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"The harmonium the harmonium's my little mistake, I own. They rather had me over the harmonium. I meant it to stop on the train. Oh lor'!" | Miss Derek | perhaps." She shrieked with laughter.<|quote|>"The harmonium the harmonium's my little mistake, I own. They rather had me over the harmonium. I meant it to stop on the train. Oh lor'!"</|quote|>Ronny laughed with restraint. He | As sensible as taking Chiefs, perhaps." She shrieked with laughter.<|quote|>"The harmonium the harmonium's my little mistake, I own. They rather had me over the harmonium. I meant it to stop on the train. Oh lor'!"</|quote|>Ronny laughed with restraint. He did not approve of English | that way. Anyhow he's got to look at it that way. My Maharani's different my Maharani's a dear. That's her fox terrier, poor little devil. I fished them out both with the driver. Imagine taking dogs to a Chiefs' Conference! As sensible as taking Chiefs, perhaps." She shrieked with laughter.<|quote|>"The harmonium the h... | people letting you down," she said. "If I didn't snatch like the devil, I should be nowhere. He doesn't want the car, silly fool! Surely it's to the credit of his State I should be seen about in it at Chandrapore during my leave. He ought to look at it that way. Anyhow he's got to look at it that way. My Maharani's dif... | possible speed. Meanwhile, repair my car." They sped off, and Mr. Harris, after a reproachful glance, squatted down upon his hams. When English and Indians were both present, he grew self-conscious, because he did not know to whom he belonged. For a little he was vexed by opposite currents in his blood, then they blend... | absolutely rotten!" "Can you give us a lift?" "Yes, indeed." "Take me too," said the Nawab Bahadur. "Heh, what about me?" cried Mr. Harris. "Now what's all this? I'm not an omnibus," said Miss Derek with decision. "I've a harmonium and two dogs in here with me as it is. I'll take three of you if one'll sit in front and... | the accident. They traced back the writhing of the tyres to the source of their disturbance. It was just after the exit from a bridge; the animal had probably come up out of the nullah. Steady and smooth ran the marks of the car, ribbons neatly nicked with lozenges, then all went mad. Certainly some external force had ... | large car approached from the opposite direction. Ronny advanced a few steps down the road, and with authority in his voice and gesture stopped it. It bore the inscription "Mudkul State" across its bonnet. All friskiness and friendliness, Miss Derek sat inside. "Mr. Heaslop, Miss Quested, what are you holding up an inn... | A Passage To India |
Ronny laughed with restraint. He did not approve of English people taking service under the Native States, where they obtain a certain amount of influence, but at the expense of the general prestige. The humorous triumphs of a free lance are of no assistance to an administrator, and he told the young lady that she woul... | No speaker | on the train. Oh lor'!"<|quote|>Ronny laughed with restraint. He did not approve of English people taking service under the Native States, where they obtain a certain amount of influence, but at the expense of the general prestige. The humorous triumphs of a free lance are of no assistance to an administrator, and he t... | I meant it to stop on the train. Oh lor'!"<|quote|>Ronny laughed with restraint. He did not approve of English people taking service under the Native States, where they obtain a certain amount of influence, but at the expense of the general prestige. The humorous triumphs of a free lance are of no assistance to an admi... | fished them out both with the driver. Imagine taking dogs to a Chiefs' Conference! As sensible as taking Chiefs, perhaps." She shrieked with laughter. "The harmonium the harmonium's my little mistake, I own. They rather had me over the harmonium. I meant it to stop on the train. Oh lor'!"<|quote|>Ronny laughed with res... | to the credit of his State I should be seen about in it at Chandrapore during my leave. He ought to look at it that way. Anyhow he's got to look at it that way. My Maharani's different my Maharani's a dear. That's her fox terrier, poor little devil. I fished them out both with the driver. Imagine taking dogs to a Chief... | both present, he grew self-conscious, because he did not know to whom he belonged. For a little he was vexed by opposite currents in his blood, then they blended, and he belonged to no one but himself. But Miss Derek was in tearing spirits. She had succeeded in stealing the Mudkul car. Her Maharajah would be awfully si... | all this? I'm not an omnibus," said Miss Derek with decision. "I've a harmonium and two dogs in here with me as it is. I'll take three of you if one'll sit in front and nurse a pug. No more." "I will sit in front," said the Nawab Bahadur. "Then hop in: I've no notion who you are." "Heh no, what about my dinner? I can't... | animal had probably come up out of the nullah. Steady and smooth ran the marks of the car, ribbons neatly nicked with lozenges, then all went mad. Certainly some external force had impinged, but the road had been used by too many objects for any one track to be legible, and the torch created such high lights and black ... | inside. "Mr. Heaslop, Miss Quested, what are you holding up an innocent female for?" "We've had a breakdown." "But how putrid!" "We ran into a hyena!" "How absolutely rotten!" "Can you give us a lift?" "Yes, indeed." "Take me too," said the Nawab Bahadur. "Heh, what about me?" cried Mr. Harris. "Now what's all this? I'... | A Passage To India |
"They always sack me before that happens, and then I get another job. The whole of India seethes with Maharanis and Ranis and Begums who clamour for such as me." | Miss Derek | she went on much longer.<|quote|>"They always sack me before that happens, and then I get another job. The whole of India seethes with Maharanis and Ranis and Begums who clamour for such as me."</|quote|>"Really. I had no idea." | at their own game if she went on much longer.<|quote|>"They always sack me before that happens, and then I get another job. The whole of India seethes with Maharanis and Ranis and Begums who clamour for such as me."</|quote|>"Really. I had no idea." "How could you have any | they obtain a certain amount of influence, but at the expense of the general prestige. The humorous triumphs of a free lance are of no assistance to an administrator, and he told the young lady that she would outdo Indians at their own game if she went on much longer.<|quote|>"They always sack me before that happens, a... | Chiefs, perhaps." She shrieked with laughter. "The harmonium the harmonium's my little mistake, I own. They rather had me over the harmonium. I meant it to stop on the train. Oh lor'!" Ronny laughed with restraint. He did not approve of English people taking service under the Native States, where they obtain a certain ... | liked. "I don't believe in these people letting you down," she said. "If I didn't snatch like the devil, I should be nowhere. He doesn't want the car, silly fool! Surely it's to the credit of his State I should be seen about in it at Chandrapore during my leave. He ought to look at it that way. Anyhow he's got to look ... | alone all the night." Trying to look and feel like a European, the chauffeur interposed aggressively. He still wore a topi, despite the darkness, and his face, to which the Ruling Race had contributed little beyond bad teeth, peered out of it pathetically, and seemed to say, "What's it all about? Don't worry me so, you... | Moreover, Adela in her excitement knelt and swept her skirts about, until it was she if anyone who appeared to have attacked the car. The incident was a great relief to them both. They forgot their abortive personal relationship, and felt adventurous as they muddled about in the dust. "I believe it was a buffalo," she ... | "Then hop in: I've no notion who you are." "Heh no, what about my dinner? I can't be left alone all the night." Trying to look and feel like a European, the chauffeur interposed aggressively. He still wore a topi, despite the darkness, and his face, to which the Ruling Race had contributed little beyond bad teeth, peer... | A Passage To India |
"Really. I had no idea." | Ronny Heaslop | clamour for such as me."<|quote|>"Really. I had no idea."</|quote|>"How could you have any | and Ranis and Begums who clamour for such as me."<|quote|>"Really. I had no idea."</|quote|>"How could you have any idea, Mr. Heaslop? What should | he told the young lady that she would outdo Indians at their own game if she went on much longer. "They always sack me before that happens, and then I get another job. The whole of India seethes with Maharanis and Ranis and Begums who clamour for such as me."<|quote|>"Really. I had no idea."</|quote|>"How could you hav... | Oh lor'!" Ronny laughed with restraint. He did not approve of English people taking service under the Native States, where they obtain a certain amount of influence, but at the expense of the general prestige. The humorous triumphs of a free lance are of no assistance to an administrator, and he told the young lady tha... | Surely it's to the credit of his State I should be seen about in it at Chandrapore during my leave. He ought to look at it that way. Anyhow he's got to look at it that way. My Maharani's different my Maharani's a dear. That's her fox terrier, poor little devil. I fished them out both with the driver. Imagine taking dog... | Ruling Race had contributed little beyond bad teeth, peered out of it pathetically, and seemed to say, "What's it all about? Don't worry me so, you blacks and whites. Here I am, stuck in dam India same as you, and you got to fit me in better than this." "Nussu will bring you out some suitable dinner upon a bicycle," sa... | to them both. They forgot their abortive personal relationship, and felt adventurous as they muddled about in the dust. "I believe it was a buffalo," she called to their host, who had not accompanied them. "Exactly." "Unless it was a hyena." Ronny approved this last conjecture. Hyenas prowl in nullahs and headlights da... | was vexed by opposite currents in his blood, then they blended, and he belonged to no one but himself. But Miss Derek was in tearing spirits. She had succeeded in stealing the Mudkul car. Her Maharajah would be awfully sick, but she didn't mind, he could sack her if he liked. "I don't believe in these people letting yo... | A Passage To India |
"How could you have any idea, Mr. Heaslop? What should he know about Maharanis, Miss Quested? Nothing. At least I should hope not." | Miss Derek | "Really. I had no idea."<|quote|>"How could you have any idea, Mr. Heaslop? What should he know about Maharanis, Miss Quested? Nothing. At least I should hope not."</|quote|>"I understand those big people | clamour for such as me." "Really. I had no idea."<|quote|>"How could you have any idea, Mr. Heaslop? What should he know about Maharanis, Miss Quested? Nothing. At least I should hope not."</|quote|>"I understand those big people are not particularly interesting," said | that she would outdo Indians at their own game if she went on much longer. "They always sack me before that happens, and then I get another job. The whole of India seethes with Maharanis and Ranis and Begums who clamour for such as me." "Really. I had no idea."<|quote|>"How could you have any idea, Mr. Heaslop? What sh... | restraint. He did not approve of English people taking service under the Native States, where they obtain a certain amount of influence, but at the expense of the general prestige. The humorous triumphs of a free lance are of no assistance to an administrator, and he told the young lady that she would outdo Indians at ... | of his State I should be seen about in it at Chandrapore during my leave. He ought to look at it that way. Anyhow he's got to look at it that way. My Maharani's different my Maharani's a dear. That's her fox terrier, poor little devil. I fished them out both with the driver. Imagine taking dogs to a Chiefs' Conference!... | beyond bad teeth, peered out of it pathetically, and seemed to say, "What's it all about? Don't worry me so, you blacks and whites. Here I am, stuck in dam India same as you, and you got to fit me in better than this." "Nussu will bring you out some suitable dinner upon a bicycle," said the Nawab Bahadur, who had regai... | their abortive personal relationship, and felt adventurous as they muddled about in the dust. "I believe it was a buffalo," she called to their host, who had not accompanied them. "Exactly." "Unless it was a hyena." Ronny approved this last conjecture. Hyenas prowl in nullahs and headlights dazzle them. "Excellent, a h... | to the credit of his State I should be seen about in it at Chandrapore during my leave. He ought to look at it that way. Anyhow he's got to look at it that way. My Maharani's different my Maharani's a dear. That's her fox terrier, poor little devil. I fished them out both with the driver. Imagine taking dogs to a Chief... | A Passage To India |
"I understand those big people are not particularly interesting," | Adela Quested | least I should hope not."<|quote|>"I understand those big people are not particularly interesting,"</|quote|>said Adela, quietly, disliking the | Maharanis, Miss Quested? Nothing. At least I should hope not."<|quote|>"I understand those big people are not particularly interesting,"</|quote|>said Adela, quietly, disliking the young woman's tone. Her hand | then I get another job. The whole of India seethes with Maharanis and Ranis and Begums who clamour for such as me." "Really. I had no idea." "How could you have any idea, Mr. Heaslop? What should he know about Maharanis, Miss Quested? Nothing. At least I should hope not."<|quote|>"I understand those big people are not ... | at the expense of the general prestige. The humorous triumphs of a free lance are of no assistance to an administrator, and he told the young lady that she would outdo Indians at their own game if she went on much longer. "They always sack me before that happens, and then I get another job. The whole of India seethes w... | Anyhow he's got to look at it that way. My Maharani's different my Maharani's a dear. That's her fox terrier, poor little devil. I fished them out both with the driver. Imagine taking dogs to a Chiefs' Conference! As sensible as taking Chiefs, perhaps." She shrieked with laughter. "The harmonium the harmonium's my litt... | whites. Here I am, stuck in dam India same as you, and you got to fit me in better than this." "Nussu will bring you out some suitable dinner upon a bicycle," said the Nawab Bahadur, who had regained his usual dignity. "I shall despatch him with all possible speed. Meanwhile, repair my car." They sped off, and Mr. Harr... | their host, who had not accompanied them. "Exactly." "Unless it was a hyena." Ronny approved this last conjecture. Hyenas prowl in nullahs and headlights dazzle them. "Excellent, a hyena," said the Indian with an angry irony and a gesture at the night. "Mr. Harris!" "Half a mo-ment. Give me ten minutes' time." "Sahib s... | aggressively. He still wore a topi, despite the darkness, and his face, to which the Ruling Race had contributed little beyond bad teeth, peered out of it pathetically, and seemed to say, "What's it all about? Don't worry me so, you blacks and whites. Here I am, stuck in dam India same as you, and you got to fit me in ... | A Passage To India |
said Adela, quietly, disliking the young woman's tone. Her hand touched Ronny's again in the darkness, and to the animal thrill there was now added a coincidence of opinion. | No speaker | people are not particularly interesting,"<|quote|>said Adela, quietly, disliking the young woman's tone. Her hand touched Ronny's again in the darkness, and to the animal thrill there was now added a coincidence of opinion.</|quote|>"Ah, there you're wrong. They're | not." "I understand those big people are not particularly interesting,"<|quote|>said Adela, quietly, disliking the young woman's tone. Her hand touched Ronny's again in the darkness, and to the animal thrill there was now added a coincidence of opinion.</|quote|>"Ah, there you're wrong. They're priceless." "I would sca... | seethes with Maharanis and Ranis and Begums who clamour for such as me." "Really. I had no idea." "How could you have any idea, Mr. Heaslop? What should he know about Maharanis, Miss Quested? Nothing. At least I should hope not." "I understand those big people are not particularly interesting,"<|quote|>said Adela, quie... | triumphs of a free lance are of no assistance to an administrator, and he told the young lady that she would outdo Indians at their own game if she went on much longer. "They always sack me before that happens, and then I get another job. The whole of India seethes with Maharanis and Ranis and Begums who clamour for su... | My Maharani's different my Maharani's a dear. That's her fox terrier, poor little devil. I fished them out both with the driver. Imagine taking dogs to a Chiefs' Conference! As sensible as taking Chiefs, perhaps." She shrieked with laughter. "The harmonium the harmonium's my little mistake, I own. They rather had me ov... | as you, and you got to fit me in better than this." "Nussu will bring you out some suitable dinner upon a bicycle," said the Nawab Bahadur, who had regained his usual dignity. "I shall despatch him with all possible speed. Meanwhile, repair my car." They sped off, and Mr. Harris, after a reproachful glance, squatted do... | it was a hyena." Ronny approved this last conjecture. Hyenas prowl in nullahs and headlights dazzle them. "Excellent, a hyena," said the Indian with an angry irony and a gesture at the night. "Mr. Harris!" "Half a mo-ment. Give me ten minutes' time." "Sahib says hyena." "Don't worry Mr. Harris. He saved us from a nasty... | Mr. Harris. "Now what's all this? I'm not an omnibus," said Miss Derek with decision. "I've a harmonium and two dogs in here with me as it is. I'll take three of you if one'll sit in front and nurse a pug. No more." "I will sit in front," said the Nawab Bahadur. "Then hop in: I've no notion who you are." "Heh no, what ... | A Passage To India |
"Ah, there you're wrong. They're priceless." | Miss Derek | added a coincidence of opinion.<|quote|>"Ah, there you're wrong. They're priceless."</|quote|>"I would scarcely call her | animal thrill there was now added a coincidence of opinion.<|quote|>"Ah, there you're wrong. They're priceless."</|quote|>"I would scarcely call her wrong," broke out the Nawab | know about Maharanis, Miss Quested? Nothing. At least I should hope not." "I understand those big people are not particularly interesting," said Adela, quietly, disliking the young woman's tone. Her hand touched Ronny's again in the darkness, and to the animal thrill there was now added a coincidence of opinion.<|quote... | went on much longer. "They always sack me before that happens, and then I get another job. The whole of India seethes with Maharanis and Ranis and Begums who clamour for such as me." "Really. I had no idea." "How could you have any idea, Mr. Heaslop? What should he know about Maharanis, Miss Quested? Nothing. At least ... | As sensible as taking Chiefs, perhaps." She shrieked with laughter. "The harmonium the harmonium's my little mistake, I own. They rather had me over the harmonium. I meant it to stop on the train. Oh lor'!" Ronny laughed with restraint. He did not approve of English people taking service under the Native States, where ... | regained his usual dignity. "I shall despatch him with all possible speed. Meanwhile, repair my car." They sped off, and Mr. Harris, after a reproachful glance, squatted down upon his hams. When English and Indians were both present, he grew self-conscious, because he did not know to whom he belonged. For a little he w... | gesture at the night. "Mr. Harris!" "Half a mo-ment. Give me ten minutes' time." "Sahib says hyena." "Don't worry Mr. Harris. He saved us from a nasty smash. Harris, well done!" "A smash, sahib, that would not have taken place had he obeyed and taken us Gangavati side, instead of Marabar." "My fault that. I told him to... | front," said the Nawab Bahadur. "Then hop in: I've no notion who you are." "Heh no, what about my dinner? I can't be left alone all the night." Trying to look and feel like a European, the chauffeur interposed aggressively. He still wore a topi, despite the darkness, and his face, to which the Ruling Race had contribut... | A Passage To India |
"I would scarcely call her wrong," | The Nawab Badahur | there you're wrong. They're priceless."<|quote|>"I would scarcely call her wrong,"</|quote|>broke out the Nawab Bahadur, | a coincidence of opinion. "Ah, there you're wrong. They're priceless."<|quote|>"I would scarcely call her wrong,"</|quote|>broke out the Nawab Bahadur, from his isolation on the | At least I should hope not." "I understand those big people are not particularly interesting," said Adela, quietly, disliking the young woman's tone. Her hand touched Ronny's again in the darkness, and to the animal thrill there was now added a coincidence of opinion. "Ah, there you're wrong. They're priceless."<|quote... | sack me before that happens, and then I get another job. The whole of India seethes with Maharanis and Ranis and Begums who clamour for such as me." "Really. I had no idea." "How could you have any idea, Mr. Heaslop? What should he know about Maharanis, Miss Quested? Nothing. At least I should hope not." "I understand ... | She shrieked with laughter. "The harmonium the harmonium's my little mistake, I own. They rather had me over the harmonium. I meant it to stop on the train. Oh lor'!" Ronny laughed with restraint. He did not approve of English people taking service under the Native States, where they obtain a certain amount of influenc... | despatch him with all possible speed. Meanwhile, repair my car." They sped off, and Mr. Harris, after a reproachful glance, squatted down upon his hams. When English and Indians were both present, he grew self-conscious, because he did not know to whom he belonged. For a little he was vexed by opposite currents in his ... | "Half a mo-ment. Give me ten minutes' time." "Sahib says hyena." "Don't worry Mr. Harris. He saved us from a nasty smash. Harris, well done!" "A smash, sahib, that would not have taken place had he obeyed and taken us Gangavati side, instead of Marabar." "My fault that. I told him to come this way because the road's be... | My Maharani's different my Maharani's a dear. That's her fox terrier, poor little devil. I fished them out both with the driver. Imagine taking dogs to a Chiefs' Conference! As sensible as taking Chiefs, perhaps." She shrieked with laughter. "The harmonium the harmonium's my little mistake, I own. They rather had me ov... | A Passage To India |
broke out the Nawab Bahadur, from his isolation on the front seat, whither they had relegated him. | No speaker | would scarcely call her wrong,"<|quote|>broke out the Nawab Bahadur, from his isolation on the front seat, whither they had relegated him.</|quote|>"A Native State, a Hindu | you're wrong. They're priceless." "I would scarcely call her wrong,"<|quote|>broke out the Nawab Bahadur, from his isolation on the front seat, whither they had relegated him.</|quote|>"A Native State, a Hindu State, the wife of a | "I understand those big people are not particularly interesting," said Adela, quietly, disliking the young woman's tone. Her hand touched Ronny's again in the darkness, and to the animal thrill there was now added a coincidence of opinion. "Ah, there you're wrong. They're priceless." "I would scarcely call her wrong,"<... | then I get another job. The whole of India seethes with Maharanis and Ranis and Begums who clamour for such as me." "Really. I had no idea." "How could you have any idea, Mr. Heaslop? What should he know about Maharanis, Miss Quested? Nothing. At least I should hope not." "I understand those big people are not particul... | the harmonium's my little mistake, I own. They rather had me over the harmonium. I meant it to stop on the train. Oh lor'!" Ronny laughed with restraint. He did not approve of English people taking service under the Native States, where they obtain a certain amount of influence, but at the expense of the general presti... | Meanwhile, repair my car." They sped off, and Mr. Harris, after a reproachful glance, squatted down upon his hams. When English and Indians were both present, he grew self-conscious, because he did not know to whom he belonged. For a little he was vexed by opposite currents in his blood, then they blended, and he belon... | minutes' time." "Sahib says hyena." "Don't worry Mr. Harris. He saved us from a nasty smash. Harris, well done!" "A smash, sahib, that would not have taken place had he obeyed and taken us Gangavati side, instead of Marabar." "My fault that. I told him to come this way because the road's better. Mr. Lesley has made it ... | the car, silly fool! Surely it's to the credit of his State I should be seen about in it at Chandrapore during my leave. He ought to look at it that way. Anyhow he's got to look at it that way. My Maharani's different my Maharani's a dear. That's her fox terrier, poor little devil. I fished them out both with the drive... | A Passage To India |
"A Native State, a Hindu State, the wife of a ruler of a Hindu State, may beyond doubt be a most excellent lady, and let it not be for a moment supposed that I suggest anything against the character of Her Highness the Maharani of Mudkul. But I fear she will be uneducated, I fear she will be superstitious. Indeed, how ... | The Nawab Badahur | whither they had relegated him.<|quote|>"A Native State, a Hindu State, the wife of a ruler of a Hindu State, may beyond doubt be a most excellent lady, and let it not be for a moment supposed that I suggest anything against the character of Her Highness the Maharani of Mudkul. But I fear she will be uneducated, I fear... | isolation on the front seat, whither they had relegated him.<|quote|>"A Native State, a Hindu State, the wife of a ruler of a Hindu State, may beyond doubt be a most excellent lady, and let it not be for a moment supposed that I suggest anything against the character of Her Highness the Maharani of Mudkul. But I fear s... | Her hand touched Ronny's again in the darkness, and to the animal thrill there was now added a coincidence of opinion. "Ah, there you're wrong. They're priceless." "I would scarcely call her wrong," broke out the Nawab Bahadur, from his isolation on the front seat, whither they had relegated him.<|quote|>"A Native Stat... | clamour for such as me." "Really. I had no idea." "How could you have any idea, Mr. Heaslop? What should he know about Maharanis, Miss Quested? Nothing. At least I should hope not." "I understand those big people are not particularly interesting," said Adela, quietly, disliking the young woman's tone. Her hand touched ... | to stop on the train. Oh lor'!" Ronny laughed with restraint. He did not approve of English people taking service under the Native States, where they obtain a certain amount of influence, but at the expense of the general prestige. The humorous triumphs of a free lance are of no assistance to an administrator, and he t... | his hams. When English and Indians were both present, he grew self-conscious, because he did not know to whom he belonged. For a little he was vexed by opposite currents in his blood, then they blended, and he belonged to no one but himself. But Miss Derek was in tearing spirits. She had succeeded in stealing the Mudku... | well done!" "A smash, sahib, that would not have taken place had he obeyed and taken us Gangavati side, instead of Marabar." "My fault that. I told him to come this way because the road's better. Mr. Lesley has made it pukka right up to the hills." "Ah, now I begin to understand." Seeming to pull himself together, he a... | was vexed by opposite currents in his blood, then they blended, and he belonged to no one but himself. But Miss Derek was in tearing spirits. She had succeeded in stealing the Mudkul car. Her Maharajah would be awfully sick, but she didn't mind, he could sack her if he liked. "I don't believe in these people letting yo... | A Passage To India |
