little suburb of | it epitomized his problem. For an instant he recalled his wife, and, as happens when a memory is intense, the past became the future, and he saw her with him in a quiet Hindu jungle native state, far away from foreigners. He said: "I suppose you will visit Miss Quested."<|quote|>"If I have time. It will be strange seei... | "Cyril, you sometimes make a sensible remark. That will do for poetry for the present. Let us now return to your English visit." "We haven't discussed poetry for two seconds," said the other, smiling. But Aziz was addicted to cameos. He held the tiny conversation in his hand, and felt it epitomized his problem. For an ... | are quite right in thinking that poetry must touch life. When I knew you first, you used it as an incantation." "I was a child when you knew me first. Everyone was my friend then. The Friend: a Persian expression for God. But I do not want to be a religious poet either." "I hoped you would be." "Why, when you yourself ... | from Chandrapore for a bit. It is obliged to value me highly, but does not care for me. The situation is somewhat humorous." "What is the nature of the business? Will it leave you much spare time?" "Enough to see my friends." "I expected you to make such a reply. You are a faithful friend. Shall we now talk about somet... | necessary I should come? I should be glad to be excused; indeed, I have a dinner engagement this evening." "It is not a question of your feelings, but of the wish of the Lieutenant-Governor. Perhaps you will ask me whether I speak officially. I do. I shall expect you this evening at six. We shall not interfere with you... | like this conversation. It may lead to something interesting." "You are quite right in thinking that poetry must touch life. When I knew you first, you used it as an incantation." "I was a child when you knew me first. Everyone was my friend then. The Friend: a Persian expression for God. But I do not want to be a reli... | A Passage To India |
"What is Hampstead?" | Dr. Aziz | strange seeing her in Hampstead."<|quote|>"What is Hampstead?"</|quote|>"An artistic and thoughtful little | have time. It will be strange seeing her in Hampstead."<|quote|>"What is Hampstead?"</|quote|>"An artistic and thoughtful little suburb of London" "And there | as happens when a memory is intense, the past became the future, and he saw her with him in a quiet Hindu jungle native state, far away from foreigners. He said: "I suppose you will visit Miss Quested." "If I have time. It will be strange seeing her in Hampstead."<|quote|>"What is Hampstead?"</|quote|>"An artistic and ... | for the present. Let us now return to your English visit." "We haven't discussed poetry for two seconds," said the other, smiling. But Aziz was addicted to cameos. He held the tiny conversation in his hand, and felt it epitomized his problem. For an instant he recalled his wife, and, as happens when a memory is intense... | knew you first, you used it as an incantation." "I was a child when you knew me first. Everyone was my friend then. The Friend: a Persian expression for God. But I do not want to be a religious poet either." "I hoped you would be." "Why, when you yourself are an atheist?" "There is something in religion that may not be... | but does not care for me. The situation is somewhat humorous." "What is the nature of the business? Will it leave you much spare time?" "Enough to see my friends." "I expected you to make such a reply. You are a faithful friend. Shall we now talk about something else?" "Willingly. What subject?" "Poetry," he said, with... | I have a dinner engagement this evening." "It is not a question of your feelings, but of the wish of the Lieutenant-Governor. Perhaps you will ask me whether I speak officially. I do. I shall expect you this evening at six. We shall not interfere with your subsequent plans." He attended the grim little function in due ... | at the verge of Fielding's mind. He could never develop it. It belonged to the universe that he had missed or rejected. And the mosque missed it too. Like himself, those shallow arcades provided but a limited asylum. "There is no God but God" doesn't carry us far through the complexities of matter and spirit; it is onl... | A Passage To India |
"An artistic and thoughtful little suburb of London" | Cyril Fielding | in Hampstead." "What is Hampstead?"<|quote|>"An artistic and thoughtful little suburb of London"</|quote|>"And there she lives in | will be strange seeing her in Hampstead." "What is Hampstead?"<|quote|>"An artistic and thoughtful little suburb of London"</|quote|>"And there she lives in comfort: you will enjoy seeing | a memory is intense, the past became the future, and he saw her with him in a quiet Hindu jungle native state, far away from foreigners. He said: "I suppose you will visit Miss Quested." "If I have time. It will be strange seeing her in Hampstead." "What is Hampstead?"