and as if to point his criticism, the lights of the civil station appeared on a rise to the right. He grew more and more voluble. | No speaker | defect in our Indian character!"<|quote|>and as if to point his criticism, the lights of the civil station appeared on a rise to the right. He grew more and more voluble.</|quote|>"Oh, it is the duty | oh, it is the great defect in our Indian character!"<|quote|>and as if to point his criticism, the lights of the civil station appeared on a rise to the right. He grew more and more voluble.</|quote|>"Oh, it is the duty of each and every citizen | of Her Highness the Maharani of Mudkul. But I fear she will be uneducated, I fear she will be superstitious. Indeed, how could she be otherwise? What opportunity of education has such a lady had? Oh, superstition is terrible, terrible! oh, it is the great defect in our Indian character!"<|quote|>and as if to point his ... | his isolation on the front seat, whither they had relegated him. "A Native State, a Hindu State, the wife of a ruler of a Hindu State, may beyond doubt be a most excellent lady, and let it not be for a moment supposed that I suggest anything against the character of Her Highness the Maharani of Mudkul. But I fear she w... | whole of India seethes with Maharanis and Ranis and Begums who clamour for such as me." "Really. I had no idea." "How could you have any idea, Mr. Heaslop? What should he know about Maharanis, Miss Quested? Nothing. At least I should hope not." "I understand those big people are not particularly interesting," said Adel... | didn't snatch like the devil, I should be nowhere. He doesn't want the car, silly fool! Surely it's to the credit of his State I should be seen about in it at Chandrapore during my leave. He ought to look at it that way. Anyhow he's got to look at it that way. My Maharani's different my Maharani's a dear. That's her fo... | crisis, it is not to be assumed that they are unimportant. The Nawab Bahadur had not come out very well. At that moment a large car approached from the opposite direction. Ronny advanced a few steps down the road, and with authority in his voice and gesture stopped it. It bore the inscription "Mudkul State" across its ... | spirits. She had succeeded in stealing the Mudkul car. Her Maharajah would be awfully sick, but she didn't mind, he could sack her if he liked. "I don't believe in these people letting you down," she said. "If I didn't snatch like the devil, I should be nowhere. He doesn't want the car, silly fool! Surely it's to the c... | A Passage To India |
"Oh, it is the duty of each and every citizen to shake superstition off, and though I have little experience of Hindu States, and none of this particular one, namely Mudkul (the Ruler, I fancy, has a salute of but eleven guns) yet I cannot imagine that they have been as successful as British India, where we see reason ... | The Nawab Badahur | grew more and more voluble.<|quote|>"Oh, it is the duty of each and every citizen to shake superstition off, and though I have little experience of Hindu States, and none of this particular one, namely Mudkul (the Ruler, I fancy, has a salute of but eleven guns) yet I cannot imagine that they have been as successful as... | rise to the right. He grew more and more voluble.<|quote|>"Oh, it is the duty of each and every citizen to shake superstition off, and though I have little experience of Hindu States, and none of this particular one, namely Mudkul (the Ruler, I fancy, has a salute of but eleven guns) yet I cannot imagine that they have... | What opportunity of education has such a lady had? Oh, superstition is terrible, terrible! oh, it is the great defect in our Indian character!" and as if to point his criticism, the lights of the civil station appeared on a rise to the right. He grew more and more voluble.<|quote|>"Oh, it is the duty of each and every ... | may beyond doubt be a most excellent lady, and let it not be for a moment supposed that I suggest anything against the character of Her Highness the Maharani of Mudkul. But I fear she will be uneducated, I fear she will be superstitious. Indeed, how could she be otherwise? What opportunity of education has such a lady ... | idea, Mr. Heaslop? What should he know about Maharanis, Miss Quested? Nothing. At least I should hope not." "I understand those big people are not particularly interesting," said Adela, quietly, disliking the young woman's tone. Her hand touched Ronny's again in the darkness, and to the animal thrill there was now adde... | be seen about in it at Chandrapore during my leave. He ought to look at it that way. Anyhow he's got to look at it that way. My Maharani's different my Maharani's a dear. That's her fox terrier, poor little devil. I fished them out both with the driver. Imagine taking dogs to a Chiefs' Conference! As sensible as taking... | approached from the opposite direction. Ronny advanced a few steps down the road, and with authority in his voice and gesture stopped it. It bore the inscription "Mudkul State" across its bonnet. All friskiness and friendliness, Miss Derek sat inside. "Mr. Heaslop, Miss Quested, what are you holding up an innocent fema... | Begums who clamour for such as me." "Really. I had no idea." "How could you have any idea, Mr. Heaslop? What should he know about Maharanis, Miss Quested? Nothing. At least I should hope not." "I understand those big people are not particularly interesting," said Adela, quietly, disliking the young woman's tone. Her ha... | A Passage To India |
Miss Derek said | No speaker | like a most health-giving flood!"<|quote|>Miss Derek said</|quote|>"Golly!" Undeterred by the expletive, | orderliness spreading in every direction, like a most health-giving flood!"<|quote|>Miss Derek said</|quote|>"Golly!" Undeterred by the expletive, the old man swept on. | of Hindu States, and none of this particular one, namely Mudkul (the Ruler, I fancy, has a salute of but eleven guns) yet I cannot imagine that they have been as successful as British India, where we see reason and orderliness spreading in every direction, like a most health-giving flood!"<|quote|>Miss Derek said</|quo... | in our Indian character!" and as if to point his criticism, the lights of the civil station appeared on a rise to the right. He grew more and more voluble. "Oh, it is the duty of each and every citizen to shake superstition off, and though I have little experience of Hindu States, and none of this particular one, namel... | the Nawab Bahadur, from his isolation on the front seat, whither they had relegated him. "A Native State, a Hindu State, the wife of a ruler of a Hindu State, may beyond doubt be a most excellent lady, and let it not be for a moment supposed that I suggest anything against the character of Her Highness the Maharani of ... | my little mistake, I own. They rather had me over the harmonium. I meant it to stop on the train. Oh lor'!" Ronny laughed with restraint. He did not approve of English people taking service under the Native States, where they obtain a certain amount of influence, but at the expense of the general prestige. The humorous... | give us a lift?" "Yes, indeed." "Take me too," said the Nawab Bahadur. "Heh, what about me?" cried Mr. Harris. "Now what's all this? I'm not an omnibus," said Miss Derek with decision. "I've a harmonium and two dogs in here with me as it is. I'll take three of you if one'll sit in front and nurse a pug. No more." "I wi... | "They always sack me before that happens, and then I get another job. The whole of India seethes with Maharanis and Ranis and Begums who clamour for such as me." "Really. I had no idea." "How could you have any idea, Mr. Heaslop? What should he know about Maharanis, Miss Quested? Nothing. At least I should hope not." "... | A Passage To India |
"Golly!" | Miss Derek | health-giving flood!" Miss Derek said<|quote|>"Golly!"</|quote|>Undeterred by the expletive, the | every direction, like a most health-giving flood!" Miss Derek said<|quote|>"Golly!"</|quote|>Undeterred by the expletive, the old man swept on. His | and none of this particular one, namely Mudkul (the Ruler, I fancy, has a salute of but eleven guns) yet I cannot imagine that they have been as successful as British India, where we see reason and orderliness spreading in every direction, like a most health-giving flood!" Miss Derek said<|quote|>"Golly!"</|quote|>Unde... | character!" and as if to point his criticism, the lights of the civil station appeared on a rise to the right. He grew more and more voluble. "Oh, it is the duty of each and every citizen to shake superstition off, and though I have little experience of Hindu States, and none of this particular one, namely Mudkul (the ... | from his isolation on the front seat, whither they had relegated him. "A Native State, a Hindu State, the wife of a ruler of a Hindu State, may beyond doubt be a most excellent lady, and let it not be for a moment supposed that I suggest anything against the character of Her Highness the Maharani of Mudkul. But I fear ... | I own. They rather had me over the harmonium. I meant it to stop on the train. Oh lor'!" Ronny laughed with restraint. He did not approve of English people taking service under the Native States, where they obtain a certain amount of influence, but at the expense of the general prestige. The humorous triumphs of a free... | lift?" "Yes, indeed." "Take me too," said the Nawab Bahadur. "Heh, what about me?" cried Mr. Harris. "Now what's all this? I'm not an omnibus," said Miss Derek with decision. "I've a harmonium and two dogs in here with me as it is. I'll take three of you if one'll sit in front and nurse a pug. No more." "I will sit in ... | administrator, and he told the young lady that she would outdo Indians at their own game if she went on much longer. "They always sack me before that happens, and then I get another job. The whole of India seethes with Maharanis and Ranis and Begums who clamour for such as me." "Really. I had no idea." "How could you h... | A Passage To India |
Undeterred by the expletive, the old man swept on. His tongue had been loosed and his mind had several points to make. He wanted to endorse Miss Quested's remark that big people are not interesting, because he was bigger himself than many an independent chief; at the same time, he must neither remind nor inform her tha... | No speaker | flood!" Miss Derek said "Golly!"<|quote|>Undeterred by the expletive, the old man swept on. His tongue had been loosed and his mind had several points to make. He wanted to endorse Miss Quested's remark that big people are not interesting, because he was bigger himself than many an independent chief; at the same time, ... | direction, like a most health-giving flood!" Miss Derek said "Golly!"<|quote|>Undeterred by the expletive, the old man swept on. His tongue had been loosed and his mind had several points to make. He wanted to endorse Miss Quested's remark that big people are not interesting, because he was bigger himself than many an ... | none of this particular one, namely Mudkul (the Ruler, I fancy, has a salute of but eleven guns) yet I cannot imagine that they have been as successful as British India, where we see reason and orderliness spreading in every direction, like a most health-giving flood!" Miss Derek said "Golly!"<|quote|>Undeterred by the... | and as if to point his criticism, the lights of the civil station appeared on a rise to the right. He grew more and more voluble. "Oh, it is the duty of each and every citizen to shake superstition off, and though I have little experience of Hindu States, and none of this particular one, namely Mudkul (the Ruler, I fan... | his isolation on the front seat, whither they had relegated him. "A Native State, a Hindu State, the wife of a ruler of a Hindu State, may beyond doubt be a most excellent lady, and let it not be for a moment supposed that I suggest anything against the character of Her Highness the Maharani of Mudkul. But I fear she w... | own. They rather had me over the harmonium. I meant it to stop on the train. Oh lor'!" Ronny laughed with restraint. He did not approve of English people taking service under the Native States, where they obtain a certain amount of influence, but at the expense of the general prestige. The humorous triumphs of a free l... | "Yes, indeed." "Take me too," said the Nawab Bahadur. "Heh, what about me?" cried Mr. Harris. "Now what's all this? I'm not an omnibus," said Miss Derek with decision. "I've a harmonium and two dogs in here with me as it is. I'll take three of you if one'll sit in front and nurse a pug. No more." "I will sit in front,"... | "Ah, there you're wrong. They're priceless." "I would scarcely call her wrong," broke out the Nawab Bahadur, from his isolation on the front seat, whither they had relegated him. "A Native State, a Hindu State, the wife of a ruler of a Hindu State, may beyond doubt be a most excellent lady, and let it not be for a mome... | A Passage To India |
"Ronny, I should like to take back what I said on the Maidan." | Adela Quested | speak, and she said nervously,<|quote|>"Ronny, I should like to take back what I said on the Maidan."</|quote|>He assented, and they became | was for Miss Quested to speak, and she said nervously,<|quote|>"Ronny, I should like to take back what I said on the Maidan."</|quote|>He assented, and they became engaged to be married in | had removed to say good-bye, touched Adela's again; she caressed it definitely, he responded, and their firm and mutual pressure surely meant something. They looked at each other when they reached the bungalow, for Mrs. Moore was inside it. It was for Miss Quested to speak, and she said nervously,<|quote|>"Ronny, I sho... | this old geyser left them, Ronny made no comment, but talked lightly about polo; Turton had taught him that it is sounder not to discuss a man at once, and he reserved what he had to say on the Nawab's character until later in the evening. His hand, which he had removed to say good-bye, touched Adela's again; she cares... | to. As he wove all these anxieties into a single rope, he suspected that his audience felt no interest, and that the City Magistrate fondled either maiden behind the cover of the harmonium, but good breeding compelled him to continue; it was nothing to him if they were bored, because he did not know what boredom is, an... | superstition off, and though I have little experience of Hindu States, and none of this particular one, namely Mudkul (the Ruler, I fancy, has a salute of but eleven guns) yet I cannot imagine that they have been as successful as British India, where we see reason and orderliness spreading in every direction, like a mo... | to look at it that way. Anyhow he's got to look at it that way. My Maharani's different my Maharani's a dear. That's her fox terrier, poor little devil. I fished them out both with the driver. Imagine taking dogs to a Chiefs' Conference! As sensible as taking Chiefs, perhaps." She shrieked with laughter. "The harmonium... | to make. He wanted to endorse Miss Quested's remark that big people are not interesting, because he was bigger himself than many an independent chief; at the same time, he must neither remind nor inform her that he was big, lest she felt she had committed a discourtesy. This was the groundwork of his oration; worked in... | A Passage To India |
He assented, and they became engaged to be married in consequence. Neither had foreseen such a consequence. She had meant to revert to her former condition of important and cultivated uncertainty, but it had passed out of her reach at its appropriate hour. Unlike the green bird or the hairy animal, she was labelled now... | No speaker | I said on the Maidan."<|quote|>He assented, and they became engaged to be married in consequence. Neither had foreseen such a consequence. She had meant to revert to her former condition of important and cultivated uncertainty, but it had passed out of her reach at its appropriate hour. Unlike the green bird or the hai... | like to take back what I said on the Maidan."<|quote|>He assented, and they became engaged to be married in consequence. Neither had foreseen such a consequence. She had meant to revert to her former condition of important and cultivated uncertainty, but it had passed out of her reach at its appropriate hour. Unlike th... | responded, and their firm and mutual pressure surely meant something. They looked at each other when they reached the bungalow, for Mrs. Moore was inside it. It was for Miss Quested to speak, and she said nervously, "Ronny, I should like to take back what I said on the Maidan."<|quote|>He assented, and they became enga... | polo; Turton had taught him that it is sounder not to discuss a man at once, and he reserved what he had to say on the Nawab's character until later in the evening. His hand, which he had removed to say good-bye, touched Adela's again; she caressed it definitely, he responded, and their firm and mutual pressure surely ... | that his audience felt no interest, and that the City Magistrate fondled either maiden behind the cover of the harmonium, but good breeding compelled him to continue; it was nothing to him if they were bored, because he did not know what boredom is, and it was nothing to him if they were licentious, because God has cre... | of this particular one, namely Mudkul (the Ruler, I fancy, has a salute of but eleven guns) yet I cannot imagine that they have been as successful as British India, where we see reason and orderliness spreading in every direction, like a most health-giving flood!" Miss Derek said "Golly!" Undeterred by the expletive, t... | that way. My Maharani's different my Maharani's a dear. That's her fox terrier, poor little devil. I fished them out both with the driver. Imagine taking dogs to a Chiefs' Conference! As sensible as taking Chiefs, perhaps." She shrieked with laughter. "The harmonium the harmonium's my little mistake, I own. They rather... | wove all these anxieties into a single rope, he suspected that his audience felt no interest, and that the City Magistrate fondled either maiden behind the cover of the harmonium, but good breeding compelled him to continue; it was nothing to him if they were bored, because he did not know what boredom is, and it was n... | A Passage To India |
"Come along and let's tell the mater all this" | Ronny Heaslop | decided it in the affirmative.<|quote|>"Come along and let's tell the mater all this"</|quote|>opening the perforated zinc door | the question, and they had decided it in the affirmative.<|quote|>"Come along and let's tell the mater all this"</|quote|>opening the perforated zinc door that protected the bungalow from | and herself at this point, something dramatic and lengthy. He was pleased instead of distressed, he was surprised, but he had really nothing to say. What indeed is there to say? To be or not to be married, that was the question, and they had decided it in the affirmative.<|quote|>"Come along and let's tell the mater al... | important and cultivated uncertainty, but it had passed out of her reach at its appropriate hour. Unlike the green bird or the hairy animal, she was labelled now. She felt humiliated again, for she deprecated labels, and she felt too that there should have been another scene between her lover and herself at this point,... | character until later in the evening. His hand, which he had removed to say good-bye, touched Adela's again; she caressed it definitely, he responded, and their firm and mutual pressure surely meant something. They looked at each other when they reached the bungalow, for Mrs. Moore was inside it. It was for Miss Queste... | it was his gratitude to Miss Derek for the lift, his willingness to hold a repulsive dog in his arms, and his general regret for the trouble he had caused the human race during the evening. Also he wanted to be dropped near the city to get hold of his cleaner, and to see what mischief his grandson was up to. As he wove... | own game if she went on much longer. "They always sack me before that happens, and then I get another job. The whole of India seethes with Maharanis and Ranis and Begums who clamour for such as me." "Really. I had no idea." "How could you have any idea, Mr. Heaslop? What should he know about Maharanis, Miss Quested? No... | to him if they were bored, because he did not know what boredom is, and it was nothing to him if they were licentious, because God has created all races to be different. The accident was over, and his life, equably useful, distinguished, happy, ran on as before and expressed itself in streams of well-chosen words. When... | A Passage To India |
opening the perforated zinc door that protected the bungalow from the swarms of winged creatures. The noise woke the mater up. She had been dreaming of the absent children who were so seldom mentioned, Ralph and Stella, and did not at first grasp what was required of her. She too had become used to thoughtful procrasti... | No speaker | tell the mater all this"<|quote|>opening the perforated zinc door that protected the bungalow from the swarms of winged creatures. The noise woke the mater up. She had been dreaming of the absent children who were so seldom mentioned, Ralph and Stella, and did not at first grasp what was required of her. She too had be... | affirmative. "Come along and let's tell the mater all this"<|quote|>opening the perforated zinc door that protected the bungalow from the swarms of winged creatures. The noise woke the mater up. She had been dreaming of the absent children who were so seldom mentioned, Ralph and Stella, and did not at first grasp what ... | He was pleased instead of distressed, he was surprised, but he had really nothing to say. What indeed is there to say? To be or not to be married, that was the question, and they had decided it in the affirmative. "Come along and let's tell the mater all this"<|quote|>opening the perforated zinc door that protected the... | of her reach at its appropriate hour. Unlike the green bird or the hairy animal, she was labelled now. She felt humiliated again, for she deprecated labels, and she felt too that there should have been another scene between her lover and herself at this point, something dramatic and lengthy. He was pleased instead of d... | he had removed to say good-bye, touched Adela's again; she caressed it definitely, he responded, and their firm and mutual pressure surely meant something. They looked at each other when they reached the bungalow, for Mrs. Moore was inside it. It was for Miss Quested to speak, and she said nervously, "Ronny, I should l... | lift, his willingness to hold a repulsive dog in his arms, and his general regret for the trouble he had caused the human race during the evening. Also he wanted to be dropped near the city to get hold of his cleaner, and to see what mischief his grandson was up to. As he wove all these anxieties into a single rope, he... | always sack me before that happens, and then I get another job. The whole of India seethes with Maharanis and Ranis and Begums who clamour for such as me." "Really. I had no idea." "How could you have any idea, Mr. Heaslop? What should he know about Maharanis, Miss Quested? Nothing. At least I should hope not." "I unde... | Quested's remark that big people are not interesting, because he was bigger himself than many an independent chief; at the same time, he must neither remind nor inform her that he was big, lest she felt she had committed a discourtesy. This was the groundwork of his oration; worked in with it was his gratitude to Miss ... | A Passage To India |
"Look here, both of you, see India if you like and as you like I know I made myself rather ridiculous at Fielding's, but . . . it's different now. I wasn't quite sure of myself." | Ronny Heaslop | a gracious and honest remark.<|quote|>"Look here, both of you, see India if you like and as you like I know I made myself rather ridiculous at Fielding's, but . . . it's different now. I wasn't quite sure of myself."</|quote|>"My duties here are evidently | announcement was over, he made a gracious and honest remark.<|quote|>"Look here, both of you, see India if you like and as you like I know I made myself rather ridiculous at Fielding's, but . . . it's different now. I wasn't quite sure of myself."</|quote|>"My duties here are evidently finished, I don't want to | absent children who were so seldom mentioned, Ralph and Stella, and did not at first grasp what was required of her. She too had become used to thoughtful procrastination, and felt alarmed when it came to an end. When the announcement was over, he made a gracious and honest remark.<|quote|>"Look here, both of you, see ... | be married, that was the question, and they had decided it in the affirmative. "Come along and let's tell the mater all this" opening the perforated zinc door that protected the bungalow from the swarms of winged creatures. The noise woke the mater up. She had been dreaming of the absent children who were so seldom men... | foreseen such a consequence. She had meant to revert to her former condition of important and cultivated uncertainty, but it had passed out of her reach at its appropriate hour. Unlike the green bird or the hairy animal, she was labelled now. She felt humiliated again, for she deprecated labels, and she felt too that t... | maiden behind the cover of the harmonium, but good breeding compelled him to continue; it was nothing to him if they were bored, because he did not know what boredom is, and it was nothing to him if they were licentious, because God has created all races to be different. The accident was over, and his life, equably use... | Ronny's again in the darkness, and to the animal thrill there was now added a coincidence of opinion. "Ah, there you're wrong. They're priceless." "I would scarcely call her wrong," broke out the Nawab Bahadur, from his isolation on the front seat, whither they had relegated him. "A Native State, a Hindu State, the wif... | committed a discourtesy. This was the groundwork of his oration; worked in with it was his gratitude to Miss Derek for the lift, his willingness to hold a repulsive dog in his arms, and his general regret for the trouble he had caused the human race during the evening. Also he wanted to be dropped near the city to get ... | A Passage To India |
"My duties here are evidently finished, I don't want to see India now; now for my passage back," | Mrs. Moore | wasn't quite sure of myself."<|quote|>"My duties here are evidently finished, I don't want to see India now; now for my passage back,"</|quote|>was Mrs. Moore's thought. She | . it's different now. I wasn't quite sure of myself."<|quote|>"My duties here are evidently finished, I don't want to see India now; now for my passage back,"</|quote|>was Mrs. Moore's thought. She reminded herself of all that | an end. When the announcement was over, he made a gracious and honest remark. "Look here, both of you, see India if you like and as you like I know I made myself rather ridiculous at Fielding's, but . . . it's different now. I wasn't quite sure of myself."<|quote|>"My duties here are evidently finished, I don't want to... | winged creatures. The noise woke the mater up. She had been dreaming of the absent children who were so seldom mentioned, Ralph and Stella, and did not at first grasp what was required of her. She too had become used to thoughtful procrastination, and felt alarmed when it came to an end. When the announcement was over,... | hairy animal, she was labelled now. She felt humiliated again, for she deprecated labels, and she felt too that there should have been another scene between her lover and herself at this point, something dramatic and lengthy. He was pleased instead of distressed, he was surprised, but he had really nothing to say. What... | him if they were licentious, because God has created all races to be different. The accident was over, and his life, equably useful, distinguished, happy, ran on as before and expressed itself in streams of well-chosen words. When this old geyser left them, Ronny made no comment, but talked lightly about polo; Turton h... | his isolation on the front seat, whither they had relegated him. "A Native State, a Hindu State, the wife of a ruler of a Hindu State, may beyond doubt be a most excellent lady, and let it not be for a moment supposed that I suggest anything against the character of Her Highness the Maharani of Mudkul. But I fear she w... | he had removed to say good-bye, touched Adela's again; she caressed it definitely, he responded, and their firm and mutual pressure surely meant something. They looked at each other when they reached the bungalow, for Mrs. Moore was inside it. It was for Miss Quested to speak, and she said nervously, "Ronny, I should l... | A Passage To India |
was Mrs. Moore's thought. She reminded herself of all that a happy marriage means, and of her own happy marriages, one of which had produced Ronny. Adela's parents had also been happily married, and excellent it was to see the incident repeated by the younger generation. On and on! the number of such unions would certa... | No speaker | now for my passage back,"<|quote|>was Mrs. Moore's thought. She reminded herself of all that a happy marriage means, and of her own happy marriages, one of which had produced Ronny. Adela's parents had also been happily married, and excellent it was to see the incident repeated by the younger generation. On and on! the... | want to see India now; now for my passage back,"<|quote|>was Mrs. Moore's thought. She reminded herself of all that a happy marriage means, and of her own happy marriages, one of which had produced Ronny. Adela's parents had also been happily married, and excellent it was to see the incident repeated by the younger gen... | you, see India if you like and as you like I know I made myself rather ridiculous at Fielding's, but . . . it's different now. I wasn't quite sure of myself." "My duties here are evidently finished, I don't want to see India now; now for my passage back,"<|quote|>was Mrs. Moore's thought. She reminded herself of all th... | so seldom mentioned, Ralph and Stella, and did not at first grasp what was required of her. She too had become used to thoughtful procrastination, and felt alarmed when it came to an end. When the announcement was over, he made a gracious and honest remark. "Look here, both of you, see India if you like and as you like... | that there should have been another scene between her lover and herself at this point, something dramatic and lengthy. He was pleased instead of distressed, he was surprised, but he had really nothing to say. What indeed is there to say? To be or not to be married, that was the question, and they had decided it in the ... | and his life, equably useful, distinguished, happy, ran on as before and expressed itself in streams of well-chosen words. When this old geyser left them, Ronny made no comment, but talked lightly about polo; Turton had taught him that it is sounder not to discuss a man at once, and he reserved what he had to say on th... | wife of a ruler of a Hindu State, may beyond doubt be a most excellent lady, and let it not be for a moment supposed that I suggest anything against the character of Her Highness the Maharani of Mudkul. But I fear she will be uneducated, I fear she will be superstitious. Indeed, how could she be otherwise? What opportu... | expressed itself in streams of well-chosen words. When this old geyser left them, Ronny made no comment, but talked lightly about polo; Turton had taught him that it is sounder not to discuss a man at once, and he reserved what he had to say on the Nawab's character until later in the evening. His hand, which he had re... | A Passage To India |
"What does our old gentleman of the car think?" | Adela Quested | she was sure to understand.<|quote|>"What does our old gentleman of the car think?"</|quote|>she asked, and her negligent | promised to be his wife, she was sure to understand.<|quote|>"What does our old gentleman of the car think?"</|quote|>she asked, and her negligent tone was exactly what he | for it proved that the British were necessary to India; there would certainly have been bloodshed without them. His voice grew complacent again; he was here not to be pleasant but to keep the peace, and now that Adela had promised to be his wife, she was sure to understand.<|quote|>"What does our old gentleman of the c... | The Mohammedans offered the former, the Hindus insisted on the latter. The Collector had favoured the Hindus, until he suspected that they had artificially bent the tree nearer the ground. They said it sagged naturally. Measurements, plans, an official visit to the spot. But Ronny had not disliked his day, for it prove... | Mohurram was approaching, and as usual the Chandrapore Mohammedans were building paper towers of a size too large to pass under the branches of a certain pepul tree. One knew what happened next; the tower stuck, a Mohammedan climbed up the pepul and cut the branch off, the Hindus protested, there was a religious riot, ... | had also been happily married, and excellent it was to see the incident repeated by the younger generation. On and on! the number of such unions would certainly increase as education spread and ideals grew loftier, and characters firmer. But she was tired by her visit to Government College, her feet ached, Mr. Fielding... | comment, but talked lightly about polo; Turton had taught him that it is sounder not to discuss a man at once, and he reserved what he had to say on the Nawab's character until later in the evening. His hand, which he had removed to say good-bye, touched Adela's again; she caressed it definitely, he responded, and thei... | thought, he had worked. Mohurram was approaching, and as usual the Chandrapore Mohammedans were building paper towers of a size too large to pass under the branches of a certain pepul tree. One knew what happened next; the tower stuck, a Mohammedan climbed up the pepul and cut the branch off, the Hindus protested, ther... | A Passage To India |
she asked, and her negligent tone was exactly what he desired. | No speaker | gentleman of the car think?"<|quote|>she asked, and her negligent tone was exactly what he desired.</|quote|>"Our old gentleman is helpful | understand. "What does our old gentleman of the car think?"<|quote|>she asked, and her negligent tone was exactly what he desired.</|quote|>"Our old gentleman is helpful and sound, as he always | India; there would certainly have been bloodshed without them. His voice grew complacent again; he was here not to be pleasant but to keep the peace, and now that Adela had promised to be his wife, she was sure to understand. "What does our old gentleman of the car think?"<|quote|>she asked, and her negligent tone was ... | the latter. The Collector had favoured the Hindus, until he suspected that they had artificially bent the tree nearer the ground. They said it sagged naturally. Measurements, plans, an official visit to the spot. But Ronny had not disliked his day, for it proved that the British were necessary to India; there would cer... | were building paper towers of a size too large to pass under the branches of a certain pepul tree. One knew what happened next; the tower stuck, a Mohammedan climbed up the pepul and cut the branch off, the Hindus protested, there was a religious riot, and Heaven knew what, with perhaps the troops sent for. There had b... | to see the incident repeated by the younger generation. On and on! the number of such unions would certainly increase as education spread and ideals grew loftier, and characters firmer. But she was tired by her visit to Government College, her feet ached, Mr. Fielding had walked too fast and far, the young people had a... | him that it is sounder not to discuss a man at once, and he reserved what he had to say on the Nawab's character until later in the evening. His hand, which he had removed to say good-bye, touched Adela's again; she caressed it definitely, he responded, and their firm and mutual pressure surely meant something. They lo... | want to see India now; now for my passage back," was Mrs. Moore's thought. She reminded herself of all that a happy marriage means, and of her own happy marriages, one of which had produced Ronny. Adela's parents had also been happily married, and excellent it was to see the incident repeated by the younger generation.... | A Passage To India |
"Our old gentleman is helpful and sound, as he always is over public affairs. You've seen in him our show Indian." | Ronny Heaslop | was exactly what he desired.<|quote|>"Our old gentleman is helpful and sound, as he always is over public affairs. You've seen in him our show Indian."</|quote|>"Have I really?" "I'm afraid | asked, and her negligent tone was exactly what he desired.<|quote|>"Our old gentleman is helpful and sound, as he always is over public affairs. You've seen in him our show Indian."</|quote|>"Have I really?" "I'm afraid so. Incredible, aren't they, even | grew complacent again; he was here not to be pleasant but to keep the peace, and now that Adela had promised to be his wife, she was sure to understand. "What does our old gentleman of the car think?" she asked, and her negligent tone was exactly what he desired.<|quote|>"Our old gentleman is helpful and sound, as he a... | that they had artificially bent the tree nearer the ground. They said it sagged naturally. Measurements, plans, an official visit to the spot. But Ronny had not disliked his day, for it proved that the British were necessary to India; there would certainly have been bloodshed without them. His voice grew complacent aga... | under the branches of a certain pepul tree. One knew what happened next; the tower stuck, a Mohammedan climbed up the pepul and cut the branch off, the Hindus protested, there was a religious riot, and Heaven knew what, with perhaps the troops sent for. There had been deputations and conciliation committees under the a... | on! the number of such unions would certainly increase as education spread and ideals grew loftier, and characters firmer. But she was tired by her visit to Government College, her feet ached, Mr. Fielding had walked too fast and far, the young people had annoyed her in the tum-tum, and given her to suppose they were b... | once, and he reserved what he had to say on the Nawab's character until later in the evening. His hand, which he had removed to say good-bye, touched Adela's again; she caressed it definitely, he responded, and their firm and mutual pressure surely meant something. They looked at each other when they reached the bungal... | or of anything as she should have done. Ronny was suited, now she must go home and help the others, if they wished. She was past marrying herself, even unhappily; her function was to help others, her reward to be informed that she was sympathetic. Elderly ladies must not expect more than this. They dined alone. There w... | A Passage To India |
"Have I really?" | Adela Quested | in him our show Indian."<|quote|>"Have I really?"</|quote|>"I'm afraid so. Incredible, aren't | over public affairs. You've seen in him our show Indian."<|quote|>"Have I really?"</|quote|>"I'm afraid so. Incredible, aren't they, even the best of | to be his wife, she was sure to understand. "What does our old gentleman of the car think?" she asked, and her negligent tone was exactly what he desired. "Our old gentleman is helpful and sound, as he always is over public affairs. You've seen in him our show Indian."<|quote|>"Have I really?"</|quote|>"I'm afraid so. ... | the spot. But Ronny had not disliked his day, for it proved that the British were necessary to India; there would certainly have been bloodshed without them. His voice grew complacent again; he was here not to be pleasant but to keep the peace, and now that Adela had promised to be his wife, she was sure to understand.... | pepul and cut the branch off, the Hindus protested, there was a religious riot, and Heaven knew what, with perhaps the troops sent for. There had been deputations and conciliation committees under the auspices of Turton, and all the normal work of Chandrapore had been hung up. Should the procession take another route, ... | was tired by her visit to Government College, her feet ached, Mr. Fielding had walked too fast and far, the young people had annoyed her in the tum-tum, and given her to suppose they were breaking with each other, and though it was all right now she could not speak as enthusiastically of wedlock or of anything as she s... | he had removed to say good-bye, touched Adela's again; she caressed it definitely, he responded, and their firm and mutual pressure surely meant something. They looked at each other when they reached the bungalow, for Mrs. Moore was inside it. It was for Miss Quested to speak, and she said nervously, "Ronny, I should l... | different now. I wasn't quite sure of myself." "My duties here are evidently finished, I don't want to see India now; now for my passage back," was Mrs. Moore's thought. She reminded herself of all that a happy marriage means, and of her own happy marriages, one of which had produced Ronny. Adela's parents had also bee... | A Passage To India |
"I'm afraid so. Incredible, aren't they, even the best of them? They're all they all forget their back collar studs sooner or later. You've had to do with three sets of Indians to-day, the Bhattacharyas, Aziz, and this chap, and it really isn't a coincidence that they've all let you down." | Ronny Heaslop | show Indian." "Have I really?"<|quote|>"I'm afraid so. Incredible, aren't they, even the best of them? They're all they all forget their back collar studs sooner or later. You've had to do with three sets of Indians to-day, the Bhattacharyas, Aziz, and this chap, and it really isn't a coincidence that they've all let y... | You've seen in him our show Indian." "Have I really?"<|quote|>"I'm afraid so. Incredible, aren't they, even the best of them? They're all they all forget their back collar studs sooner or later. You've had to do with three sets of Indians to-day, the Bhattacharyas, Aziz, and this chap, and it really isn't a coincidence... | wife, she was sure to understand. "What does our old gentleman of the car think?" she asked, and her negligent tone was exactly what he desired. "Our old gentleman is helpful and sound, as he always is over public affairs. You've seen in him our show Indian." "Have I really?"<|quote|>"I'm afraid so. Incredible, aren't ... | Ronny had not disliked his day, for it proved that the British were necessary to India; there would certainly have been bloodshed without them. His voice grew complacent again; he was here not to be pleasant but to keep the peace, and now that Adela had promised to be his wife, she was sure to understand. "What does ou... | the branch off, the Hindus protested, there was a religious riot, and Heaven knew what, with perhaps the troops sent for. There had been deputations and conciliation committees under the auspices of Turton, and all the normal work of Chandrapore had been hung up. Should the procession take another route, or should the ... | her visit to Government College, her feet ached, Mr. Fielding had walked too fast and far, the young people had annoyed her in the tum-tum, and given her to suppose they were breaking with each other, and though it was all right now she could not speak as enthusiastically of wedlock or of anything as she should have do... | to say good-bye, touched Adela's again; she caressed it definitely, he responded, and their firm and mutual pressure surely meant something. They looked at each other when they reached the bungalow, for Mrs. Moore was inside it. It was for Miss Quested to speak, and she said nervously, "Ronny, I should like to take bac... | end. When the announcement was over, he made a gracious and honest remark. "Look here, both of you, see India if you like and as you like I know I made myself rather ridiculous at Fielding's, but . . . it's different now. I wasn't quite sure of myself." "My duties here are evidently finished, I don't want to see India ... | A Passage To India |
"I like Aziz, Aziz is my real friend," | Mrs. Moore | they've all let you down."<|quote|>"I like Aziz, Aziz is my real friend,"</|quote|>Mrs. Moore interposed. "When the | really isn't a coincidence that they've all let you down."<|quote|>"I like Aziz, Aziz is my real friend,"</|quote|>Mrs. Moore interposed. "When the animal runs into us the | afraid so. Incredible, aren't they, even the best of them? They're all they all forget their back collar studs sooner or later. You've had to do with three sets of Indians to-day, the Bhattacharyas, Aziz, and this chap, and it really isn't a coincidence that they've all let you down."<|quote|>"I like Aziz, Aziz is my r... | she was sure to understand. "What does our old gentleman of the car think?" she asked, and her negligent tone was exactly what he desired. "Our old gentleman is helpful and sound, as he always is over public affairs. You've seen in him our show Indian." "Have I really?" "I'm afraid so. Incredible, aren't they, even the... | should the towers be shorter? The Mohammedans offered the former, the Hindus insisted on the latter. The Collector had favoured the Hindus, until he suspected that they had artificially bent the tree nearer the ground. They said it sagged naturally. Measurements, plans, an official visit to the spot. But Ronny had not ... | or of anything as she should have done. Ronny was suited, now she must go home and help the others, if they wished. She was past marrying herself, even unhappily; her function was to help others, her reward to be informed that she was sympathetic. Elderly ladies must not expect more than this. They dined alone. There w... | like to take back what I said on the Maidan." He assented, and they became engaged to be married in consequence. Neither had foreseen such a consequence. She had meant to revert to her former condition of important and cultivated uncertainty, but it had passed out of her reach at its appropriate hour. Unlike the green ... | was a religious riot, and Heaven knew what, with perhaps the troops sent for. There had been deputations and conciliation committees under the auspices of Turton, and all the normal work of Chandrapore had been hung up. Should the procession take another route, or should the towers be shorter? The Mohammedans offered t... | A Passage To India |
Mrs. Moore interposed. | No speaker | Aziz is my real friend,"<|quote|>Mrs. Moore interposed.</|quote|>"When the animal runs into | you down." "I like Aziz, Aziz is my real friend,"<|quote|>Mrs. Moore interposed.</|quote|>"When the animal runs into us the Nawab loses his | of them? They're all they all forget their back collar studs sooner or later. You've had to do with three sets of Indians to-day, the Bhattacharyas, Aziz, and this chap, and it really isn't a coincidence that they've all let you down." "I like Aziz, Aziz is my real friend,"<|quote|>Mrs. Moore interposed.</|quote|>"When... | old gentleman of the car think?" she asked, and her negligent tone was exactly what he desired. "Our old gentleman is helpful and sound, as he always is over public affairs. You've seen in him our show Indian." "Have I really?" "I'm afraid so. Incredible, aren't they, even the best of them? They're all they all forget ... | the former, the Hindus insisted on the latter. The Collector had favoured the Hindus, until he suspected that they had artificially bent the tree nearer the ground. They said it sagged naturally. Measurements, plans, an official visit to the spot. But Ronny had not disliked his day, for it proved that the British were ... | Ronny was suited, now she must go home and help the others, if they wished. She was past marrying herself, even unhappily; her function was to help others, her reward to be informed that she was sympathetic. Elderly ladies must not expect more than this. They dined alone. There was much pleasant and affectionate talk a... | the Maidan." He assented, and they became engaged to be married in consequence. Neither had foreseen such a consequence. She had meant to revert to her former condition of important and cultivated uncertainty, but it had passed out of her reach at its appropriate hour. Unlike the green bird or the hairy animal, she was... | knew what, with perhaps the troops sent for. There had been deputations and conciliation committees under the auspices of Turton, and all the normal work of Chandrapore had been hung up. Should the procession take another route, or should the towers be shorter? The Mohammedans offered the former, the Hindus insisted on... | A Passage To India |
"When the animal runs into us the Nawab loses his head, deserts his unfortunate chauffeur, intrudes upon Miss Derek . . . no great crimes, no great crimes, but no white man would have done it." | Ronny Heaslop | real friend," Mrs. Moore interposed.<|quote|>"When the animal runs into us the Nawab loses his head, deserts his unfortunate chauffeur, intrudes upon Miss Derek . . . no great crimes, no great crimes, but no white man would have done it."</|quote|>"What animal?" "Oh, we had | like Aziz, Aziz is my real friend," Mrs. Moore interposed.<|quote|>"When the animal runs into us the Nawab loses his head, deserts his unfortunate chauffeur, intrudes upon Miss Derek . . . no great crimes, no great crimes, but no white man would have done it."</|quote|>"What animal?" "Oh, we had a small accident on the | all they all forget their back collar studs sooner or later. You've had to do with three sets of Indians to-day, the Bhattacharyas, Aziz, and this chap, and it really isn't a coincidence that they've all let you down." "I like Aziz, Aziz is my real friend," Mrs. Moore interposed.<|quote|>"When the animal runs into us t... | the car think?" she asked, and her negligent tone was exactly what he desired. "Our old gentleman is helpful and sound, as he always is over public affairs. You've seen in him our show Indian." "Have I really?" "I'm afraid so. Incredible, aren't they, even the best of them? They're all they all forget their back collar... | Hindus insisted on the latter. The Collector had favoured the Hindus, until he suspected that they had artificially bent the tree nearer the ground. They said it sagged naturally. Measurements, plans, an official visit to the spot. But Ronny had not disliked his day, for it proved that the British were necessary to Ind... | now she must go home and help the others, if they wished. She was past marrying herself, even unhappily; her function was to help others, her reward to be informed that she was sympathetic. Elderly ladies must not expect more than this. They dined alone. There was much pleasant and affectionate talk about the future. L... | assented, and they became engaged to be married in consequence. Neither had foreseen such a consequence. She had meant to revert to her former condition of important and cultivated uncertainty, but it had passed out of her reach at its appropriate hour. Unlike the green bird or the hairy animal, she was labelled now. S... | and Heaven knew what, with perhaps the troops sent for. There had been deputations and conciliation committees under the auspices of Turton, and all the normal work of Chandrapore had been hung up. Should the procession take another route, or should the towers be shorter? The Mohammedans offered the former, the Hindus ... | A Passage To India |
"What animal?" | Adela Quested | man would have done it."<|quote|>"What animal?"</|quote|>"Oh, we had a small | great crimes, but no white man would have done it."<|quote|>"What animal?"</|quote|>"Oh, we had a small accident on the Marabar road. | let you down." "I like Aziz, Aziz is my real friend," Mrs. Moore interposed. "When the animal runs into us the Nawab loses his head, deserts his unfortunate chauffeur, intrudes upon Miss Derek . . . no great crimes, no great crimes, but no white man would have done it."<|quote|>"What animal?"</|quote|>"Oh, we had a sma... | I really?" "I'm afraid so. Incredible, aren't they, even the best of them? They're all they all forget their back collar studs sooner or later. You've had to do with three sets of Indians to-day, the Bhattacharyas, Aziz, and this chap, and it really isn't a coincidence that they've all let you down." "I like Aziz, Aziz... | spot. But Ronny had not disliked his day, for it proved that the British were necessary to India; there would certainly have been bloodshed without them. His voice grew complacent again; he was here not to be pleasant but to keep the peace, and now that Adela had promised to be his wife, she was sure to understand. "Wh... | must not expect more than this. They dined alone. There was much pleasant and affectionate talk about the future. Later on they spoke of passing events, and Ronny reviewed and recounted the day from his own point of view. It was a different day from the women's, because while they had enjoyed themselves or thought, he ... | her reach at its appropriate hour. Unlike the green bird or the hairy animal, she was labelled now. She felt humiliated again, for she deprecated labels, and she felt too that there should have been another scene between her lover and herself at this point, something dramatic and lengthy. He was pleased instead of dist... | worked. Mohurram was approaching, and as usual the Chandrapore Mohammedans were building paper towers of a size too large to pass under the branches of a certain pepul tree. One knew what happened next; the tower stuck, a Mohammedan climbed up the pepul and cut the branch off, the Hindus protested, there was a religiou... | A Passage To India |