<|quote|>"An artistic and thoughtful little suburb ... | Let us now return to your English visit." "We haven't discussed poetry for two seconds," said the other, smiling. But Aziz was addicted to cameos. He held the tiny conversation in his hand, and felt it epitomized his problem. For an instant he recalled his wife, and, as happens when a memory is intense, the past became... | you used it as an incantation." "I was a child when you knew me first. Everyone was my friend then. The Friend: a Persian expression for God. But I do not want to be a religious poet either." "I hoped you would be." "Why, when you yourself are an atheist?" "There is something in religion that may not be true, but has n... | care for me. The situation is somewhat humorous." "What is the nature of the business? Will it leave you much spare time?" "Enough to see my friends." "I expected you to make such a reply. You are a faithful friend. Shall we now talk about something else?" "Willingly. What subject?" "Poetry," he said, with tears in his... | dinner engagement this evening." "It is not a question of your feelings, but of the wish of the Lieutenant-Governor. Perhaps you will ask me whether I speak officially. I do. I shall expect you this evening at six. We shall not interfere with your subsequent plans." He attended the grim little function in due course. T... | is only a game with words, really, a religious pun, not a religious truth. He found Aziz overtired and dispirited, and he determined not to allude to their misunderstanding until the end of the evening; it would be more acceptable then. He made a clean breast about the club said he had only gone under compulsion, and s... | A Passage To India |
"And there she lives in comfort: you will enjoy seeing her. . . . Dear me, I've got a headache this evening. Perhaps I am going to have cholera. With your permission, I'll leave early." | Dr. Aziz | thoughtful little suburb of London"<|quote|>"And there she lives in comfort: you will enjoy seeing her. . . . Dear me, I've got a headache this evening. Perhaps I am going to have cholera. With your permission, I'll leave early."</|quote|>"When would you like the | is Hampstead?" "An artistic and thoughtful little suburb of London"<|quote|>"And there she lives in comfort: you will enjoy seeing her. . . . Dear me, I've got a headache this evening. Perhaps I am going to have cholera. With your permission, I'll leave early."</|quote|>"When would you like the carriage?" "Don't troubl... | future, and he saw her with him in a quiet Hindu jungle native state, far away from foreigners. He said: "I suppose you will visit Miss Quested." "If I have time. It will be strange seeing her in Hampstead." "What is Hampstead?" "An artistic and thoughtful little suburb of London"<|quote|>"And there she lives in comfor... | "We haven't discussed poetry for two seconds," said the other, smiling. But Aziz was addicted to cameos. He held the tiny conversation in his hand, and felt it epitomized his problem. For an instant he recalled his wife, and, as happens when a memory is intense, the past became the future, and he saw her with him in a ... | a child when you knew me first. Everyone was my friend then. The Friend: a Persian expression for God. But I do not want to be a religious poet either." "I hoped you would be." "Why, when you yourself are an atheist?" "There is something in religion that may not be true, but has not yet been sung." "Explain in detail."... | "What is the nature of the business? Will it leave you much spare time?" "Enough to see my friends." "I expected you to make such a reply. You are a faithful friend. Shall we now talk about something else?" "Willingly. What subject?" "Poetry," he said, with tears in his eyes. "Let us discuss why poetry has lost the pow... | question of your feelings, but of the wish of the Lieutenant-Governor. Perhaps you will ask me whether I speak officially. I do. I shall expect you this evening at six. We shall not interfere with your subsequent plans." He attended the grim little function in due course. The skeletons of hospitality rattled "Have a pe... | no God but God" doesn't carry us far through the complexities of matter and spirit; it is only a game with words, really, a religious pun, not a religious truth. He found Aziz overtired and dispirited, and he determined not to allude to their misunderstanding until the end of the evening; it would be more acceptable th... | A Passage To India |
"When would you like the carriage?" | Cyril Fielding | your permission, I'll leave early."<|quote|>"When would you like the carriage?"</|quote|>"Don't trouble I'll bike." "But | going to have cholera. With your permission, I'll leave early."<|quote|>"When would you like the carriage?"</|quote|>"Don't trouble I'll bike." "But you haven't got your bicycle. | seeing her in Hampstead." "What is Hampstead?" "An artistic and thoughtful little suburb of London" "And there she lives in comfort: you will enjoy seeing her. . . . Dear me, I've got a headache this evening. Perhaps I am going to have cholera. With your permission, I'll leave early."