"Oh, we had a small accident on the Marabar road. Adela thinks it was a hyena." | Ronny Heaslop | have done it." "What animal?"<|quote|>"Oh, we had a small accident on the Marabar road. Adela thinks it was a hyena."</|quote|>"An accident?" she cried. "Nothing; | but no white man would have done it." "What animal?"<|quote|>"Oh, we had a small accident on the Marabar road. Adela thinks it was a hyena."</|quote|>"An accident?" she cried. "Nothing; no one hurt. Our excellent | down." "I like Aziz, Aziz is my real friend," Mrs. Moore interposed. "When the animal runs into us the Nawab loses his head, deserts his unfortunate chauffeur, intrudes upon Miss Derek . . . no great crimes, no great crimes, but no white man would have done it." "What animal?"<|quote|>"Oh, we had a small accident on th... | "I'm afraid so. Incredible, aren't they, even the best of them? They're all they all forget their back collar studs sooner or later. You've had to do with three sets of Indians to-day, the Bhattacharyas, Aziz, and this chap, and it really isn't a coincidence that they've all let you down." "I like Aziz, Aziz is my real... | Ronny had not disliked his day, for it proved that the British were necessary to India; there would certainly have been bloodshed without them. His voice grew complacent again; he was here not to be pleasant but to keep the peace, and now that Adela had promised to be his wife, she was sure to understand. "What does ou... | expect more than this. They dined alone. There was much pleasant and affectionate talk about the future. Later on they spoke of passing events, and Ronny reviewed and recounted the day from his own point of view. It was a different day from the women's, because while they had enjoyed themselves or thought, he had worke... | at its appropriate hour. Unlike the green bird or the hairy animal, she was labelled now. She felt humiliated again, for she deprecated labels, and she felt too that there should have been another scene between her lover and herself at this point, something dramatic and lengthy. He was pleased instead of distressed, he... | It was a different day from the women's, because while they had enjoyed themselves or thought, he had worked. Mohurram was approaching, and as usual the Chandrapore Mohammedans were building paper towers of a size too large to pass under the branches of a certain pepul tree. One knew what happened next; the tower stuck... | A Passage To India |
"An accident?" | Mrs. Moore | thinks it was a hyena."<|quote|>"An accident?"</|quote|>she cried. "Nothing; no one | on the Marabar road. Adela thinks it was a hyena."<|quote|>"An accident?"</|quote|>she cried. "Nothing; no one hurt. Our excellent host awoke | into us the Nawab loses his head, deserts his unfortunate chauffeur, intrudes upon Miss Derek . . . no great crimes, no great crimes, but no white man would have done it." "What animal?" "Oh, we had a small accident on the Marabar road. Adela thinks it was a hyena."<|quote|>"An accident?"</|quote|>she cried. "Nothing; ... | their back collar studs sooner or later. You've had to do with three sets of Indians to-day, the Bhattacharyas, Aziz, and this chap, and it really isn't a coincidence that they've all let you down." "I like Aziz, Aziz is my real friend," Mrs. Moore interposed. "When the animal runs into us the Nawab loses his head, des... | there would certainly have been bloodshed without them. His voice grew complacent again; he was here not to be pleasant but to keep the peace, and now that Adela had promised to be his wife, she was sure to understand. "What does our old gentleman of the car think?" she asked, and her negligent tone was exactly what he... | future. Later on they spoke of passing events, and Ronny reviewed and recounted the day from his own point of view. It was a different day from the women's, because while they had enjoyed themselves or thought, he had worked. Mohurram was approaching, and as usual the Chandrapore Mohammedans were building paper towers ... | She felt humiliated again, for she deprecated labels, and she felt too that there should have been another scene between her lover and herself at this point, something dramatic and lengthy. He was pleased instead of distressed, he was surprised, but he had really nothing to say. What indeed is there to say? To be or no... | the British were necessary to India; there would certainly have been bloodshed without them. His voice grew complacent again; he was here not to be pleasant but to keep the peace, and now that Adela had promised to be his wife, she was sure to understand. "What does our old gentleman of the car think?" she asked, and h... | A Passage To India |
she cried. | No speaker | was a hyena." "An accident?"<|quote|>she cried.</|quote|>"Nothing; no one hurt. Our | Marabar road. Adela thinks it was a hyena." "An accident?"<|quote|>she cried.</|quote|>"Nothing; no one hurt. Our excellent host awoke much rattled | the Nawab loses his head, deserts his unfortunate chauffeur, intrudes upon Miss Derek . . . no great crimes, no great crimes, but no white man would have done it." "What animal?" "Oh, we had a small accident on the Marabar road. Adela thinks it was a hyena." "An accident?"<|quote|>she cried.</|quote|>"Nothing; no one h... | collar studs sooner or later. You've had to do with three sets of Indians to-day, the Bhattacharyas, Aziz, and this chap, and it really isn't a coincidence that they've all let you down." "I like Aziz, Aziz is my real friend," Mrs. Moore interposed. "When the animal runs into us the Nawab loses his head, deserts his un... | certainly have been bloodshed without them. His voice grew complacent again; he was here not to be pleasant but to keep the peace, and now that Adela had promised to be his wife, she was sure to understand. "What does our old gentleman of the car think?" she asked, and her negligent tone was exactly what he desired. "O... | on they spoke of passing events, and Ronny reviewed and recounted the day from his own point of view. It was a different day from the women's, because while they had enjoyed themselves or thought, he had worked. Mohurram was approaching, and as usual the Chandrapore Mohammedans were building paper towers of a size too ... | humiliated again, for she deprecated labels, and she felt too that there should have been another scene between her lover and herself at this point, something dramatic and lengthy. He was pleased instead of distressed, he was surprised, but he had really nothing to say. What indeed is there to say? To be or not to be m... | about the future. Later on they spoke of passing events, and Ronny reviewed and recounted the day from his own point of view. It was a different day from the women's, because while they had enjoyed themselves or thought, he had worked. Mohurram was approaching, and as usual the Chandrapore Mohammedans were building pap... | A Passage To India |
"Nothing; no one hurt. Our excellent host awoke much rattled from his dreams, appeared to think it was our fault, and chanted exactly, exactly." | Ronny Heaslop | hyena." "An accident?" she cried.<|quote|>"Nothing; no one hurt. Our excellent host awoke much rattled from his dreams, appeared to think it was our fault, and chanted exactly, exactly."</|quote|>Mrs. Moore shivered, "A ghost!" | Adela thinks it was a hyena." "An accident?" she cried.<|quote|>"Nothing; no one hurt. Our excellent host awoke much rattled from his dreams, appeared to think it was our fault, and chanted exactly, exactly."</|quote|>Mrs. Moore shivered, "A ghost!" But the idea of a | loses his head, deserts his unfortunate chauffeur, intrudes upon Miss Derek . . . no great crimes, no great crimes, but no white man would have done it." "What animal?" "Oh, we had a small accident on the Marabar road. Adela thinks it was a hyena." "An accident?" she cried.<|quote|>"Nothing; no one hurt. Our excellent ... | sooner or later. You've had to do with three sets of Indians to-day, the Bhattacharyas, Aziz, and this chap, and it really isn't a coincidence that they've all let you down." "I like Aziz, Aziz is my real friend," Mrs. Moore interposed. "When the animal runs into us the Nawab loses his head, deserts his unfortunate cha... | been bloodshed without them. His voice grew complacent again; he was here not to be pleasant but to keep the peace, and now that Adela had promised to be his wife, she was sure to understand. "What does our old gentleman of the car think?" she asked, and her negligent tone was exactly what he desired. "Our old gentlema... | spoke of passing events, and Ronny reviewed and recounted the day from his own point of view. It was a different day from the women's, because while they had enjoyed themselves or thought, he had worked. Mohurram was approaching, and as usual the Chandrapore Mohammedans were building paper towers of a size too large to... | for she deprecated labels, and she felt too that there should have been another scene between her lover and herself at this point, something dramatic and lengthy. He was pleased instead of distressed, he was surprised, but he had really nothing to say. What indeed is there to say? To be or not to be married, that was t... | tree nearer the ground. They said it sagged naturally. Measurements, plans, an official visit to the spot. But Ronny had not disliked his day, for it proved that the British were necessary to India; there would certainly have been bloodshed without them. His voice grew complacent again; he was here not to be pleasant b... | A Passage To India |
Mrs. Moore shivered, | No speaker | fault, and chanted exactly, exactly."<|quote|>Mrs. Moore shivered,</|quote|>"A ghost!" But the idea | to think it was our fault, and chanted exactly, exactly."<|quote|>Mrs. Moore shivered,</|quote|>"A ghost!" But the idea of a ghost scarcely passed | would have done it." "What animal?" "Oh, we had a small accident on the Marabar road. Adela thinks it was a hyena." "An accident?" she cried. "Nothing; no one hurt. Our excellent host awoke much rattled from his dreams, appeared to think it was our fault, and chanted exactly, exactly."<|quote|>Mrs. Moore shivered,</|qu... | coincidence that they've all let you down." "I like Aziz, Aziz is my real friend," Mrs. Moore interposed. "When the animal runs into us the Nawab loses his head, deserts his unfortunate chauffeur, intrudes upon Miss Derek . . . no great crimes, no great crimes, but no white man would have done it." "What animal?" "Oh, ... | Adela had promised to be his wife, she was sure to understand. "What does our old gentleman of the car think?" she asked, and her negligent tone was exactly what he desired. "Our old gentleman is helpful and sound, as he always is over public affairs. You've seen in him our show Indian." "Have I really?" "I'm afraid so... | women's, because while they had enjoyed themselves or thought, he had worked. Mohurram was approaching, and as usual the Chandrapore Mohammedans were building paper towers of a size too large to pass under the branches of a certain pepul tree. One knew what happened next; the tower stuck, a Mohammedan climbed up the pe... | dramatic and lengthy. He was pleased instead of distressed, he was surprised, but he had really nothing to say. What indeed is there to say? To be or not to be married, that was the question, and they had decided it in the affirmative. "Come along and let's tell the mater all this" opening the perforated zinc door that... | of a size too large to pass under the branches of a certain pepul tree. One knew what happened next; the tower stuck, a Mohammedan climbed up the pepul and cut the branch off, the Hindus protested, there was a religious riot, and Heaven knew what, with perhaps the troops sent for. There had been deputations and concili... | A Passage To India |
"A ghost!" | Mrs. Moore | exactly, exactly." Mrs. Moore shivered,<|quote|>"A ghost!"</|quote|>But the idea of a | was our fault, and chanted exactly, exactly." Mrs. Moore shivered,<|quote|>"A ghost!"</|quote|>But the idea of a ghost scarcely passed her lips. | it." "What animal?" "Oh, we had a small accident on the Marabar road. Adela thinks it was a hyena." "An accident?" she cried. "Nothing; no one hurt. Our excellent host awoke much rattled from his dreams, appeared to think it was our fault, and chanted exactly, exactly." Mrs. Moore shivered,<|quote|>"A ghost!"</|quote|>... | all let you down." "I like Aziz, Aziz is my real friend," Mrs. Moore interposed. "When the animal runs into us the Nawab loses his head, deserts his unfortunate chauffeur, intrudes upon Miss Derek . . . no great crimes, no great crimes, but no white man would have done it." "What animal?" "Oh, we had a small accident o... | to be his wife, she was sure to understand. "What does our old gentleman of the car think?" she asked, and her negligent tone was exactly what he desired. "Our old gentleman is helpful and sound, as he always is over public affairs. You've seen in him our show Indian." "Have I really?" "I'm afraid so. Incredible, aren'... | they had enjoyed themselves or thought, he had worked. Mohurram was approaching, and as usual the Chandrapore Mohammedans were building paper towers of a size too large to pass under the branches of a certain pepul tree. One knew what happened next; the tower stuck, a Mohammedan climbed up the pepul and cut the branch ... | He was pleased instead of distressed, he was surprised, but he had really nothing to say. What indeed is there to say? To be or not to be married, that was the question, and they had decided it in the affirmative. "Come along and let's tell the mater all this" opening the perforated zinc door that protected the bungalo... | marrying herself, even unhappily; her function was to help others, her reward to be informed that she was sympathetic. Elderly ladies must not expect more than this. They dined alone. There was much pleasant and affectionate talk about the future. Later on they spoke of passing events, and Ronny reviewed and recounted ... | A Passage To India |
But the idea of a ghost scarcely passed her lips. The young people did not take it up, being occupied with their own outlooks, and deprived of support it perished, or was reabsorbed into the part of the mind that seldom speaks. | No speaker | Mrs. Moore shivered, "A ghost!"<|quote|>But the idea of a ghost scarcely passed her lips. The young people did not take it up, being occupied with their own outlooks, and deprived of support it perished, or was reabsorbed into the part of the mind that seldom speaks.</|quote|>"Yes, nothing criminal," Ronny summed | fault, and chanted exactly, exactly." Mrs. Moore shivered, "A ghost!"<|quote|>But the idea of a ghost scarcely passed her lips. The young people did not take it up, being occupied with their own outlooks, and deprived of support it perished, or was reabsorbed into the part of the mind that seldom speaks.</|quote|>"Yes,... | animal?" "Oh, we had a small accident on the Marabar road. Adela thinks it was a hyena." "An accident?" she cried. "Nothing; no one hurt. Our excellent host awoke much rattled from his dreams, appeared to think it was our fault, and chanted exactly, exactly." Mrs. Moore shivered, "A ghost!"<|quote|>But the idea of a gh... | you down." "I like Aziz, Aziz is my real friend," Mrs. Moore interposed. "When the animal runs into us the Nawab loses his head, deserts his unfortunate chauffeur, intrudes upon Miss Derek . . . no great crimes, no great crimes, but no white man would have done it." "What animal?" "Oh, we had a small accident on the Ma... | his wife, she was sure to understand. "What does our old gentleman of the car think?" she asked, and her negligent tone was exactly what he desired. "Our old gentleman is helpful and sound, as he always is over public affairs. You've seen in him our show Indian." "Have I really?" "I'm afraid so. Incredible, aren't they... | enjoyed themselves or thought, he had worked. Mohurram was approaching, and as usual the Chandrapore Mohammedans were building paper towers of a size too large to pass under the branches of a certain pepul tree. One knew what happened next; the tower stuck, a Mohammedan climbed up the pepul and cut the branch off, the ... | pleased instead of distressed, he was surprised, but he had really nothing to say. What indeed is there to say? To be or not to be married, that was the question, and they had decided it in the affirmative. "Come along and let's tell the mater all this" opening the perforated zinc door that protected the bungalow from ... | was a religious riot, and Heaven knew what, with perhaps the troops sent for. There had been deputations and conciliation committees under the auspices of Turton, and all the normal work of Chandrapore had been hung up. Should the procession take another route, or should the towers be shorter? The Mohammedans offered t... | A Passage To India |
"Yes, nothing criminal," | Ronny Heaslop | the mind that seldom speaks.<|quote|>"Yes, nothing criminal,"</|quote|>Ronny summed up, "but there's | reabsorbed into the part of the mind that seldom speaks.<|quote|>"Yes, nothing criminal,"</|quote|>Ronny summed up, "but there's the native, and there's one | chanted exactly, exactly." Mrs. Moore shivered, "A ghost!" But the idea of a ghost scarcely passed her lips. The young people did not take it up, being occupied with their own outlooks, and deprived of support it perished, or was reabsorbed into the part of the mind that seldom speaks.<|quote|>"Yes, nothing criminal,"<... | no white man would have done it." "What animal?" "Oh, we had a small accident on the Marabar road. Adela thinks it was a hyena." "An accident?" she cried. "Nothing; no one hurt. Our excellent host awoke much rattled from his dreams, appeared to think it was our fault, and chanted exactly, exactly." Mrs. Moore shivered,... | seen in him our show Indian." "Have I really?" "I'm afraid so. Incredible, aren't they, even the best of them? They're all they all forget their back collar studs sooner or later. You've had to do with three sets of Indians to-day, the Bhattacharyas, Aziz, and this chap, and it really isn't a coincidence that they've a... | stuck, a Mohammedan climbed up the pepul and cut the branch off, the Hindus protested, there was a religious riot, and Heaven knew what, with perhaps the troops sent for. There had been deputations and conciliation committees under the auspices of Turton, and all the normal work of Chandrapore had been hung up. Should ... | let's tell the mater all this" opening the perforated zinc door that protected the bungalow from the swarms of winged creatures. The noise woke the mater up. She had been dreaming of the absent children who were so seldom mentioned, Ralph and Stella, and did not at first grasp what was required of her. She too had beco... | of passing events, and Ronny reviewed and recounted the day from his own point of view. It was a different day from the women's, because while they had enjoyed themselves or thought, he had worked. Mohurram was approaching, and as usual the Chandrapore Mohammedans were building paper towers of a size too large to pass ... | A Passage To India |
Ronny summed up, | No speaker | seldom speaks. "Yes, nothing criminal,"<|quote|>Ronny summed up,</|quote|>"but there's the native, and | part of the mind that seldom speaks. "Yes, nothing criminal,"<|quote|>Ronny summed up,</|quote|>"but there's the native, and there's one of the reasons | Mrs. Moore shivered, "A ghost!" But the idea of a ghost scarcely passed her lips. The young people did not take it up, being occupied with their own outlooks, and deprived of support it perished, or was reabsorbed into the part of the mind that seldom speaks. "Yes, nothing criminal,"<|quote|>Ronny summed up,</|quote|>"... | would have done it." "What animal?" "Oh, we had a small accident on the Marabar road. Adela thinks it was a hyena." "An accident?" she cried. "Nothing; no one hurt. Our excellent host awoke much rattled from his dreams, appeared to think it was our fault, and chanted exactly, exactly." Mrs. Moore shivered, "A ghost!" B... | our show Indian." "Have I really?" "I'm afraid so. Incredible, aren't they, even the best of them? They're all they all forget their back collar studs sooner or later. You've had to do with three sets of Indians to-day, the Bhattacharyas, Aziz, and this chap, and it really isn't a coincidence that they've all let you d... | climbed up the pepul and cut the branch off, the Hindus protested, there was a religious riot, and Heaven knew what, with perhaps the troops sent for. There had been deputations and conciliation committees under the auspices of Turton, and all the normal work of Chandrapore had been hung up. Should the procession take ... | mater all this" opening the perforated zinc door that protected the bungalow from the swarms of winged creatures. The noise woke the mater up. She had been dreaming of the absent children who were so seldom mentioned, Ralph and Stella, and did not at first grasp what was required of her. She too had become used to thou... | he suspected that they had artificially bent the tree nearer the ground. They said it sagged naturally. Measurements, plans, an official visit to the spot. But Ronny had not disliked his day, for it proved that the British were necessary to India; there would certainly have been bloodshed without them. His voice grew c... | A Passage To India |
"but there's the native, and there's one of the reasons why we don't admit him to our clubs, and how a decent girl like Miss Derek can take service under natives puzzles me. . . . But I must get on with my work. Krishna!" | Ronny Heaslop | nothing criminal," Ronny summed up,<|quote|>"but there's the native, and there's one of the reasons why we don't admit him to our clubs, and how a decent girl like Miss Derek can take service under natives puzzles me. . . . But I must get on with my work. Krishna!"</|quote|>Krishna was the peon who | mind that seldom speaks. "Yes, nothing criminal," Ronny summed up,<|quote|>"but there's the native, and there's one of the reasons why we don't admit him to our clubs, and how a decent girl like Miss Derek can take service under natives puzzles me. . . . But I must get on with my work. Krishna!"</|quote|>Krishna was th... | "A ghost!" But the idea of a ghost scarcely passed her lips. The young people did not take it up, being occupied with their own outlooks, and deprived of support it perished, or was reabsorbed into the part of the mind that seldom speaks. "Yes, nothing criminal," Ronny summed up,<|quote|>"but there's the native, and th... | it." "What animal?" "Oh, we had a small accident on the Marabar road. Adela thinks it was a hyena." "An accident?" she cried. "Nothing; no one hurt. Our excellent host awoke much rattled from his dreams, appeared to think it was our fault, and chanted exactly, exactly." Mrs. Moore shivered, "A ghost!" But the idea of a... | "Have I really?" "I'm afraid so. Incredible, aren't they, even the best of them? They're all they all forget their back collar studs sooner or later. You've had to do with three sets of Indians to-day, the Bhattacharyas, Aziz, and this chap, and it really isn't a coincidence that they've all let you down." "I like Aziz... | pepul and cut the branch off, the Hindus protested, there was a religious riot, and Heaven knew what, with perhaps the troops sent for. There had been deputations and conciliation committees under the auspices of Turton, and all the normal work of Chandrapore had been hung up. Should the procession take another route, ... | opening the perforated zinc door that protected the bungalow from the swarms of winged creatures. The noise woke the mater up. She had been dreaming of the absent children who were so seldom mentioned, Ralph and Stella, and did not at first grasp what was required of her. She too had become used to thoughtful procrasti... | public affairs. You've seen in him our show Indian." "Have I really?" "I'm afraid so. Incredible, aren't they, even the best of them? They're all they all forget their back collar studs sooner or later. You've had to do with three sets of Indians to-day, the Bhattacharyas, Aziz, and this chap, and it really isn't a coi... | A Passage To India |
Krishna was the peon who should have brought the files from his office. He had not turned up, and a terrific row ensued. Ronny stormed, shouted, howled, and only the experienced observer could tell that he was not angry, did not much want the files, and only made a row because it was the custom. Servants, quite underst... | No speaker | on with my work. Krishna!"<|quote|>Krishna was the peon who should have brought the files from his office. He had not turned up, and a terrific row ensued. Ronny stormed, shouted, howled, and only the experienced observer could tell that he was not angry, did not much want the files, and only made a row because it was ... | . But I must get on with my work. Krishna!"<|quote|>Krishna was the peon who should have brought the files from his office. He had not turned up, and a terrific row ensued. Ronny stormed, shouted, howled, and only the experienced observer could tell that he was not angry, did not much want the files, and only made a ro... | nothing criminal," Ronny summed up, "but there's the native, and there's one of the reasons why we don't admit him to our clubs, and how a decent girl like Miss Derek can take service under natives puzzles me. . . . But I must get on with my work. Krishna!"<|quote|>Krishna was the peon who should have brought the files... | exactly, exactly." Mrs. Moore shivered, "A ghost!" But the idea of a ghost scarcely passed her lips. The young people did not take it up, being occupied with their own outlooks, and deprived of support it perished, or was reabsorbed into the part of the mind that seldom speaks. "Yes, nothing criminal," Ronny summed up,... | isn't a coincidence that they've all let you down." "I like Aziz, Aziz is my real friend," Mrs. Moore interposed. "When the animal runs into us the Nawab loses his head, deserts his unfortunate chauffeur, intrudes upon Miss Derek . . . no great crimes, no great crimes, but no white man would have done it." "What animal... | hung up. Should the procession take another route, or should the towers be shorter? The Mohammedans offered the former, the Hindus insisted on the latter. The Collector had favoured the Hindus, until he suspected that they had artificially bent the tree nearer the ground. They said it sagged naturally. Measurements, pl... | required of her. She too had become used to thoughtful procrastination, and felt alarmed when it came to an end. When the announcement was over, he made a gracious and honest remark. "Look here, both of you, see India if you like and as you like I know I made myself rather ridiculous at Fielding's, but . . . it's diffe... | he had worked. Mohurram was approaching, and as usual the Chandrapore Mohammedans were building paper towers of a size too large to pass under the branches of a certain pepul tree. One knew what happened next; the tower stuck, a Mohammedan climbed up the pepul and cut the branch off, the Hindus protested, there was a r... | A Passage To India |
"Will you play Patience with your future mother-in-law, dear Adela, or does it seem too tame?" | Mrs. Moore | arrears in the next room.<|quote|>"Will you play Patience with your future mother-in-law, dear Adela, or does it seem too tame?"</|quote|>"I should like to I | and sat down to his arrears in the next room.<|quote|>"Will you play Patience with your future mother-in-law, dear Adela, or does it seem too tame?"</|quote|>"I should like to I don't feel a bit excited | only made a row because it was the custom. Servants, quite understanding, ran slowly in circles, carrying hurricane lamps. Krishna the earth, Krishna the stars replied, until the Englishman was appeased by their echoes, fined the absent peon eight annas, and sat down to his arrears in the next room.<|quote|>"Will you p... | with my work. Krishna!" Krishna was the peon who should have brought the files from his office. He had not turned up, and a terrific row ensued. Ronny stormed, shouted, howled, and only the experienced observer could tell that he was not angry, did not much want the files, and only made a row because it was the custom.... | our fault, and chanted exactly, exactly." Mrs. Moore shivered, "A ghost!" But the idea of a ghost scarcely passed her lips. The young people did not take it up, being occupied with their own outlooks, and deprived of support it perished, or was reabsorbed into the part of the mind that seldom speaks. "Yes, nothing crim... | keep the peace, and now that Adela had promised to be his wife, she was sure to understand. "What does our old gentleman of the car think?" she asked, and her negligent tone was exactly what he desired. "Our old gentleman is helpful and sound, as he always is over public affairs. You've seen in him our show Indian." "H... | a happy marriage means, and of her own happy marriages, one of which had produced Ronny. Adela's parents had also been happily married, and excellent it was to see the incident repeated by the younger generation. On and on! the number of such unions would certainly increase as education spread and ideals grew loftier, ... | to understand. "What does our old gentleman of the car think?" she asked, and her negligent tone was exactly what he desired. "Our old gentleman is helpful and sound, as he always is over public affairs. You've seen in him our show Indian." "Have I really?" "I'm afraid so. Incredible, aren't they, even the best of them... | A Passage To India |
"I should like to I don't feel a bit excited I'm just glad it's settled up at last, but I'm not conscious of vast changes. We are all three the same people still." | Adela Quested | does it seem too tame?"<|quote|>"I should like to I don't feel a bit excited I'm just glad it's settled up at last, but I'm not conscious of vast changes. We are all three the same people still."</|quote|>"That's much the best feeling | future mother-in-law, dear Adela, or does it seem too tame?"<|quote|>"I should like to I don't feel a bit excited I'm just glad it's settled up at last, but I'm not conscious of vast changes. We are all three the same people still."</|quote|>"That's much the best feeling to have." She dealt out | carrying hurricane lamps. Krishna the earth, Krishna the stars replied, until the Englishman was appeased by their echoes, fined the absent peon eight annas, and sat down to his arrears in the next room. "Will you play Patience with your future mother-in-law, dear Adela, or does it seem too tame?"<|quote|>"I should lik... | office. He had not turned up, and a terrific row ensued. Ronny stormed, shouted, howled, and only the experienced observer could tell that he was not angry, did not much want the files, and only made a row because it was the custom. Servants, quite understanding, ran slowly in circles, carrying hurricane lamps. Krishna... | ghost scarcely passed her lips. The young people did not take it up, being occupied with their own outlooks, and deprived of support it perished, or was reabsorbed into the part of the mind that seldom speaks. "Yes, nothing criminal," Ronny summed up, "but there's the native, and there's one of the reasons why we don't... | to understand. "What does our old gentleman of the car think?" she asked, and her negligent tone was exactly what he desired. "Our old gentleman is helpful and sound, as he always is over public affairs. You've seen in him our show Indian." "Have I really?" "I'm afraid so. Incredible, aren't they, even the best of them... | Adela's parents had also been happily married, and excellent it was to see the incident repeated by the younger generation. On and on! the number of such unions would certainly increase as education spread and ideals grew loftier, and characters firmer. But she was tired by her visit to Government College, her feet ach... | work of Chandrapore had been hung up. Should the procession take another route, or should the towers be shorter? The Mohammedans offered the former, the Hindus insisted on the latter. The Collector had favoured the Hindus, until he suspected that they had artificially bent the tree nearer the ground. They said it sagge... | A Passage To India |
"That's much the best feeling to have." | Mrs. Moore | three the same people still."<|quote|>"That's much the best feeling to have."</|quote|>She dealt out the first | vast changes. We are all three the same people still."<|quote|>"That's much the best feeling to have."</|quote|>She dealt out the first row of "demon." "I suppose | room. "Will you play Patience with your future mother-in-law, dear Adela, or does it seem too tame?" "I should like to I don't feel a bit excited I'm just glad it's settled up at last, but I'm not conscious of vast changes. We are all three the same people still."<|quote|>"That's much the best feeling to have."</|quote... | and only made a row because it was the custom. Servants, quite understanding, ran slowly in circles, carrying hurricane lamps. Krishna the earth, Krishna the stars replied, until the Englishman was appeased by their echoes, fined the absent peon eight annas, and sat down to his arrears in the next room. "Will you play ... | mind that seldom speaks. "Yes, nothing criminal," Ronny summed up, "but there's the native, and there's one of the reasons why we don't admit him to our clubs, and how a decent girl like Miss Derek can take service under natives puzzles me. . . . But I must get on with my work. Krishna!" Krishna was the peon who should... | over public affairs. You've seen in him our show Indian." "Have I really?" "I'm afraid so. Incredible, aren't they, even the best of them? They're all they all forget their back collar studs sooner or later. You've had to do with three sets of Indians to-day, the Bhattacharyas, Aziz, and this chap, and it really isn't ... | spread and ideals grew loftier, and characters firmer. But she was tired by her visit to Government College, her feet ached, Mr. Fielding had walked too fast and far, the young people had annoyed her in the tum-tum, and given her to suppose they were breaking with each other, and though it was all right now she could n... | sent for. There had been deputations and conciliation committees under the auspices of Turton, and all the normal work of Chandrapore had been hung up. Should the procession take another route, or should the towers be shorter? The Mohammedans offered the former, the Hindus insisted on the latter. The Collector had favo... | A Passage To India |
She dealt out the first row of "demon." | No speaker | the best feeling to have."<|quote|>She dealt out the first row of "demon."</|quote|>"I suppose so," said the | same people still." "That's much the best feeling to have."<|quote|>She dealt out the first row of "demon."</|quote|>"I suppose so," said the girl thoughtfully. "I feared at | future mother-in-law, dear Adela, or does it seem too tame?" "I should like to I don't feel a bit excited I'm just glad it's settled up at last, but I'm not conscious of vast changes. We are all three the same people still." "That's much the best feeling to have."<|quote|>She dealt out the first row of "demon."</|quote... | was the custom. Servants, quite understanding, ran slowly in circles, carrying hurricane lamps. Krishna the earth, Krishna the stars replied, until the Englishman was appeased by their echoes, fined the absent peon eight annas, and sat down to his arrears in the next room. "Will you play Patience with your future mothe... | Ronny summed up, "but there's the native, and there's one of the reasons why we don't admit him to our clubs, and how a decent girl like Miss Derek can take service under natives puzzles me. . . . But I must get on with my work. Krishna!" Krishna was the peon who should have brought the files from his office. He had no... | our show Indian." "Have I really?" "I'm afraid so. Incredible, aren't they, even the best of them? They're all they all forget their back collar studs sooner or later. You've had to do with three sets of Indians to-day, the Bhattacharyas, Aziz, and this chap, and it really isn't a coincidence that they've all let you d... | firmer. But she was tired by her visit to Government College, her feet ached, Mr. Fielding had walked too fast and far, the young people had annoyed her in the tum-tum, and given her to suppose they were breaking with each other, and though it was all right now she could not speak as enthusiastically of wedlock or of a... | the Hindus insisted on the latter. The Collector had favoured the Hindus, until he suspected that they had artificially bent the tree nearer the ground. They said it sagged naturally. Measurements, plans, an official visit to the spot. But Ronny had not disliked his day, for it proved that the British were necessary to... | A Passage To India |
"I suppose so," | Adela Quested | the first row of "demon."<|quote|>"I suppose so,"</|quote|>said the girl thoughtfully. "I | to have." She dealt out the first row of "demon."<|quote|>"I suppose so,"</|quote|>said the girl thoughtfully. "I feared at Mr. Fielding's that | too tame?" "I should like to I don't feel a bit excited I'm just glad it's settled up at last, but I'm not conscious of vast changes. We are all three the same people still." "That's much the best feeling to have." She dealt out the first row of "demon."<|quote|>"I suppose so,"</|quote|>said the girl thoughtfully. "I f... | in circles, carrying hurricane lamps. Krishna the earth, Krishna the stars replied, until the Englishman was appeased by their echoes, fined the absent peon eight annas, and sat down to his arrears in the next room. "Will you play Patience with your future mother-in-law, dear Adela, or does it seem too tame?" "I should... | there's one of the reasons why we don't admit him to our clubs, and how a decent girl like Miss Derek can take service under natives puzzles me. . . . But I must get on with my work. Krishna!" Krishna was the peon who should have brought the files from his office. He had not turned up, and a terrific row ensued. Ronny ... | so. Incredible, aren't they, even the best of them? They're all they all forget their back collar studs sooner or later. You've had to do with three sets of Indians to-day, the Bhattacharyas, Aziz, and this chap, and it really isn't a coincidence that they've all let you down." "I like Aziz, Aziz is my real friend," Mr... | to Government College, her feet ached, Mr. Fielding had walked too fast and far, the young people had annoyed her in the tum-tum, and given her to suppose they were breaking with each other, and though it was all right now she could not speak as enthusiastically of wedlock or of anything as she should have done. Ronny ... | artificially bent the tree nearer the ground. They said it sagged naturally. Measurements, plans, an official visit to the spot. But Ronny had not disliked his day, for it proved that the British were necessary to India; there would certainly have been bloodshed without them. His voice grew complacent again; he was her... | A Passage To India |
said the girl thoughtfully. | No speaker | of "demon." "I suppose so,"<|quote|>said the girl thoughtfully.</|quote|>"I feared at Mr. Fielding's | dealt out the first row of "demon." "I suppose so,"<|quote|>said the girl thoughtfully.</|quote|>"I feared at Mr. Fielding's that it might be settled | should like to I don't feel a bit excited I'm just glad it's settled up at last, but I'm not conscious of vast changes. We are all three the same people still." "That's much the best feeling to have." She dealt out the first row of "demon." "I suppose so,"<|quote|>said the girl thoughtfully.</|quote|>"I feared at Mr. F... | hurricane lamps. Krishna the earth, Krishna the stars replied, until the Englishman was appeased by their echoes, fined the absent peon eight annas, and sat down to his arrears in the next room. "Will you play Patience with your future mother-in-law, dear Adela, or does it seem too tame?" "I should like to I don't feel... | the reasons why we don't admit him to our clubs, and how a decent girl like Miss Derek can take service under natives puzzles me. . . . But I must get on with my work. Krishna!" Krishna was the peon who should have brought the files from his office. He had not turned up, and a terrific row ensued. Ronny stormed, shoute... | they, even the best of them? They're all they all forget their back collar studs sooner or later. You've had to do with three sets of Indians to-day, the Bhattacharyas, Aziz, and this chap, and it really isn't a coincidence that they've all let you down." "I like Aziz, Aziz is my real friend," Mrs. Moore interposed. "W... | her feet ached, Mr. Fielding had walked too fast and far, the young people had annoyed her in the tum-tum, and given her to suppose they were breaking with each other, and though it was all right now she could not speak as enthusiastically of wedlock or of anything as she should have done. Ronny was suited, now she mus... | was sure to understand. "What does our old gentleman of the car think?" she asked, and her negligent tone was exactly what he desired. "Our old gentleman is helpful and sound, as he always is over public affairs. You've seen in him our show Indian." "Have I really?" "I'm afraid so. Incredible, aren't they, even the bes... | A Passage To India |
"I feared at Mr. Fielding's that it might be settled the other way . . . black knave on a red queen. . . ." | Mrs. Moore | so," said the girl thoughtfully.<|quote|>"I feared at Mr. Fielding's that it might be settled the other way . . . black knave on a red queen. . . ."</|quote|>They chatted gently about the | row of "demon." "I suppose so," said the girl thoughtfully.<|quote|>"I feared at Mr. Fielding's that it might be settled the other way . . . black knave on a red queen. . . ."</|quote|>They chatted gently about the game. Presently Adela said: "You | don't feel a bit excited I'm just glad it's settled up at last, but I'm not conscious of vast changes. We are all three the same people still." "That's much the best feeling to have." She dealt out the first row of "demon." "I suppose so," said the girl thoughtfully.<|quote|>"I feared at Mr. Fielding's that it might be... | earth, Krishna the stars replied, until the Englishman was appeased by their echoes, fined the absent peon eight annas, and sat down to his arrears in the next room. "Will you play Patience with your future mother-in-law, dear Adela, or does it seem too tame?" "I should like to I don't feel a bit excited I'm just glad ... | don't admit him to our clubs, and how a decent girl like Miss Derek can take service under natives puzzles me. . . . But I must get on with my work. Krishna!" Krishna was the peon who should have brought the files from his office. He had not turned up, and a terrific row ensued. Ronny stormed, shouted, howled, and only... | of them? They're all they all forget their back collar studs sooner or later. You've had to do with three sets of Indians to-day, the Bhattacharyas, Aziz, and this chap, and it really isn't a coincidence that they've all let you down." "I like Aziz, Aziz is my real friend," Mrs. Moore interposed. "When the animal runs ... | Fielding had walked too fast and far, the young people had annoyed her in the tum-tum, and given her to suppose they were breaking with each other, and though it was all right now she could not speak as enthusiastically of wedlock or of anything as she should have done. Ronny was suited, now she must go home and help t... | Moore interposed. "When the animal runs into us the Nawab loses his head, deserts his unfortunate chauffeur, intrudes upon Miss Derek . . . no great crimes, no great crimes, but no white man would have done it." "What animal?" "Oh, we had a small accident on the Marabar road. Adela thinks it was a hyena." "An accident?... | A Passage To India |
They chatted gently about the game. Presently Adela said: | No speaker | red queen. . . ."<|quote|>They chatted gently about the game. Presently Adela said:</|quote|>"You heard me tell Aziz | . black knave on a red queen. . . ."<|quote|>They chatted gently about the game. Presently Adela said:</|quote|>"You heard me tell Aziz and Godbole I wasn't stopping | same people still." "That's much the best feeling to have." She dealt out the first row of "demon." "I suppose so," said the girl thoughtfully. "I feared at Mr. Fielding's that it might be settled the other way . . . black knave on a red queen. . . ."<|quote|>They chatted gently about the game. Presently Adela said:</|... | in the next room. "Will you play Patience with your future mother-in-law, dear Adela, or does it seem too tame?" "I should like to I don't feel a bit excited I'm just glad it's settled up at last, but I'm not conscious of vast changes. We are all three the same people still." "That's much the best feeling to have." She... | I must get on with my work. Krishna!" Krishna was the peon who should have brought the files from his office. He had not turned up, and a terrific row ensued. Ronny stormed, shouted, howled, and only the experienced observer could tell that he was not angry, did not much want the files, and only made a row because it w... | Bhattacharyas, Aziz, and this chap, and it really isn't a coincidence that they've all let you down." "I like Aziz, Aziz is my real friend," Mrs. Moore interposed. "When the animal runs into us the Nawab loses his head, deserts his unfortunate chauffeur, intrudes upon Miss Derek . . . no great crimes, no great crimes, ... | each other, and though it was all right now she could not speak as enthusiastically of wedlock or of anything as she should have done. Ronny was suited, now she must go home and help the others, if they wished. She was past marrying herself, even unhappily; her function was to help others, her reward to be informed tha... | Adela had promised to be his wife, she was sure to understand. "What does our old gentleman of the car think?" she asked, and her negligent tone was exactly what he desired. "Our old gentleman is helpful and sound, as he always is over public affairs. You've seen in him our show Indian." "Have I really?" "I'm afraid so... | A Passage To India |
"You heard me tell Aziz and Godbole I wasn't stopping in their country. I didn't mean it, so why did I say it? I feel I haven't been frank enough, attentive enough, or something. It's as if I got everything out of proportion. You have been so very good to me, and I meant to be good when I sailed, but somehow I haven't ... | Adela Quested | the game. Presently Adela said:<|quote|>"You heard me tell Aziz and Godbole I wasn't stopping in their country. I didn't mean it, so why did I say it? I feel I haven't been frank enough, attentive enough, or something. It's as if I got everything out of proportion. You have been so very good to me, and I meant to be go... | ." They chatted gently about the game. Presently Adela said:<|quote|>"You heard me tell Aziz and Godbole I wasn't stopping in their country. I didn't mean it, so why did I say it? I feel I haven't been frank enough, attentive enough, or something. It's as if I got everything out of proportion. You have been so very goo... | have." She dealt out the first row of "demon." "I suppose so," said the girl thoughtfully. "I feared at Mr. Fielding's that it might be settled the other way . . . black knave on a red queen. . . ." They chatted gently about the game. Presently Adela said:<|quote|>"You heard me tell Aziz and Godbole I wasn't stopping i... | your future mother-in-law, dear Adela, or does it seem too tame?" "I should like to I don't feel a bit excited I'm just glad it's settled up at last, but I'm not conscious of vast changes. We are all three the same people still." "That's much the best feeling to have." She dealt out the first row of "demon." "I suppose... | was the peon who should have brought the files from his office. He had not turned up, and a terrific row ensued. Ronny stormed, shouted, howled, and only the experienced observer could tell that he was not angry, did not much want the files, and only made a row because it was the custom. Servants, quite understanding, ... | a coincidence that they've all let you down." "I like Aziz, Aziz is my real friend," Mrs. Moore interposed. "When the animal runs into us the Nawab loses his head, deserts his unfortunate chauffeur, intrudes upon Miss Derek . . . no great crimes, no great crimes, but no white man would have done it." "What animal?" "Oh... | she could not speak as enthusiastically of wedlock or of anything as she should have done. Ronny was suited, now she must go home and help the others, if they wished. She was past marrying herself, even unhappily; her function was to help others, her reward to be informed that she was sympathetic. Elderly ladies must n... | Adela thinks it was a hyena." "An accident?" she cried. "Nothing; no one hurt. Our excellent host awoke much rattled from his dreams, appeared to think it was our fault, and chanted exactly, exactly." Mrs. Moore shivered, "A ghost!" But the idea of a ghost scarcely passed her lips. The young people did not take it up, ... | A Passage To India |
She continued to lay out her cards. The words were obscure, but she understood the uneasiness that produced them. She had experienced it twice herself, during her own engagements this vague contrition and doubt. All had come right enough afterwards and doubtless would this time marriage makes most things right enough. | No speaker | is the use of existing?"<|quote|>She continued to lay out her cards. The words were obscure, but she understood the uneasiness that produced them. She had experienced it twice herself, during her own engagements this vague contrition and doubt. All had come right enough afterwards and doubtless would this time marriage... | one isn't absolutely honest, what is the use of existing?"<|quote|>She continued to lay out her cards. The words were obscure, but she understood the uneasiness that produced them. She had experienced it twice herself, during her own engagements this vague contrition and doubt. All had come right enough afterwards and ... | enough, or something. It's as if I got everything out of proportion. You have been so very good to me, and I meant to be good when I sailed, but somehow I haven't been. . . . Mrs. Moore, if one isn't absolutely honest, what is the use of existing?"<|quote|>She continued to lay out her cards. The words were obscure, but... | . black knave on a red queen. . . ." They chatted gently about the game. Presently Adela said: "You heard me tell Aziz and Godbole I wasn't stopping in their country. I didn't mean it, so why did I say it? I feel I haven't been frank enough, attentive enough, or something. It's as if I got everything out of proportion.... | absent peon eight annas, and sat down to his arrears in the next room. "Will you play Patience with your future mother-in-law, dear Adela, or does it seem too tame?" "I should like to I don't feel a bit excited I'm just glad it's settled up at last, but I'm not conscious of vast changes. We are all three the same peopl... | Our excellent host awoke much rattled from his dreams, appeared to think it was our fault, and chanted exactly, exactly." Mrs. Moore shivered, "A ghost!" But the idea of a ghost scarcely passed her lips. The young people did not take it up, being occupied with their own outlooks, and deprived of support it perished, or... | and Ronny reviewed and recounted the day from his own point of view. It was a different day from the women's, because while they had enjoyed themselves or thought, he had worked. Mohurram was approaching, and as usual the Chandrapore Mohammedans were building paper towers of a size too large to pass under the branches ... | even the best of them? They're all they all forget their back collar studs sooner or later. You've had to do with three sets of Indians to-day, the Bhattacharyas, Aziz, and this chap, and it really isn't a coincidence that they've all let you down." "I like Aziz, Aziz is my real friend," Mrs. Moore interposed. "When th... | A Passage To India |
"I wouldn't worry," | Mrs. Moore | makes most things right enough.<|quote|>"I wouldn't worry,"</|quote|>she said. "It's partly the | doubtless would this time marriage makes most things right enough.<|quote|>"I wouldn't worry,"</|quote|>she said. "It's partly the odd surroundings; you and I | continued to lay out her cards. The words were obscure, but she understood the uneasiness that produced them. She had experienced it twice herself, during her own engagements this vague contrition and doubt. All had come right enough afterwards and doubtless would this time marriage makes most things right enough.<|quo... | or something. It's as if I got everything out of proportion. You have been so very good to me, and I meant to be good when I sailed, but somehow I haven't been. . . . Mrs. Moore, if one isn't absolutely honest, what is the use of existing?" She continued to lay out her cards. The words were obscure, but she understood ... | conscious of vast changes. We are all three the same people still." "That's much the best feeling to have." She dealt out the first row of "demon." "I suppose so," said the girl thoughtfully. "I feared at Mr. Fielding's that it might be settled the other way . . . black knave on a red queen. . . ." They chatted gently ... | of support it perished, or was reabsorbed into the part of the mind that seldom speaks. "Yes, nothing criminal," Ronny summed up, "but there's the native, and there's one of the reasons why we don't admit him to our clubs, and how a decent girl like Miss Derek can take service under natives puzzles me. . . . But I must... | pass under the branches of a certain pepul tree. One knew what happened next; the tower stuck, a Mohammedan climbed up the pepul and cut the branch off, the Hindus protested, there was a religious riot, and Heaven knew what, with perhaps the troops sent for. There had been deputations and conciliation committees under ... | did not take it up, being occupied with their own outlooks, and deprived of support it perished, or was reabsorbed into the part of the mind that seldom speaks. "Yes, nothing criminal," Ronny summed up, "but there's the native, and there's one of the reasons why we don't admit him to our clubs, and how a decent girl li... | A Passage To India |