<|quote|>"When would you like the c... | recalled his wife, and, as happens when a memory is intense, the past became the future, and he saw her with him in a quiet Hindu jungle native state, far away from foreigners. He said: "I suppose you will visit Miss Quested." "If I have time. It will be strange seeing her in Hampstead." "What is Hampstead?" "An artist... | "Why, when you yourself are an atheist?" "There is something in religion that may not be true, but has not yet been sung." "Explain in detail." "Something that the Hindus have perhaps found." "Let them sing it." "Hindus are unable to sing." "Cyril, you sometimes make a sensible remark. That will do for poetry for the p... | talk about something else?" "Willingly. What subject?" "Poetry," he said, with tears in his eyes. "Let us discuss why poetry has lost the power of making men brave. My mother's father was also a poet, and fought against you in the Mutiny. I might equal him if there was another mutiny. As it is, I am a doctor, who has w... | your subsequent plans." He attended the grim little function in due course. The skeletons of hospitality rattled "Have a peg, have a drink." He talked for five minutes to Mrs. Blakiston, who was the only surviving female. He talked to McBryde, who was defiant about his divorce, conscious that he had sinned as a sahib. ... | it would be more acceptable then. He made a clean breast about the club said he had only gone under compulsion, and should never attend again unless the order was renewed. "In other words, probably never; for I am going quite soon to England." "I thought you might end in England," he said very quietly, then changed the... | A Passage To India |
"Don't trouble I'll bike." | Dr. Aziz | would you like the carriage?"<|quote|>"Don't trouble I'll bike."</|quote|>"But you haven't got your | permission, I'll leave early." "When would you like the carriage?"<|quote|>"Don't trouble I'll bike."</|quote|>"But you haven't got your bicycle. My carriage fetched you | Hampstead?" "An artistic and thoughtful little suburb of London" "And there she lives in comfort: you will enjoy seeing her. . . . Dear me, I've got a headache this evening. Perhaps I am going to have cholera. With your permission, I'll leave early." "When would you like the carriage?"<|quote|>"Don't trouble I'll bike.... | when a memory is intense, the past became the future, and he saw her with him in a quiet Hindu jungle native state, far away from foreigners. He said: "I suppose you will visit Miss Quested." "If I have time. It will be strange seeing her in Hampstead." "What is Hampstead?" "An artistic and thoughtful little suburb of ... | atheist?" "There is something in religion that may not be true, but has not yet been sung." "Explain in detail." "Something that the Hindus have perhaps found." "Let them sing it." "Hindus are unable to sing." "Cyril, you sometimes make a sensible remark. That will do for poetry for the present. Let us now return to yo... | subject?" "Poetry," he said, with tears in his eyes. "Let us discuss why poetry has lost the power of making men brave. My mother's father was also a poet, and fought against you in the Mutiny. I might equal him if there was another mutiny. As it is, I am a doctor, who has won a case and has three children to support, ... | grim little function in due course. The skeletons of hospitality rattled "Have a peg, have a drink." He talked for five minutes to Mrs. Blakiston, who was the only surviving female. He talked to McBryde, who was defiant about his divorce, conscious that he had sinned as a sahib. He talked to Major Roberts, the new Civi... | other words, probably never; for I am going quite soon to England." "I thought you might end in England," he said very quietly, then changed the conversation. Rather awkwardly they ate their dinner, then went out to sit in the Mogul garden-house. "I am only going for a little time. On official business. My service is a... | A Passage To India |
"But you haven't got your bicycle. My carriage fetched you let it take you away." | Cyril Fielding | carriage?" "Don't trouble I'll bike."<|quote|>"But you haven't got your bicycle. My carriage fetched you let it take you away."</|quote|>"Sound reasoning," he said, trying | "When would you like the carriage?" "Don't trouble I'll bike."<|quote|>"But you haven't got your bicycle. My carriage fetched you let it take you away."</|quote|>"Sound reasoning," he said, trying to be gay. "I have | thoughtful little suburb of London" "And there she lives in comfort: you will enjoy seeing her. . . . Dear me, I've got a headache this evening. Perhaps I am going to have cholera. With your permission, I'll leave early." "When would you like the carriage?" "Don't trouble I'll bike."<|quote|>"But you haven't got your b... | intense, the past became the future, and he saw her with him in a quiet Hindu jungle native state, far away from foreigners. He said: "I suppose you will visit Miss Quested." "If I have time. It will be strange seeing her in Hampstead." "What is Hampstead?" "An artistic and thoughtful little suburb of London" "And ther... | in religion that may not be true, but has not yet been sung." "Explain in detail." "Something that the Hindus have perhaps found." "Let them sing it." "Hindus are unable to sing." "Cyril, you sometimes make a sensible remark. That will do for poetry for the present. Let us now return to your English visit." "We haven't... | with tears in his eyes. "Let us discuss why poetry has lost the power of making men brave. My mother's father was also a poet, and fought against you in the Mutiny. I might equal him if there was another mutiny. As it is, I am a doctor, who has won a case and has three children to support, and whose chief subject of co... | due course. The skeletons of hospitality rattled "Have a peg, have a drink." He talked for five minutes to Mrs. Blakiston, who was the only surviving female. He talked to McBryde, who was defiant about his divorce, conscious that he had sinned as a sahib. He talked to Major Roberts, the new Civil Surgeon; and to young ... | my friends." "I expected you to make such a reply. You are a faithful friend. Shall we now talk about something else?" "Willingly. What subject?" "Poetry," he said, with tears in his eyes. "Let us discuss why poetry has lost the power of making men brave. My mother's father was also a poet, and fought against you in th... | A Passage To India |
"Sound reasoning," | Dr. Aziz | let it take you away."<|quote|>"Sound reasoning,"</|quote|>he said, trying to be | bicycle. My carriage fetched you let it take you away."<|quote|>"Sound reasoning,"</|quote|>he said, trying to be gay. "I have not got | her. . . . Dear me, I've got a headache this evening. Perhaps I am going to have cholera. With your permission, I'll leave early." "When would you like the carriage?" "Don't trouble I'll bike." "But you haven't got your bicycle. My carriage fetched you let it take you away."<|quote|>"Sound reasoning,"</|quote|>he said,... | Hindu jungle native state, far away from foreigners. He said: "I suppose you will visit Miss Quested." "If I have time. It will be strange seeing her in Hampstead." "What is Hampstead?" "An artistic and thoughtful little suburb of London" "And there she lives in comfort: you will enjoy seeing her. . . . Dear me, I've g... | detail." "Something that the Hindus have perhaps found." "Let them sing it." "Hindus are unable to sing." "Cyril, you sometimes make a sensible remark. That will do for poetry for the present. Let us now return to your English visit." "We haven't discussed poetry for two seconds," said the other, smiling. But Aziz was ... | making men brave. My mother's father was also a poet, and fought against you in the Mutiny. I might equal him if there was another mutiny. As it is, I am a doctor, who has won a case and has three children to support, and whose chief subject of conversation is official plans." "Let us talk about poetry." He turned his ... | for five minutes to Mrs. Blakiston, who was the only surviving female. He talked to McBryde, who was defiant about his divorce, conscious that he had sinned as a sahib. He talked to Major Roberts, the new Civil Surgeon; and to young Milner, the new City Magistrate; but the more the club changed, the more it promised to... | compulsion, and should never attend again unless the order was renewed. "In other words, probably never; for I am going quite soon to England." "I thought you might end in England," he said very quietly, then changed the conversation. Rather awkwardly they ate their dinner, then went out to sit in the Mogul garden-hous... | A Passage To India |
he said, trying to be gay. | No speaker | take you away." "Sound reasoning,"<|quote|>he said, trying to be gay.</|quote|>"I have not got my | carriage fetched you let it take you away." "Sound reasoning,"<|quote|>he said, trying to be gay.</|quote|>"I have not got my bicycle. But I am seen | . . Dear me, I've got a headache this evening. Perhaps I am going to have cholera. With your permission, I'll leave early." "When would you like the carriage?" "Don't trouble I'll bike." "But you haven't got your bicycle. My carriage fetched you let it take you away." "Sound reasoning,"<|quote|>he said, trying to be ga... | native state, far away from foreigners. He said: "I suppose you will visit Miss Quested." "If I have time. It will be strange seeing her in Hampstead." "What is Hampstead?" "An artistic and thoughtful little suburb of London" "And there she lives in comfort: you will enjoy seeing her. . . . Dear me, I've got a headache... | that the Hindus have perhaps found." "Let them sing it." "Hindus are unable to sing." "Cyril, you sometimes make a sensible remark. That will do for poetry for the present. Let us now return to your English visit." "We haven't discussed poetry for two seconds," said the other, smiling. But Aziz was addicted to cameos. ... | brave. My mother's father was also a poet, and fought against you in the Mutiny. I might equal him if there was another mutiny. As it is, I am a doctor, who has won a case and has three children to support, and whose chief subject of conversation is official plans." "Let us talk about poetry." He turned his mind to the... | minutes to Mrs. Blakiston, who was the only surviving female. He talked to McBryde, who was defiant about his divorce, conscious that he had sinned as a sahib. He talked to Major Roberts, the new Civil Surgeon; and to young Milner, the new City Magistrate; but the more the club changed, the more it promised to be the s... | who has won a case and has three children to support, and whose chief subject of conversation is official plans." "Let us talk about poetry." He turned his mind to the innocuous subject. "You people are sadly circumstanced. Whatever are you to write about? You cannot say," The rose is faded,' "for evermore. We know it'... | A Passage To India |