she said. | No speaker | right enough. "I wouldn't worry,"<|quote|>she said.</|quote|>"It's partly the odd surroundings; | time marriage makes most things right enough. "I wouldn't worry,"<|quote|>she said.</|quote|>"It's partly the odd surroundings; you and I keep on | out her cards. The words were obscure, but she understood the uneasiness that produced them. She had experienced it twice herself, during her own engagements this vague contrition and doubt. All had come right enough afterwards and doubtless would this time marriage makes most things right enough. "I wouldn't worry,"<|... | as if I got everything out of proportion. You have been so very good to me, and I meant to be good when I sailed, but somehow I haven't been. . . . Mrs. Moore, if one isn't absolutely honest, what is the use of existing?" She continued to lay out her cards. The words were obscure, but she understood the uneasiness that... | changes. We are all three the same people still." "That's much the best feeling to have." She dealt out the first row of "demon." "I suppose so," said the girl thoughtfully. "I feared at Mr. Fielding's that it might be settled the other way . . . black knave on a red queen. . . ." They chatted gently about the game. Pr... | perished, or was reabsorbed into the part of the mind that seldom speaks. "Yes, nothing criminal," Ronny summed up, "but there's the native, and there's one of the reasons why we don't admit him to our clubs, and how a decent girl like Miss Derek can take service under natives puzzles me. . . . But I must get on with m... | branches of a certain pepul tree. One knew what happened next; the tower stuck, a Mohammedan climbed up the pepul and cut the branch off, the Hindus protested, there was a religious riot, and Heaven knew what, with perhaps the troops sent for. There had been deputations and conciliation committees under the auspices of... | Mrs. Moore interposed. "When the animal runs into us the Nawab loses his head, deserts his unfortunate chauffeur, intrudes upon Miss Derek . . . no great crimes, no great crimes, but no white man would have done it." "What animal?" "Oh, we had a small accident on the Marabar road. Adela thinks it was a hyena." "An acci... | A Passage To India |
"It's partly the odd surroundings; you and I keep on attending to trifles instead of what's important; we are what the people here call new.'" | Mrs. Moore | "I wouldn't worry," she said.<|quote|>"It's partly the odd surroundings; you and I keep on attending to trifles instead of what's important; we are what the people here call new.'"</|quote|>"You mean that my bothers | makes most things right enough. "I wouldn't worry," she said.<|quote|>"It's partly the odd surroundings; you and I keep on attending to trifles instead of what's important; we are what the people here call new.'"</|quote|>"You mean that my bothers are mixed up with India?" | cards. The words were obscure, but she understood the uneasiness that produced them. She had experienced it twice herself, during her own engagements this vague contrition and doubt. All had come right enough afterwards and doubtless would this time marriage makes most things right enough. "I wouldn't worry," she said.... | I got everything out of proportion. You have been so very good to me, and I meant to be good when I sailed, but somehow I haven't been. . . . Mrs. Moore, if one isn't absolutely honest, what is the use of existing?" She continued to lay out her cards. The words were obscure, but she understood the uneasiness that produ... | are all three the same people still." "That's much the best feeling to have." She dealt out the first row of "demon." "I suppose so," said the girl thoughtfully. "I feared at Mr. Fielding's that it might be settled the other way . . . black knave on a red queen. . . ." They chatted gently about the game. Presently Adel... | was reabsorbed into the part of the mind that seldom speaks. "Yes, nothing criminal," Ronny summed up, "but there's the native, and there's one of the reasons why we don't admit him to our clubs, and how a decent girl like Miss Derek can take service under natives puzzles me. . . . But I must get on with my work. Krish... | a certain pepul tree. One knew what happened next; the tower stuck, a Mohammedan climbed up the pepul and cut the branch off, the Hindus protested, there was a religious riot, and Heaven knew what, with perhaps the troops sent for. There had been deputations and conciliation committees under the auspices of Turton, and... | we had a small accident on the Marabar road. Adela thinks it was a hyena." "An accident?" she cried. "Nothing; no one hurt. Our excellent host awoke much rattled from his dreams, appeared to think it was our fault, and chanted exactly, exactly." Mrs. Moore shivered, "A ghost!" But the idea of a ghost scarcely passed he... | A Passage To India |
"You mean that my bothers are mixed up with India?" | Adela Quested | the people here call new.'"<|quote|>"You mean that my bothers are mixed up with India?"</|quote|>"India's" She stopped. "What made | what's important; we are what the people here call new.'"<|quote|>"You mean that my bothers are mixed up with India?"</|quote|>"India's" She stopped. "What made you call it a ghost?" | contrition and doubt. All had come right enough afterwards and doubtless would this time marriage makes most things right enough. "I wouldn't worry," she said. "It's partly the odd surroundings; you and I keep on attending to trifles instead of what's important; we are what the people here call new.'"<|quote|>"You mean... | I haven't been. . . . Mrs. Moore, if one isn't absolutely honest, what is the use of existing?" She continued to lay out her cards. The words were obscure, but she understood the uneasiness that produced them. She had experienced it twice herself, during her own engagements this vague contrition and doubt. All had come... | said the girl thoughtfully. "I feared at Mr. Fielding's that it might be settled the other way . . . black knave on a red queen. . . ." They chatted gently about the game. Presently Adela said: "You heard me tell Aziz and Godbole I wasn't stopping in their country. I didn't mean it, so why did I say it? I feel I haven'... | the reasons why we don't admit him to our clubs, and how a decent girl like Miss Derek can take service under natives puzzles me. . . . But I must get on with my work. Krishna!" Krishna was the peon who should have brought the files from his office. He had not turned up, and a terrific row ensued. Ronny stormed, shoute... | protested, there was a religious riot, and Heaven knew what, with perhaps the troops sent for. There had been deputations and conciliation committees under the auspices of Turton, and all the normal work of Chandrapore had been hung up. Should the procession take another route, or should the towers be shorter? The Moha... | great crimes, no great crimes, but no white man would have done it." "What animal?" "Oh, we had a small accident on the Marabar road. Adela thinks it was a hyena." "An accident?" she cried. "Nothing; no one hurt. Our excellent host awoke much rattled from his dreams, appeared to think it was our fault, and chanted exac... | A Passage To India |
"India's" | Mrs. Moore | are mixed up with India?"<|quote|>"India's"</|quote|>She stopped. "What made you | "You mean that my bothers are mixed up with India?"<|quote|>"India's"</|quote|>She stopped. "What made you call it a ghost?" "Call | doubtless would this time marriage makes most things right enough. "I wouldn't worry," she said. "It's partly the odd surroundings; you and I keep on attending to trifles instead of what's important; we are what the people here call new.'" "You mean that my bothers are mixed up with India?"<|quote|>"India's"</|quote|>S... | isn't absolutely honest, what is the use of existing?" She continued to lay out her cards. The words were obscure, but she understood the uneasiness that produced them. She had experienced it twice herself, during her own engagements this vague contrition and doubt. All had come right enough afterwards and doubtless wo... | it might be settled the other way . . . black knave on a red queen. . . ." They chatted gently about the game. Presently Adela said: "You heard me tell Aziz and Godbole I wasn't stopping in their country. I didn't mean it, so why did I say it? I feel I haven't been frank enough, attentive enough, or something. It's as ... | and how a decent girl like Miss Derek can take service under natives puzzles me. . . . But I must get on with my work. Krishna!" Krishna was the peon who should have brought the files from his office. He had not turned up, and a terrific row ensued. Ronny stormed, shouted, howled, and only the experienced observer coul... | with perhaps the troops sent for. There had been deputations and conciliation committees under the auspices of Turton, and all the normal work of Chandrapore had been hung up. Should the procession take another route, or should the towers be shorter? The Mohammedans offered the former, the Hindus insisted on the latter... | stars replied, until the Englishman was appeased by their echoes, fined the absent peon eight annas, and sat down to his arrears in the next room. "Will you play Patience with your future mother-in-law, dear Adela, or does it seem too tame?" "I should like to I don't feel a bit excited I'm just glad it's settled up at ... | A Passage To India |
She stopped. | No speaker | mixed up with India?" "India's"<|quote|>She stopped.</|quote|>"What made you call it | mean that my bothers are mixed up with India?" "India's"<|quote|>She stopped.</|quote|>"What made you call it a ghost?" "Call what a | would this time marriage makes most things right enough. "I wouldn't worry," she said. "It's partly the odd surroundings; you and I keep on attending to trifles instead of what's important; we are what the people here call new.'" "You mean that my bothers are mixed up with India?" "India's"<|quote|>She stopped.</|quote... | absolutely honest, what is the use of existing?" She continued to lay out her cards. The words were obscure, but she understood the uneasiness that produced them. She had experienced it twice herself, during her own engagements this vague contrition and doubt. All had come right enough afterwards and doubtless would th... | might be settled the other way . . . black knave on a red queen. . . ." They chatted gently about the game. Presently Adela said: "You heard me tell Aziz and Godbole I wasn't stopping in their country. I didn't mean it, so why did I say it? I feel I haven't been frank enough, attentive enough, or something. It's as if ... | how a decent girl like Miss Derek can take service under natives puzzles me. . . . But I must get on with my work. Krishna!" Krishna was the peon who should have brought the files from his office. He had not turned up, and a terrific row ensued. Ronny stormed, shouted, howled, and only the experienced observer could te... | perhaps the troops sent for. There had been deputations and conciliation committees under the auspices of Turton, and all the normal work of Chandrapore had been hung up. Should the procession take another route, or should the towers be shorter? The Mohammedans offered the former, the Hindus insisted on the latter. The... | sets of Indians to-day, the Bhattacharyas, Aziz, and this chap, and it really isn't a coincidence that they've all let you down." "I like Aziz, Aziz is my real friend," Mrs. Moore interposed. "When the animal runs into us the Nawab loses his head, deserts his unfortunate chauffeur, intrudes upon Miss Derek . . . no gre... | A Passage To India |
"What made you call it a ghost?" | Adela Quested | with India?" "India's" She stopped.<|quote|>"What made you call it a ghost?"</|quote|>"Call what a ghost?" "The | my bothers are mixed up with India?" "India's" She stopped.<|quote|>"What made you call it a ghost?"</|quote|>"Call what a ghost?" "The animal thing that hit us. | time marriage makes most things right enough. "I wouldn't worry," she said. "It's partly the odd surroundings; you and I keep on attending to trifles instead of what's important; we are what the people here call new.'" "You mean that my bothers are mixed up with India?" "India's" She stopped.<|quote|>"What made you cal... | what is the use of existing?" She continued to lay out her cards. The words were obscure, but she understood the uneasiness that produced them. She had experienced it twice herself, during her own engagements this vague contrition and doubt. All had come right enough afterwards and doubtless would this time marriage ma... | settled the other way . . . black knave on a red queen. . . ." They chatted gently about the game. Presently Adela said: "You heard me tell Aziz and Godbole I wasn't stopping in their country. I didn't mean it, so why did I say it? I feel I haven't been frank enough, attentive enough, or something. It's as if I got eve... | decent girl like Miss Derek can take service under natives puzzles me. . . . But I must get on with my work. Krishna!" Krishna was the peon who should have brought the files from his office. He had not turned up, and a terrific row ensued. Ronny stormed, shouted, howled, and only the experienced observer could tell tha... | troops sent for. There had been deputations and conciliation committees under the auspices of Turton, and all the normal work of Chandrapore had been hung up. Should the procession take another route, or should the towers be shorter? The Mohammedans offered the former, the Hindus insisted on the latter. The Collector h... | did not much want the files, and only made a row because it was the custom. Servants, quite understanding, ran slowly in circles, carrying hurricane lamps. Krishna the earth, Krishna the stars replied, until the Englishman was appeased by their echoes, fined the absent peon eight annas, and sat down to his arrears in t... | A Passage To India |
"Call what a ghost?" | Mrs. Moore | you call it a ghost?"<|quote|>"Call what a ghost?"</|quote|>"The animal thing that hit | "India's" She stopped. "What made you call it a ghost?"<|quote|>"Call what a ghost?"</|quote|>"The animal thing that hit us. Didn't you say Oh, | "I wouldn't worry," she said. "It's partly the odd surroundings; you and I keep on attending to trifles instead of what's important; we are what the people here call new.'" "You mean that my bothers are mixed up with India?" "India's" She stopped. "What made you call it a ghost?"<|quote|>"Call what a ghost?"</|quote|>"... | continued to lay out her cards. The words were obscure, but she understood the uneasiness that produced them. She had experienced it twice herself, during her own engagements this vague contrition and doubt. All had come right enough afterwards and doubtless would this time marriage makes most things right enough. "I w... | black knave on a red queen. . . ." They chatted gently about the game. Presently Adela said: "You heard me tell Aziz and Godbole I wasn't stopping in their country. I didn't mean it, so why did I say it? I feel I haven't been frank enough, attentive enough, or something. It's as if I got everything out of proportion. Y... | service under natives puzzles me. . . . But I must get on with my work. Krishna!" Krishna was the peon who should have brought the files from his office. He had not turned up, and a terrific row ensued. Ronny stormed, shouted, howled, and only the experienced observer could tell that he was not angry, did not much want... | and conciliation committees under the auspices of Turton, and all the normal work of Chandrapore had been hung up. Should the procession take another route, or should the towers be shorter? The Mohammedans offered the former, the Hindus insisted on the latter. The Collector had favoured the Hindus, until he suspected t... | stars replied, until the Englishman was appeased by their echoes, fined the absent peon eight annas, and sat down to his arrears in the next room. "Will you play Patience with your future mother-in-law, dear Adela, or does it seem too tame?" "I should like to I don't feel a bit excited I'm just glad it's settled up at ... | A Passage To India |
"The animal thing that hit us. Didn't you say Oh, a ghost,' in passing." | Adela Quested | ghost?" "Call what a ghost?"<|quote|>"The animal thing that hit us. Didn't you say Oh, a ghost,' in passing."</|quote|>"I couldn't have been thinking | made you call it a ghost?" "Call what a ghost?"<|quote|>"The animal thing that hit us. Didn't you say Oh, a ghost,' in passing."</|quote|>"I couldn't have been thinking of what I was saying." | said. "It's partly the odd surroundings; you and I keep on attending to trifles instead of what's important; we are what the people here call new.'" "You mean that my bothers are mixed up with India?" "India's" She stopped. "What made you call it a ghost?" "Call what a ghost?"<|quote|>"The animal thing that hit us. Did... | her cards. The words were obscure, but she understood the uneasiness that produced them. She had experienced it twice herself, during her own engagements this vague contrition and doubt. All had come right enough afterwards and doubtless would this time marriage makes most things right enough. "I wouldn't worry," she s... | red queen. . . ." They chatted gently about the game. Presently Adela said: "You heard me tell Aziz and Godbole I wasn't stopping in their country. I didn't mean it, so why did I say it? I feel I haven't been frank enough, attentive enough, or something. It's as if I got everything out of proportion. You have been so v... | me. . . . But I must get on with my work. Krishna!" Krishna was the peon who should have brought the files from his office. He had not turned up, and a terrific row ensued. Ronny stormed, shouted, howled, and only the experienced observer could tell that he was not angry, did not much want the files, and only made a ro... | the auspices of Turton, and all the normal work of Chandrapore had been hung up. Should the procession take another route, or should the towers be shorter? The Mohammedans offered the former, the Hindus insisted on the latter. The Collector had favoured the Hindus, until he suspected that they had artificially bent the... | chauffeur, intrudes upon Miss Derek . . . no great crimes, no great crimes, but no white man would have done it." "What animal?" "Oh, we had a small accident on the Marabar road. Adela thinks it was a hyena." "An accident?" she cried. "Nothing; no one hurt. Our excellent host awoke much rattled from his dreams, appeare... | A Passage To India |
"I couldn't have been thinking of what I was saying." | Mrs. Moore | Oh, a ghost,' in passing."<|quote|>"I couldn't have been thinking of what I was saying."</|quote|>"It was probably a hyena, | hit us. Didn't you say Oh, a ghost,' in passing."<|quote|>"I couldn't have been thinking of what I was saying."</|quote|>"It was probably a hyena, as a matter of fact." | instead of what's important; we are what the people here call new.'" "You mean that my bothers are mixed up with India?" "India's" She stopped. "What made you call it a ghost?" "Call what a ghost?" "The animal thing that hit us. Didn't you say Oh, a ghost,' in passing."<|quote|>"I couldn't have been thinking of what I ... | She had experienced it twice herself, during her own engagements this vague contrition and doubt. All had come right enough afterwards and doubtless would this time marriage makes most things right enough. "I wouldn't worry," she said. "It's partly the odd surroundings; you and I keep on attending to trifles instead of... | "You heard me tell Aziz and Godbole I wasn't stopping in their country. I didn't mean it, so why did I say it? I feel I haven't been frank enough, attentive enough, or something. It's as if I got everything out of proportion. You have been so very good to me, and I meant to be good when I sailed, but somehow I haven't ... | was the peon who should have brought the files from his office. He had not turned up, and a terrific row ensued. Ronny stormed, shouted, howled, and only the experienced observer could tell that he was not angry, did not much want the files, and only made a row because it was the custom. Servants, quite understanding, ... | up. Should the procession take another route, or should the towers be shorter? The Mohammedans offered the former, the Hindus insisted on the latter. The Collector had favoured the Hindus, until he suspected that they had artificially bent the tree nearer the ground. They said it sagged naturally. Measurements, plans, ... | don't admit him to our clubs, and how a decent girl like Miss Derek can take service under natives puzzles me. . . . But I must get on with my work. Krishna!" Krishna was the peon who should have brought the files from his office. He had not turned up, and a terrific row ensued. Ronny stormed, shouted, howled, and only... | A Passage To India |
"It was probably a hyena, as a matter of fact." | Adela Quested | of what I was saying."<|quote|>"It was probably a hyena, as a matter of fact."</|quote|>"Ah, very likely." And they | "I couldn't have been thinking of what I was saying."<|quote|>"It was probably a hyena, as a matter of fact."</|quote|>"Ah, very likely." And they went on with their Patience. | call new.'" "You mean that my bothers are mixed up with India?" "India's" She stopped. "What made you call it a ghost?" "Call what a ghost?" "The animal thing that hit us. Didn't you say Oh, a ghost,' in passing." "I couldn't have been thinking of what I was saying."<|quote|>"It was probably a hyena, as a matter of fac... | this vague contrition and doubt. All had come right enough afterwards and doubtless would this time marriage makes most things right enough. "I wouldn't worry," she said. "It's partly the odd surroundings; you and I keep on attending to trifles instead of what's important; we are what the people here call new.'" "You m... | in their country. I didn't mean it, so why did I say it? I feel I haven't been frank enough, attentive enough, or something. It's as if I got everything out of proportion. You have been so very good to me, and I meant to be good when I sailed, but somehow I haven't been. . . . Mrs. Moore, if one isn't absolutely honest... | his office. He had not turned up, and a terrific row ensued. Ronny stormed, shouted, howled, and only the experienced observer could tell that he was not angry, did not much want the files, and only made a row because it was the custom. Servants, quite understanding, ran slowly in circles, carrying hurricane lamps. Kri... | towers be shorter? The Mohammedans offered the former, the Hindus insisted on the latter. The Collector had favoured the Hindus, until he suspected that they had artificially bent the tree nearer the ground. They said it sagged naturally. Measurements, plans, an official visit to the spot. But Ronny had not disliked hi... | "I should like to I don't feel a bit excited I'm just glad it's settled up at last, but I'm not conscious of vast changes. We are all three the same people still." "That's much the best feeling to have." She dealt out the first row of "demon." "I suppose so," said the girl thoughtfully. "I feared at Mr. Fielding's that... | A Passage To India |
"Ah, very likely." | Mrs. Moore | as a matter of fact."<|quote|>"Ah, very likely."</|quote|>And they went on with | "It was probably a hyena, as a matter of fact."<|quote|>"Ah, very likely."</|quote|>And they went on with their Patience. Down in Chandrapore | with India?" "India's" She stopped. "What made you call it a ghost?" "Call what a ghost?" "The animal thing that hit us. Didn't you say Oh, a ghost,' in passing." "I couldn't have been thinking of what I was saying." "It was probably a hyena, as a matter of fact."<|quote|>"Ah, very likely."</|quote|>And they went on wi... | afterwards and doubtless would this time marriage makes most things right enough. "I wouldn't worry," she said. "It's partly the odd surroundings; you and I keep on attending to trifles instead of what's important; we are what the people here call new.'" "You mean that my bothers are mixed up with India?" "India's" She... | I say it? I feel I haven't been frank enough, attentive enough, or something. It's as if I got everything out of proportion. You have been so very good to me, and I meant to be good when I sailed, but somehow I haven't been. . . . Mrs. Moore, if one isn't absolutely honest, what is the use of existing?" She continued t... | row ensued. Ronny stormed, shouted, howled, and only the experienced observer could tell that he was not angry, did not much want the files, and only made a row because it was the custom. Servants, quite understanding, ran slowly in circles, carrying hurricane lamps. Krishna the earth, Krishna the stars replied, until ... | insisted on the latter. The Collector had favoured the Hindus, until he suspected that they had artificially bent the tree nearer the ground. They said it sagged naturally. Measurements, plans, an official visit to the spot. But Ronny had not disliked his day, for it proved that the British were necessary to India; the... | support it perished, or was reabsorbed into the part of the mind that seldom speaks. "Yes, nothing criminal," Ronny summed up, "but there's the native, and there's one of the reasons why we don't admit him to our clubs, and how a decent girl like Miss Derek can take service under natives puzzles me. . . . But I must ge... | A Passage To India |
And they went on with their Patience. Down in Chandrapore the Nawab Bahadur waited for his car. He sat behind his town house (a small unfurnished building which he rarely entered) in the midst of the little court that always improvises itself round Indians of position. As if turbans were the natural product of darkness... | No speaker | of fact." "Ah, very likely."<|quote|>And they went on with their Patience. Down in Chandrapore the Nawab Bahadur waited for his car. He sat behind his town house (a small unfurnished building which he rarely entered) in the midst of the little court that always improvises itself round Indians of position. As if turbans... | a hyena, as a matter of fact." "Ah, very likely."<|quote|>And they went on with their Patience. Down in Chandrapore the Nawab Bahadur waited for his car. He sat behind his town house (a small unfurnished building which he rarely entered) in the midst of the little court that always improvises itself round Indians of po... | She stopped. "What made you call it a ghost?" "Call what a ghost?" "The animal thing that hit us. Didn't you say Oh, a ghost,' in passing." "I couldn't have been thinking of what I was saying." "It was probably a hyena, as a matter of fact." "Ah, very likely."<|quote|>And they went on with their Patience. Down in Chand... | would this time marriage makes most things right enough. "I wouldn't worry," she said. "It's partly the odd surroundings; you and I keep on attending to trifles instead of what's important; we are what the people here call new.'" "You mean that my bothers are mixed up with India?" "India's" She stopped. "What made you ... | I feel I haven't been frank enough, attentive enough, or something. It's as if I got everything out of proportion. You have been so very good to me, and I meant to be good when I sailed, but somehow I haven't been. . . . Mrs. Moore, if one isn't absolutely honest, what is the use of existing?" She continued to lay out ... | stormed, shouted, howled, and only the experienced observer could tell that he was not angry, did not much want the files, and only made a row because it was the custom. Servants, quite understanding, ran slowly in circles, carrying hurricane lamps. Krishna the earth, Krishna the stars replied, until the Englishman was... | latter. The Collector had favoured the Hindus, until he suspected that they had artificially bent the tree nearer the ground. They said it sagged naturally. Measurements, plans, an official visit to the spot. But Ronny had not disliked his day, for it proved that the British were necessary to India; there would certain... | other way . . . black knave on a red queen. . . ." They chatted gently about the game. Presently Adela said: "You heard me tell Aziz and Godbole I wasn't stopping in their country. I didn't mean it, so why did I say it? I feel I haven't been frank enough, attentive enough, or something. It's as if I got everything out ... | A Passage To India |