"I have not got my bicycle. But I am seen too often in your carriage. I am thought to take advantage of your generosity by Mr. Ram Chand." | Dr. Aziz | said, trying to be gay.<|quote|>"I have not got my bicycle. But I am seen too often in your carriage. I am thought to take advantage of your generosity by Mr. Ram Chand."</|quote|>He was out of sorts | you away." "Sound reasoning," he said, trying to be gay.<|quote|>"I have not got my bicycle. But I am seen too often in your carriage. I am thought to take advantage of your generosity by Mr. Ram Chand."</|quote|>He was out of sorts and uneasy. The conversation jumped | a headache this evening. Perhaps I am going to have cholera. With your permission, I'll leave early." "When would you like the carriage?" "Don't trouble I'll bike." "But you haven't got your bicycle. My carriage fetched you let it take you away." "Sound reasoning," he said, trying to be gay.<|quote|>"I have not got my ... | He said: "I suppose you will visit Miss Quested." "If I have time. It will be strange seeing her in Hampstead." "What is Hampstead?" "An artistic and thoughtful little suburb of London" "And there she lives in comfort: you will enjoy seeing her. . . . Dear me, I've got a headache this evening. Perhaps I am going to hav... | "Let them sing it." "Hindus are unable to sing." "Cyril, you sometimes make a sensible remark. That will do for poetry for the present. Let us now return to your English visit." "We haven't discussed poetry for two seconds," said the other, smiling. But Aziz was addicted to cameos. He held the tiny conversation in his ... | a poet, and fought against you in the Mutiny. I might equal him if there was another mutiny. As it is, I am a doctor, who has won a case and has three children to support, and whose chief subject of conversation is official plans." "Let us talk about poetry." He turned his mind to the innocuous subject. "You people are... | the only surviving female. He talked to McBryde, who was defiant about his divorce, conscious that he had sinned as a sahib. He talked to Major Roberts, the new Civil Surgeon; and to young Milner, the new City Magistrate; but the more the club changed, the more it promised to be the same thing. "It is no good," he thou... | father was also a poet, and fought against you in the Mutiny. I might equal him if there was another mutiny. As it is, I am a doctor, who has won a case and has three children to support, and whose chief subject of conversation is official plans." "Let us talk about poetry." He turned his mind to the innocuous subject.... | A Passage To India |
He was out of sorts and uneasy. The conversation jumped from topic to topic in a broken-backed fashion. They were affectionate and intimate, but nothing clicked tight. | No speaker | generosity by Mr. Ram Chand."<|quote|>He was out of sorts and uneasy. The conversation jumped from topic to topic in a broken-backed fashion. They were affectionate and intimate, but nothing clicked tight.</|quote|>"Aziz, you have forgiven me | to take advantage of your generosity by Mr. Ram Chand."<|quote|>He was out of sorts and uneasy. The conversation jumped from topic to topic in a broken-backed fashion. They were affectionate and intimate, but nothing clicked tight.</|quote|>"Aziz, you have forgiven me the stupid remark I made | you haven't got your bicycle. My carriage fetched you let it take you away." "Sound reasoning," he said, trying to be gay. "I have not got my bicycle. But I am seen too often in your carriage. I am thought to take advantage of your generosity by Mr. Ram Chand."<|quote|>He was out of sorts and uneasy. The conversation j... | little suburb of London" "And there she lives in comfort: you will enjoy seeing her. . . . Dear me, I've got a headache this evening. Perhaps I am going to have cholera. With your permission, I'll leave early." "When would you like the carriage?" "Don't trouble I'll bike." "But you haven't got your bicycle. My carriage... | to your English visit." "We haven't discussed poetry for two seconds," said the other, smiling. But Aziz was addicted to cameos. He held the tiny conversation in his hand, and felt it epitomized his problem. For an instant he recalled his wife, and, as happens when a memory is intense, the past became the future, and h... | a case and has three children to support, and whose chief subject of conversation is official plans." "Let us talk about poetry." He turned his mind to the innocuous subject. "You people are sadly circumstanced. Whatever are you to write about? You cannot say," The rose is faded,' "for evermore. We know it's faded. Yet... | new Civil Surgeon; and to young Milner, the new City Magistrate; but the more the club changed, the more it promised to be the same thing. "It is no good," he thought, as he returned past the mosque, "we all build upon sand; and the more modern the country gets, the worse'll be the crash. In the old eighteenth century,... | you to write about? You cannot say," The rose is faded,' "for evermore. We know it's faded. Yet you can't have patriotic poetry of the India, my India' type, when it's nobody's India." "I like this conversation. It may lead to something interesting." "You are quite right in thinking that poetry must touch life. When I ... | A Passage To India |
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