"If I had been killed, what matter? it must happen sometime; but they who trusted me" | The Nawab Badahur | and honoured guests. He repeated,<|quote|>"If I had been killed, what matter? it must happen sometime; but they who trusted me"</|quote|>The company shuddered and invoked | the lives of two innocent and honoured guests. He repeated,<|quote|>"If I had been killed, what matter? it must happen sometime; but they who trusted me"</|quote|>The company shuddered and invoked the mercy of God. Only | of the English people knew of this, nor did the chauffeur; it was a racial secret communicable more by blood than speech. He spoke now in horror of the particular circumstances; he had led others into danger, he had risked the lives of two innocent and honoured guests. He repeated,<|quote|>"If I had been killed, what m... | him, and the man had been waiting for him ever since. The Nawab Bahadur was innocent before God and the Law, he had paid double the compensation necessary; but it was no use, the man continued to wait in an unspeakable form, close to the scene of his death. None of the English people knew of this, nor did the chauffeur... | they went on with their Patience. Down in Chandrapore the Nawab Bahadur waited for his car. He sat behind his town house (a small unfurnished building which he rarely entered) in the midst of the little court that always improvises itself round Indians of position. As if turbans were the natural product of darkness a f... | feel I haven't been frank enough, attentive enough, or something. It's as if I got everything out of proportion. You have been so very good to me, and I meant to be good when I sailed, but somehow I haven't been. . . . Mrs. Moore, if one isn't absolutely honest, what is the use of existing?" She continued to lay out he... | us the Nawab loses his head, deserts his unfortunate chauffeur, intrudes upon Miss Derek . . . no great crimes, no great crimes, but no white man would have done it." "What animal?" "Oh, we had a small accident on the Marabar road. Adela thinks it was a hyena." "An accident?" she cried. "Nothing; no one hurt. Our excel... | fined the absent peon eight annas, and sat down to his arrears in the next room. "Will you play Patience with your future mother-in-law, dear Adela, or does it seem too tame?" "I should like to I don't feel a bit excited I'm just glad it's settled up at last, but I'm not conscious of vast changes. We are all three the ... | A Passage To India |
The company shuddered and invoked the mercy of God. Only Aziz held aloof, because a personal experience restrained him: was it not by despising ghosts that he had come to know Mrs. Moore? | No speaker | but they who trusted me"<|quote|>The company shuddered and invoked the mercy of God. Only Aziz held aloof, because a personal experience restrained him: was it not by despising ghosts that he had come to know Mrs. Moore?</|quote|>"You know, Nureddin," he whispered | matter? it must happen sometime; but they who trusted me"<|quote|>The company shuddered and invoked the mercy of God. Only Aziz held aloof, because a personal experience restrained him: was it not by despising ghosts that he had come to know Mrs. Moore?</|quote|>"You know, Nureddin," he whispered to the grandson an eff... | communicable more by blood than speech. He spoke now in horror of the particular circumstances; he had led others into danger, he had risked the lives of two innocent and honoured guests. He repeated, "If I had been killed, what matter? it must happen sometime; but they who trusted me"<|quote|>The company shuddered and... | before God and the Law, he had paid double the compensation necessary; but it was no use, the man continued to wait in an unspeakable form, close to the scene of his death. None of the English people knew of this, nor did the chauffeur; it was a racial secret communicable more by blood than speech. He spoke now in horr... | He sat behind his town house (a small unfurnished building which he rarely entered) in the midst of the little court that always improvises itself round Indians of position. As if turbans were the natural product of darkness a fresh one would occasionally froth to the front, incline itself towards him, and retire. He w... | out of proportion. You have been so very good to me, and I meant to be good when I sailed, but somehow I haven't been. . . . Mrs. Moore, if one isn't absolutely honest, what is the use of existing?" She continued to lay out her cards. The words were obscure, but she understood the uneasiness that produced them. She had... | . no great crimes, no great crimes, but no white man would have done it." "What animal?" "Oh, we had a small accident on the Marabar road. Adela thinks it was a hyena." "An accident?" she cried. "Nothing; no one hurt. Our excellent host awoke much rattled from his dreams, appeared to think it was our fault, and chanted... | with their Patience. Down in Chandrapore the Nawab Bahadur waited for his car. He sat behind his town house (a small unfurnished building which he rarely entered) in the midst of the little court that always improvises itself round Indians of position. As if turbans were the natural product of darkness a fresh one woul... | A Passage To India |
"You know, Nureddin," | The Nawab Badahur | come to know Mrs. Moore?<|quote|>"You know, Nureddin,"</|quote|>he whispered to the grandson | despising ghosts that he had come to know Mrs. Moore?<|quote|>"You know, Nureddin,"</|quote|>he whispered to the grandson an effeminate youth whom he | repeated, "If I had been killed, what matter? it must happen sometime; but they who trusted me" The company shuddered and invoked the mercy of God. Only Aziz held aloof, because a personal experience restrained him: was it not by despising ghosts that he had come to know Mrs. Moore?<|quote|>"You know, Nureddin,"</|quot... | None of the English people knew of this, nor did the chauffeur; it was a racial secret communicable more by blood than speech. He spoke now in horror of the particular circumstances; he had led others into danger, he had risked the lives of two innocent and honoured guests. He repeated, "If I had been killed, what matt... | the natural product of darkness a fresh one would occasionally froth to the front, incline itself towards him, and retire. He was preoccupied, his diction was appropriate to a religious subject. Nine years previously, when first he had had a car, he had driven it over a drunken man and killed him, and the man had been ... | absolutely honest, what is the use of existing?" She continued to lay out her cards. The words were obscure, but she understood the uneasiness that produced them. She had experienced it twice herself, during her own engagements this vague contrition and doubt. All had come right enough afterwards and doubtless would th... | "An accident?" she cried. "Nothing; no one hurt. Our excellent host awoke much rattled from his dreams, appeared to think it was our fault, and chanted exactly, exactly." Mrs. Moore shivered, "A ghost!" But the idea of a ghost scarcely passed her lips. The young people did not take it up, being occupied with their own ... | town house (a small unfurnished building which he rarely entered) in the midst of the little court that always improvises itself round Indians of position. As if turbans were the natural product of darkness a fresh one would occasionally froth to the front, incline itself towards him, and retire. He was preoccupied, hi... | A Passage To India |
he whispered to the grandson an effeminate youth whom he seldom met, always liked, and invariably forgot | No speaker | Mrs. Moore? "You know, Nureddin,"<|quote|>he whispered to the grandson an effeminate youth whom he seldom met, always liked, and invariably forgot</|quote|>"you know, my dear fellow, | he had come to know Mrs. Moore? "You know, Nureddin,"<|quote|>he whispered to the grandson an effeminate youth whom he seldom met, always liked, and invariably forgot</|quote|>"you know, my dear fellow, we Moslems simply must get | had been killed, what matter? it must happen sometime; but they who trusted me" The company shuddered and invoked the mercy of God. Only Aziz held aloof, because a personal experience restrained him: was it not by despising ghosts that he had come to know Mrs. Moore? "You know, Nureddin,"<|quote|>he whispered to the gr... | English people knew of this, nor did the chauffeur; it was a racial secret communicable more by blood than speech. He spoke now in horror of the particular circumstances; he had led others into danger, he had risked the lives of two innocent and honoured guests. He repeated, "If I had been killed, what matter? it must ... | of darkness a fresh one would occasionally froth to the front, incline itself towards him, and retire. He was preoccupied, his diction was appropriate to a religious subject. Nine years previously, when first he had had a car, he had driven it over a drunken man and killed him, and the man had been waiting for him ever... | is the use of existing?" She continued to lay out her cards. The words were obscure, but she understood the uneasiness that produced them. She had experienced it twice herself, during her own engagements this vague contrition and doubt. All had come right enough afterwards and doubtless would this time marriage makes m... | cried. "Nothing; no one hurt. Our excellent host awoke much rattled from his dreams, appeared to think it was our fault, and chanted exactly, exactly." Mrs. Moore shivered, "A ghost!" But the idea of a ghost scarcely passed her lips. The young people did not take it up, being occupied with their own outlooks, and depri... | queen. . . ." They chatted gently about the game. Presently Adela said: "You heard me tell Aziz and Godbole I wasn't stopping in their country. I didn't mean it, so why did I say it? I feel I haven't been frank enough, attentive enough, or something. It's as if I got everything out of proportion. You have been so very ... | A Passage To India |
"you know, my dear fellow, we Moslems simply must get rid of these superstitions, or India will never advance. How long must I hear of the savage pig upon the Marabar Road?" | The Nawab Badahur | always liked, and invariably forgot<|quote|>"you know, my dear fellow, we Moslems simply must get rid of these superstitions, or India will never advance. How long must I hear of the savage pig upon the Marabar Road?"</|quote|>Nureddin looked down. Aziz continued: | youth whom he seldom met, always liked, and invariably forgot<|quote|>"you know, my dear fellow, we Moslems simply must get rid of these superstitions, or India will never advance. How long must I hear of the savage pig upon the Marabar Road?"</|quote|>Nureddin looked down. Aziz continued: "Your grandfather belongs to ... | and invoked the mercy of God. Only Aziz held aloof, because a personal experience restrained him: was it not by despising ghosts that he had come to know Mrs. Moore? "You know, Nureddin," he whispered to the grandson an effeminate youth whom he seldom met, always liked, and invariably forgot<|quote|>"you know, my dear ... | blood than speech. He spoke now in horror of the particular circumstances; he had led others into danger, he had risked the lives of two innocent and honoured guests. He repeated, "If I had been killed, what matter? it must happen sometime; but they who trusted me" The company shuddered and invoked the mercy of God. On... | He was preoccupied, his diction was appropriate to a religious subject. Nine years previously, when first he had had a car, he had driven it over a drunken man and killed him, and the man had been waiting for him ever since. The Nawab Bahadur was innocent before God and the Law, he had paid double the compensation nece... | she understood the uneasiness that produced them. She had experienced it twice herself, during her own engagements this vague contrition and doubt. All had come right enough afterwards and doubtless would this time marriage makes most things right enough. "I wouldn't worry," she said. "It's partly the odd surroundings;... | it was our fault, and chanted exactly, exactly." Mrs. Moore shivered, "A ghost!" But the idea of a ghost scarcely passed her lips. The young people did not take it up, being occupied with their own outlooks, and deprived of support it perished, or was reabsorbed into the part of the mind that seldom speaks. "Yes, nothi... | afterwards and doubtless would this time marriage makes most things right enough. "I wouldn't worry," she said. "It's partly the odd surroundings; you and I keep on attending to trifles instead of what's important; we are what the people here call new.'" "You mean that my bothers are mixed up with India?" "India's" She... | A Passage To India |
Nureddin looked down. Aziz continued: | No speaker | pig upon the Marabar Road?"<|quote|>Nureddin looked down. Aziz continued:</|quote|>"Your grandfather belongs to another | I hear of the savage pig upon the Marabar Road?"<|quote|>Nureddin looked down. Aziz continued:</|quote|>"Your grandfather belongs to another generation, and I respect and | Nureddin," he whispered to the grandson an effeminate youth whom he seldom met, always liked, and invariably forgot "you know, my dear fellow, we Moslems simply must get rid of these superstitions, or India will never advance. How long must I hear of the savage pig upon the Marabar Road?"<|quote|>Nureddin looked down. ... | I had been killed, what matter? it must happen sometime; but they who trusted me" The company shuddered and invoked the mercy of God. Only Aziz held aloof, because a personal experience restrained him: was it not by despising ghosts that he had come to know Mrs. Moore? "You know, Nureddin," he whispered to the grandson... | and the man had been waiting for him ever since. The Nawab Bahadur was innocent before God and the Law, he had paid double the compensation necessary; but it was no use, the man continued to wait in an unspeakable form, close to the scene of his death. None of the English people knew of this, nor did the chauffeur; it ... | time marriage makes most things right enough. "I wouldn't worry," she said. "It's partly the odd surroundings; you and I keep on attending to trifles instead of what's important; we are what the people here call new.'" "You mean that my bothers are mixed up with India?" "India's" She stopped. "What made you call it a g... | occupied with their own outlooks, and deprived of support it perished, or was reabsorbed into the part of the mind that seldom speaks. "Yes, nothing criminal," Ronny summed up, "but there's the native, and there's one of the reasons why we don't admit him to our clubs, and how a decent girl like Miss Derek can take ser... | Bahadur waited for his car. He sat behind his town house (a small unfurnished building which he rarely entered) in the midst of the little court that always improvises itself round Indians of position. As if turbans were the natural product of darkness a fresh one would occasionally froth to the front, incline itself t... | A Passage To India |
"Your grandfather belongs to another generation, and I respect and love the old gentleman, as you know. I say nothing against him, only that it is wrong for us, because we are young. I want you to promise me Nureddin, are you listening? not to believe in Evil Spirits, and if I die (for my health grows very weak) to bri... | The Nawab Badahur | Nureddin looked down. Aziz continued:<|quote|>"Your grandfather belongs to another generation, and I respect and love the old gentleman, as you know. I say nothing against him, only that it is wrong for us, because we are young. I want you to promise me Nureddin, are you listening? not to believe in Evil Spirits, and i... | pig upon the Marabar Road?" Nureddin looked down. Aziz continued:<|quote|>"Your grandfather belongs to another generation, and I respect and love the old gentleman, as you know. I say nothing against him, only that it is wrong for us, because we are young. I want you to promise me Nureddin, are you listening? not to be... | grandson an effeminate youth whom he seldom met, always liked, and invariably forgot "you know, my dear fellow, we Moslems simply must get rid of these superstitions, or India will never advance. How long must I hear of the savage pig upon the Marabar Road?" Nureddin looked down. Aziz continued:<|quote|>"Your grandfath... | matter? it must happen sometime; but they who trusted me" The company shuddered and invoked the mercy of God. Only Aziz held aloof, because a personal experience restrained him: was it not by despising ghosts that he had come to know Mrs. Moore? "You know, Nureddin," he whispered to the grandson an effeminate youth who... | waiting for him ever since. The Nawab Bahadur was innocent before God and the Law, he had paid double the compensation necessary; but it was no use, the man continued to wait in an unspeakable form, close to the scene of his death. None of the English people knew of this, nor did the chauffeur; it was a racial secret c... | right enough. "I wouldn't worry," she said. "It's partly the odd surroundings; you and I keep on attending to trifles instead of what's important; we are what the people here call new.'" "You mean that my bothers are mixed up with India?" "India's" She stopped. "What made you call it a ghost?" "Call what a ghost?" "The... | and deprived of support it perished, or was reabsorbed into the part of the mind that seldom speaks. "Yes, nothing criminal," Ronny summed up, "but there's the native, and there's one of the reasons why we don't admit him to our clubs, and how a decent girl like Miss Derek can take service under natives puzzles me. . .... | the odd surroundings; you and I keep on attending to trifles instead of what's important; we are what the people here call new.'" "You mean that my bothers are mixed up with India?" "India's" She stopped. "What made you call it a ghost?" "Call what a ghost?" "The animal thing that hit us. Didn't you say Oh, a ghost,' i... | A Passage To India |
Nureddin smiled, and a suitable answer rose to his pretty lips, but before he could make it the car arrived, and his grandfather took him away. The game of Patience up in the civil lines went on longer than this. Mrs. Moore continued to murmur | No speaker | to disbelieve in them too."<|quote|>Nureddin smiled, and a suitable answer rose to his pretty lips, but before he could make it the car arrived, and his grandfather took him away. The game of Patience up in the civil lines went on longer than this. Mrs. Moore continued to murmur</|quote|>"Red ten on a black | bring up my three children to disbelieve in them too."<|quote|>Nureddin smiled, and a suitable answer rose to his pretty lips, but before he could make it the car arrived, and his grandfather took him away. The game of Patience up in the civil lines went on longer than this. Mrs. Moore continued to murmur</|quote|>"Red... | against him, only that it is wrong for us, because we are young. I want you to promise me Nureddin, are you listening? not to believe in Evil Spirits, and if I die (for my health grows very weak) to bring up my three children to disbelieve in them too."<|quote|>Nureddin smiled, and a suitable answer rose to his pretty ... | simply must get rid of these superstitions, or India will never advance. How long must I hear of the savage pig upon the Marabar Road?" Nureddin looked down. Aziz continued: "Your grandfather belongs to another generation, and I respect and love the old gentleman, as you know. I say nothing against him, only that it is... | horror of the particular circumstances; he had led others into danger, he had risked the lives of two innocent and honoured guests. He repeated, "If I had been killed, what matter? it must happen sometime; but they who trusted me" The company shuddered and invoked the mercy of God. Only Aziz held aloof, because a perso... | "I couldn't have been thinking of what I was saying." "It was probably a hyena, as a matter of fact." "Ah, very likely." And they went on with their Patience. Down in Chandrapore the Nawab Bahadur waited for his car. He sat behind his town house (a small unfurnished building which he rarely entered) in the midst of the... | was the peon who should have brought the files from his office. He had not turned up, and a terrific row ensued. Ronny stormed, shouted, howled, and only the experienced observer could tell that he was not angry, did not much want the files, and only made a row because it was the custom. Servants, quite understanding, ... | and Godbole I wasn't stopping in their country. I didn't mean it, so why did I say it? I feel I haven't been frank enough, attentive enough, or something. It's as if I got everything out of proportion. You have been so very good to me, and I meant to be good when I sailed, but somehow I haven't been. . . . Mrs. Moore, ... | A Passage To India |
"Red ten on a black knave," | Mrs. Moore | Mrs. Moore continued to murmur<|quote|>"Red ten on a black knave,"</|quote|>Miss Quested to assist her, | went on longer than this. Mrs. Moore continued to murmur<|quote|>"Red ten on a black knave,"</|quote|>Miss Quested to assist her, and to intersperse among the | to disbelieve in them too." Nureddin smiled, and a suitable answer rose to his pretty lips, but before he could make it the car arrived, and his grandfather took him away. The game of Patience up in the civil lines went on longer than this. Mrs. Moore continued to murmur<|quote|>"Red ten on a black knave,"</|quote|>Mis... | you know. I say nothing against him, only that it is wrong for us, because we are young. I want you to promise me Nureddin, are you listening? not to believe in Evil Spirits, and if I die (for my health grows very weak) to bring up my three children to disbelieve in them too." Nureddin smiled, and a suitable answer ros... | the mercy of God. Only Aziz held aloof, because a personal experience restrained him: was it not by despising ghosts that he had come to know Mrs. Moore? "You know, Nureddin," he whispered to the grandson an effeminate youth whom he seldom met, always liked, and invariably forgot "you know, my dear fellow, we Moslems s... | house (a small unfurnished building which he rarely entered) in the midst of the little court that always improvises itself round Indians of position. As if turbans were the natural product of darkness a fresh one would occasionally froth to the front, incline itself towards him, and retire. He was preoccupied, his dic... | only made a row because it was the custom. Servants, quite understanding, ran slowly in circles, carrying hurricane lamps. Krishna the earth, Krishna the stars replied, until the Englishman was appeased by their echoes, fined the absent peon eight annas, and sat down to his arrears in the next room. "Will you play Pati... | be good when I sailed, but somehow I haven't been. . . . Mrs. Moore, if one isn't absolutely honest, what is the use of existing?" She continued to lay out her cards. The words were obscure, but she understood the uneasiness that produced them. She had experienced it twice herself, during her own engagements this vague... | A Passage To India |
Miss Quested to assist her, and to intersperse among the intricacies of the play details about the hyena, the engagement, the Maharani of Mudkul, the Bhattacharyas, and the day generally, whose rough desiccated surface acquired as it receded a definite outline, as India itself might, could it be viewed from the moon. P... | No speaker | ten on a black knave,"<|quote|>Miss Quested to assist her, and to intersperse among the intricacies of the play details about the hyena, the engagement, the Maharani of Mudkul, the Bhattacharyas, and the day generally, whose rough desiccated surface acquired as it receded a definite outline, as India itself might, coul... | Moore continued to murmur "Red ten on a black knave,"<|quote|>Miss Quested to assist her, and to intersperse among the intricacies of the play details about the hyena, the engagement, the Maharani of Mudkul, the Bhattacharyas, and the day generally, whose rough desiccated surface acquired as it receded a definite outli... | smiled, and a suitable answer rose to his pretty lips, but before he could make it the car arrived, and his grandfather took him away. The game of Patience up in the civil lines went on longer than this. Mrs. Moore continued to murmur "Red ten on a black knave,"<|quote|>Miss Quested to assist her, and to intersperse am... | him, only that it is wrong for us, because we are young. I want you to promise me Nureddin, are you listening? not to believe in Evil Spirits, and if I die (for my health grows very weak) to bring up my three children to disbelieve in them too." Nureddin smiled, and a suitable answer rose to his pretty lips, but before... | held aloof, because a personal experience restrained him: was it not by despising ghosts that he had come to know Mrs. Moore? "You know, Nureddin," he whispered to the grandson an effeminate youth whom he seldom met, always liked, and invariably forgot "you know, my dear fellow, we Moslems simply must get rid of these ... | he rarely entered) in the midst of the little court that always improvises itself round Indians of position. As if turbans were the natural product of darkness a fresh one would occasionally froth to the front, incline itself towards him, and retire. He was preoccupied, his diction was appropriate to a religious subjec... | was the custom. Servants, quite understanding, ran slowly in circles, carrying hurricane lamps. Krishna the earth, Krishna the stars replied, until the Englishman was appeased by their echoes, fined the absent peon eight annas, and sat down to his arrears in the next room. "Will you play Patience with your future mothe... | on with their Patience. Down in Chandrapore the Nawab Bahadur waited for his car. He sat behind his town house (a small unfurnished building which he rarely entered) in the midst of the little court that always improvises itself round Indians of position. As if turbans were the natural product of darkness a fresh one w... | A Passage To India |
"No Englishman understands us except Mr. Fielding," | Dr. Aziz | happened, they never learnt wisdom.<|quote|>"No Englishman understands us except Mr. Fielding,"</|quote|>he thought; "but how shall | and aggrieved each time this happened, they never learnt wisdom.<|quote|>"No Englishman understands us except Mr. Fielding,"</|quote|>he thought; "but how shall I see him again? If | to the first set; the other he ignored, knowing their inefficiency. Old Mr. Graysford and young Mr. Sorley made converts during a famine, because they distributed food; but when times improved they were naturally left alone again, and though surprised and aggrieved each time this happened, they never learnt wisdom.<|qu... | excuse for slacking. He could hear church bells as he drowsed, both from the civil station and from the missionaries out beyond the slaughter house different bells and rung with different intent, for one set was calling firmly to Anglo-India, and the other feebly to mankind. He did not object to the first set; the othe... | of the sky and to bounce back into it, hard and compact, leaving no freshness behind them: the hot weather was approaching. CHAPTER IX Aziz fell ill as he foretold slightly ill. Three days later he lay abed in his bungalow, pretending to be very ill. It was a touch of fever, which he would have neglected if there was a... | for us, because we are young. I want you to promise me Nureddin, are you listening? not to believe in Evil Spirits, and if I die (for my health grows very weak) to bring up my three children to disbelieve in them too." Nureddin smiled, and a suitable answer rose to his pretty lips, but before he could make it the car a... | the people here call new.'" "You mean that my bothers are mixed up with India?" "India's" She stopped. "What made you call it a ghost?" "Call what a ghost?" "The animal thing that hit us. Didn't you say Oh, a ghost,' in passing." "I couldn't have been thinking of what I was saying." "It was probably a hyena, as a matte... | to fall perpendicularly out of the sky and to bounce back into it, hard and compact, leaving no freshness behind them: the hot weather was approaching. CHAPTER IX Aziz fell ill as he foretold slightly ill. Three days later he lay abed in his bungalow, pretending to be very ill. It was a touch of fever, which he would h... | A Passage To India |
he thought; | No speaker | understands us except Mr. Fielding,"<|quote|>he thought;</|quote|>"but how shall I see | never learnt wisdom. "No Englishman understands us except Mr. Fielding,"<|quote|>he thought;</|quote|>"but how shall I see him again? If he entered | ignored, knowing their inefficiency. Old Mr. Graysford and young Mr. Sorley made converts during a famine, because they distributed food; but when times improved they were naturally left alone again, and though surprised and aggrieved each time this happened, they never learnt wisdom. "No Englishman understands us exce... | bells as he drowsed, both from the civil station and from the missionaries out beyond the slaughter house different bells and rung with different intent, for one set was calling firmly to Anglo-India, and the other feebly to mankind. He did not object to the first set; the other he ignored, knowing their inefficiency. ... | into it, hard and compact, leaving no freshness behind them: the hot weather was approaching. CHAPTER IX Aziz fell ill as he foretold slightly ill. Three days later he lay abed in his bungalow, pretending to be very ill. It was a touch of fever, which he would have neglected if there was anything important at the hospi... | want you to promise me Nureddin, are you listening? not to believe in Evil Spirits, and if I die (for my health grows very weak) to bring up my three children to disbelieve in them too." Nureddin smiled, and a suitable answer rose to his pretty lips, but before he could make it the car arrived, and his grandfather took... | that my bothers are mixed up with India?" "India's" She stopped. "What made you call it a ghost?" "Call what a ghost?" "The animal thing that hit us. Didn't you say Oh, a ghost,' in passing." "I couldn't have been thinking of what I was saying." "It was probably a hyena, as a matter of fact." "Ah, very likely." And the... | whispered to the grandson an effeminate youth whom he seldom met, always liked, and invariably forgot "you know, my dear fellow, we Moslems simply must get rid of these superstitions, or India will never advance. How long must I hear of the savage pig upon the Marabar Road?" Nureddin looked down. Aziz continued: "Your ... | A Passage To India |
"but how shall I see him again? If he entered this room the disgrace of it would kill me." | Dr. Aziz | except Mr. Fielding," he thought;<|quote|>"but how shall I see him again? If he entered this room the disgrace of it would kill me."</|quote|>He called to Hassan to | wisdom. "No Englishman understands us except Mr. Fielding," he thought;<|quote|>"but how shall I see him again? If he entered this room the disgrace of it would kill me."</|quote|>He called to Hassan to clear up, but Hassan, who | their inefficiency. Old Mr. Graysford and young Mr. Sorley made converts during a famine, because they distributed food; but when times improved they were naturally left alone again, and though surprised and aggrieved each time this happened, they never learnt wisdom. "No Englishman understands us except Mr. Fielding,"... | he drowsed, both from the civil station and from the missionaries out beyond the slaughter house different bells and rung with different intent, for one set was calling firmly to Anglo-India, and the other feebly to mankind. He did not object to the first set; the other he ignored, knowing their inefficiency. Old Mr. G... | hard and compact, leaving no freshness behind them: the hot weather was approaching. CHAPTER IX Aziz fell ill as he foretold slightly ill. Three days later he lay abed in his bungalow, pretending to be very ill. It was a touch of fever, which he would have neglected if there was anything important at the hospital. Now ... | to promise me Nureddin, are you listening? not to believe in Evil Spirits, and if I die (for my health grows very weak) to bring up my three children to disbelieve in them too." Nureddin smiled, and a suitable answer rose to his pretty lips, but before he could make it the car arrived, and his grandfather took him away... | bothers are mixed up with India?" "India's" She stopped. "What made you call it a ghost?" "Call what a ghost?" "The animal thing that hit us. Didn't you say Oh, a ghost,' in passing." "I couldn't have been thinking of what I was saying." "It was probably a hyena, as a matter of fact." "Ah, very likely." And they went o... | will never advance. How long must I hear of the savage pig upon the Marabar Road?" Nureddin looked down. Aziz continued: "Your grandfather belongs to another generation, and I respect and love the old gentleman, as you know. I say nothing against him, only that it is wrong for us, because we are young. I want you to pr... | A Passage To India |
He called to Hassan to clear up, but Hassan, who was testing his wages by ringing them on the step of the verandah, found it possible not to hear him; heard and didn't hear, just as Aziz had called and hadn't called. | No speaker | of it would kill me."<|quote|>He called to Hassan to clear up, but Hassan, who was testing his wages by ringing them on the step of the verandah, found it possible not to hear him; heard and didn't hear, just as Aziz had called and hadn't called.</|quote|>"That's India all over . | entered this room the disgrace of it would kill me."<|quote|>He called to Hassan to clear up, but Hassan, who was testing his wages by ringing them on the step of the verandah, found it possible not to hear him; heard and didn't hear, just as Aziz had called and hadn't called.</|quote|>"That's India all over . . . how ... | when times improved they were naturally left alone again, and though surprised and aggrieved each time this happened, they never learnt wisdom. "No Englishman understands us except Mr. Fielding," he thought; "but how shall I see him again? If he entered this room the disgrace of it would kill me."<|quote|>He called to ... | rung with different intent, for one set was calling firmly to Anglo-India, and the other feebly to mankind. He did not object to the first set; the other he ignored, knowing their inefficiency. Old Mr. Graysford and young Mr. Sorley made converts during a famine, because they distributed food; but when times improved t... | he foretold slightly ill. Three days later he lay abed in his bungalow, pretending to be very ill. It was a touch of fever, which he would have neglected if there was anything important at the hospital. Now and then he groaned and thought he should die, but did not think so for long, and a very little diverted him. It ... | health grows very weak) to bring up my three children to disbelieve in them too." Nureddin smiled, and a suitable answer rose to his pretty lips, but before he could make it the car arrived, and his grandfather took him away. The game of Patience up in the civil lines went on longer than this. Mrs. Moore continued to m... | ghost?" "The animal thing that hit us. Didn't you say Oh, a ghost,' in passing." "I couldn't have been thinking of what I was saying." "It was probably a hyena, as a matter of fact." "Ah, very likely." And they went on with their Patience. Down in Chandrapore the Nawab Bahadur waited for his car. He sat behind his town... | now in horror of the particular circumstances; he had led others into danger, he had risked the lives of two innocent and honoured guests. He repeated, "If I had been killed, what matter? it must happen sometime; but they who trusted me" The company shuddered and invoked the mercy of God. Only Aziz held aloof, because ... | A Passage To India |
"That's India all over . . . how like us . . . there we are . . ." | Dr. Aziz | had called and hadn't called.<|quote|>"That's India all over . . . how like us . . . there we are . . ."</|quote|>He dozed again, and his | didn't hear, just as Aziz had called and hadn't called.<|quote|>"That's India all over . . . how like us . . . there we are . . ."</|quote|>He dozed again, and his thoughts wandered over the varied | room the disgrace of it would kill me." He called to Hassan to clear up, but Hassan, who was testing his wages by ringing them on the step of the verandah, found it possible not to hear him; heard and didn't hear, just as Aziz had called and hadn't called.<|quote|>"That's India all over . . . how like us . . . there we... | during a famine, because they distributed food; but when times improved they were naturally left alone again, and though surprised and aggrieved each time this happened, they never learnt wisdom. "No Englishman understands us except Mr. Fielding," he thought; "but how shall I see him again? If he entered this room the ... | and thought he should die, but did not think so for long, and a very little diverted him. It was Sunday, always an equivocal day in the East, and an excuse for slacking. He could hear church bells as he drowsed, both from the civil station and from the missionaries out beyond the slaughter house different bells and run... | game of Patience up in the civil lines went on longer than this. Mrs. Moore continued to murmur "Red ten on a black knave," Miss Quested to assist her, and to intersperse among the intricacies of the play details about the hyena, the engagement, the Maharani of Mudkul, the Bhattacharyas, and the day generally, whose ro... | with their Patience. Down in Chandrapore the Nawab Bahadur waited for his car. He sat behind his town house (a small unfurnished building which he rarely entered) in the midst of the little court that always improvises itself round Indians of position. As if turbans were the natural product of darkness a fresh one woul... | must happen sometime; but they who trusted me" The company shuddered and invoked the mercy of God. Only Aziz held aloof, because a personal experience restrained him: was it not by despising ghosts that he had come to know Mrs. Moore? "You know, Nureddin," he whispered to the grandson an effeminate youth whom he seldom... | A Passage To India |
He dozed again, and his thoughts wandered over the varied surface of life. Gradually they steadied upon a certain spot the Bottomless Pit according to missionaries, but he had never regarded it as more than a dimple. Yes, he did want to spend an evening with some girls, singing and all that, the vague jollity that woul... | No speaker | we are . . ."<|quote|>He dozed again, and his thoughts wandered over the varied surface of life. Gradually they steadied upon a certain spot the Bottomless Pit according to missionaries, but he had never regarded it as more than a dimple. Yes, he did want to spend an evening with some girls, singing and all that, the v... | us . . . there we are . . ."<|quote|>He dozed again, and his thoughts wandered over the varied surface of life. Gradually they steadied upon a certain spot the Bottomless Pit according to missionaries, but he had never regarded it as more than a dimple. Yes, he did want to spend an evening with some girls, singing and ... | testing his wages by ringing them on the step of the verandah, found it possible not to hear him; heard and didn't hear, just as Aziz had called and hadn't called. "That's India all over . . . how like us . . . there we are . . ."<|quote|>He dozed again, and his thoughts wandered over the varied surface of life. Gradua... | surprised and aggrieved each time this happened, they never learnt wisdom. "No Englishman understands us except Mr. Fielding," he thought; "but how shall I see him again? If he entered this room the disgrace of it would kill me." He called to Hassan to clear up, but Hassan, who was testing his wages by ringing them on ... | was Sunday, always an equivocal day in the East, and an excuse for slacking. He could hear church bells as he drowsed, both from the civil station and from the missionaries out beyond the slaughter house different bells and rung with different intent, for one set was calling firmly to Anglo-India, and the other feebly ... | ten on a black knave," Miss Quested to assist her, and to intersperse among the intricacies of the play details about the hyena, the engagement, the Maharani of Mudkul, the Bhattacharyas, and the day generally, whose rough desiccated surface acquired as it receded a definite outline, as India itself might, could it be ... | (a small unfurnished building which he rarely entered) in the midst of the little court that always improvises itself round Indians of position. As if turbans were the natural product of darkness a fresh one would occasionally froth to the front, incline itself towards him, and retire. He was preoccupied, his diction w... | as he foretold slightly ill. Three days later he lay abed in his bungalow, pretending to be very ill. It was a touch of fever, which he would have neglected if there was anything important at the hospital. Now and then he groaned and thought he should die, but did not think so for long, and a very little diverted him. ... | A Passage To India |
"Hassan!" | Dr. Aziz | was only Mr. Fielding who<|quote|>"Hassan!"</|quote|>The servant came running. "Look | bazaars disgusting ideas both. It was only Mr. Fielding who<|quote|>"Hassan!"</|quote|>The servant came running. "Look at those flies, brother;" and | Indian, he would have remembered what young men are, and granted two or three days' leave to Calcutta without asking questions. But the Major assumed either that his subordinates were made of ice, or that they repaired to the Chandrapore bazaars disgusting ideas both. It was only Mr. Fielding who<|quote|>"Hassan!"</|qu... | had never regarded it as more than a dimple. Yes, he did want to spend an evening with some girls, singing and all that, the vague jollity that would culminate in voluptuousness. Yes, that was what he did want. How could it be managed? If Major Callendar had been an Indian, he would have remembered what young men are, ... | he entered this room the disgrace of it would kill me." He called to Hassan to clear up, but Hassan, who was testing his wages by ringing them on the step of the verandah, found it possible not to hear him; heard and didn't hear, just as Aziz had called and hadn't called. "That's India all over . . . how like us . . . ... | the hot weather was approaching. CHAPTER IX Aziz fell ill as he foretold slightly ill. Three days later he lay abed in his bungalow, pretending to be very ill. It was a touch of fever, which he would have neglected if there was anything important at the hospital. Now and then he groaned and thought he should die, but d... | of the English people knew of this, nor did the chauffeur; it was a racial secret communicable more by blood than speech. He spoke now in horror of the particular circumstances; he had led others into danger, he had risked the lives of two innocent and honoured guests. He repeated, "If I had been killed, what matter? i... | very little diverted him. It was Sunday, always an equivocal day in the East, and an excuse for slacking. He could hear church bells as he drowsed, both from the civil station and from the missionaries out beyond the slaughter house different bells and rung with different intent, for one set was calling firmly to Anglo... | A Passage To India |
The servant came running. | No speaker | only Mr. Fielding who "Hassan!"<|quote|>The servant came running.</|quote|>"Look at those flies, brother;" | disgusting ideas both. It was only Mr. Fielding who "Hassan!"<|quote|>The servant came running.</|quote|>"Look at those flies, brother;" and he pointed to the | he would have remembered what young men are, and granted two or three days' leave to Calcutta without asking questions. But the Major assumed either that his subordinates were made of ice, or that they repaired to the Chandrapore bazaars disgusting ideas both. It was only Mr. Fielding who "Hassan!"<|quote|>The servant ... | never regarded it as more than a dimple. Yes, he did want to spend an evening with some girls, singing and all that, the vague jollity that would culminate in voluptuousness. Yes, that was what he did want. How could it be managed? If Major Callendar had been an Indian, he would have remembered what young men are, and ... | entered this room the disgrace of it would kill me." He called to Hassan to clear up, but Hassan, who was testing his wages by ringing them on the step of the verandah, found it possible not to hear him; heard and didn't hear, just as Aziz had called and hadn't called. "That's India all over . . . how like us . . . the... | hot weather was approaching. CHAPTER IX Aziz fell ill as he foretold slightly ill. Three days later he lay abed in his bungalow, pretending to be very ill. It was a touch of fever, which he would have neglected if there was anything important at the hospital. Now and then he groaned and thought he should die, but did n... | the English people knew of this, nor did the chauffeur; it was a racial secret communicable more by blood than speech. He spoke now in horror of the particular circumstances; he had led others into danger, he had risked the lives of two innocent and honoured guests. He repeated, "If I had been killed, what matter? it m... | them too." Nureddin smiled, and a suitable answer rose to his pretty lips, but before he could make it the car arrived, and his grandfather took him away. The game of Patience up in the civil lines went on longer than this. Mrs. Moore continued to murmur "Red ten on a black knave," Miss Quested to assist her, and to in... | A Passage To India |
"Look at those flies, brother;" | Dr. Aziz | "Hassan!" The servant came running.<|quote|>"Look at those flies, brother;"</|quote|>and he pointed to the | was only Mr. Fielding who "Hassan!" The servant came running.<|quote|>"Look at those flies, brother;"</|quote|>and he pointed to the horrible mass that hung from | what young men are, and granted two or three days' leave to Calcutta without asking questions. But the Major assumed either that his subordinates were made of ice, or that they repaired to the Chandrapore bazaars disgusting ideas both. It was only Mr. Fielding who "Hassan!" The servant came running.<|quote|>"Look at th... | more than a dimple. Yes, he did want to spend an evening with some girls, singing and all that, the vague jollity that would culminate in voluptuousness. Yes, that was what he did want. How could it be managed? If Major Callendar had been an Indian, he would have remembered what young men are, and granted two or three ... | disgrace of it would kill me." He called to Hassan to clear up, but Hassan, who was testing his wages by ringing them on the step of the verandah, found it possible not to hear him; heard and didn't hear, just as Aziz had called and hadn't called. "That's India all over . . . how like us . . . there we are . . ." He do... | CHAPTER IX Aziz fell ill as he foretold slightly ill. Three days later he lay abed in his bungalow, pretending to be very ill. It was a touch of fever, which he would have neglected if there was anything important at the hospital. Now and then he groaned and thought he should die, but did not think so for long, and a v... | of this, nor did the chauffeur; it was a racial secret communicable more by blood than speech. He spoke now in horror of the particular circumstances; he had led others into danger, he had risked the lives of two innocent and honoured guests. He repeated, "If I had been killed, what matter? it must happen sometime; but... | of Patience up in the civil lines went on longer than this. Mrs. Moore continued to murmur "Red ten on a black knave," Miss Quested to assist her, and to intersperse among the intricacies of the play details about the hyena, the engagement, the Maharani of Mudkul, the Bhattacharyas, and the day generally, whose rough d... | A Passage To India |
and he pointed to the horrible mass that hung from the ceiling. The nucleus was a wire which had been inserted as a homage to electricity. Electricity had paid no attention, and a colony of eye-flies had come instead and blackened the coils with their bodies. | No speaker | "Look at those flies, brother;"<|quote|>and he pointed to the horrible mass that hung from the ceiling. The nucleus was a wire which had been inserted as a homage to electricity. Electricity had paid no attention, and a colony of eye-flies had come instead and blackened the coils with their bodies.</|quote|>"Huzoor, th... | "Hassan!" The servant came running. "Look at those flies, brother;"<|quote|>and he pointed to the horrible mass that hung from the ceiling. The nucleus was a wire which had been inserted as a homage to electricity. Electricity had paid no attention, and a colony of eye-flies had come instead and blackened the coils wit... | granted two or three days' leave to Calcutta without asking questions. But the Major assumed either that his subordinates were made of ice, or that they repaired to the Chandrapore bazaars disgusting ideas both. It was only Mr. Fielding who "Hassan!" The servant came running. "Look at those flies, brother;"<|quote|>and... | he did want to spend an evening with some girls, singing and all that, the vague jollity that would culminate in voluptuousness. Yes, that was what he did want. How could it be managed? If Major Callendar had been an Indian, he would have remembered what young men are, and granted two or three days' leave to Calcutta w... | me." He called to Hassan to clear up, but Hassan, who was testing his wages by ringing them on the step of the verandah, found it possible not to hear him; heard and didn't hear, just as Aziz had called and hadn't called. "That's India all over . . . how like us . . . there we are . . ." He dozed again, and his thought... | as he foretold slightly ill. Three days later he lay abed in his bungalow, pretending to be very ill. It was a touch of fever, which he would have neglected if there was anything important at the hospital. Now and then he groaned and thought he should die, but did not think so for long, and a very little diverted him. ... | chauffeur; it was a racial secret communicable more by blood than speech. He spoke now in horror of the particular circumstances; he had led others into danger, he had risked the lives of two innocent and honoured guests. He repeated, "If I had been killed, what matter? it must happen sometime; but they who trusted me"... | kill me." He called to Hassan to clear up, but Hassan, who was testing his wages by ringing them on the step of the verandah, found it possible not to hear him; heard and didn't hear, just as Aziz had called and hadn't called. "That's India all over . . . how like us . . . there we are . . ." He dozed again, and his th... | A Passage To India |
"Good, good, they are, excellent, but why have I called you?" | Dr. Aziz | bodies. "Huzoor, those are flies."<|quote|>"Good, good, they are, excellent, but why have I called you?"</|quote|>"To drive them elsewhere," said | blackened the coils with their bodies. "Huzoor, those are flies."<|quote|>"Good, good, they are, excellent, but why have I called you?"</|quote|>"To drive them elsewhere," said Hassan, after painful thought. "Driven | and he pointed to the horrible mass that hung from the ceiling. The nucleus was a wire which had been inserted as a homage to electricity. Electricity had paid no attention, and a colony of eye-flies had come instead and blackened the coils with their bodies. "Huzoor, those are flies."<|quote|>"Good, good, they are, ex... | granted two or three days' leave to Calcutta without asking questions. But the Major assumed either that his subordinates were made of ice, or that they repaired to the Chandrapore bazaars disgusting ideas both. It was only Mr. Fielding who "Hassan!" The servant came running. "Look at those flies, brother;" and he poin... | how like us . . . there we are . . ." He dozed again, and his thoughts wandered over the varied surface of life. Gradually they steadied upon a certain spot the Bottomless Pit according to missionaries, but he had never regarded it as more than a dimple. Yes, he did want to spend an evening with some girls, singing and... | not think so for long, and a very little diverted him. It was Sunday, always an equivocal day in the East, and an excuse for slacking. He could hear church bells as he drowsed, both from the civil station and from the missionaries out beyond the slaughter house different bells and rung with different intent, for one se... | sometime; but they who trusted me" The company shuddered and invoked the mercy of God. Only Aziz held aloof, because a personal experience restrained him: was it not by despising ghosts that he had come to know Mrs. Moore? "You know, Nureddin," he whispered to the grandson an effeminate youth whom he seldom met, always... | as it receded a definite outline, as India itself might, could it be viewed from the moon. Presently the players went to bed, but not before other people had woken up elsewhere, people whose emotions they could not share, and whose existence they ignored. Never tranquil, never perfectly dark, the night wore itself away... | A Passage To India |
said Hassan, after painful thought. | No speaker | you?" "To drive them elsewhere,"<|quote|>said Hassan, after painful thought.</|quote|>"Driven elsewhere, they always return." | but why have I called you?" "To drive them elsewhere,"<|quote|>said Hassan, after painful thought.</|quote|>"Driven elsewhere, they always return." "Huzoor." "You must make some | a wire which had been inserted as a homage to electricity. Electricity had paid no attention, and a colony of eye-flies had come instead and blackened the coils with their bodies. "Huzoor, those are flies." "Good, good, they are, excellent, but why have I called you?" "To drive them elsewhere,"<|quote|>said Hassan, aft... | either that his subordinates were made of ice, or that they repaired to the Chandrapore bazaars disgusting ideas both. It was only Mr. Fielding who "Hassan!" The servant came running. "Look at those flies, brother;" and he pointed to the horrible mass that hung from the ceiling. The nucleus was a wire which had been in... | and his thoughts wandered over the varied surface of life. Gradually they steadied upon a certain spot the Bottomless Pit according to missionaries, but he had never regarded it as more than a dimple. Yes, he did want to spend an evening with some girls, singing and all that, the vague jollity that would culminate in v... | an equivocal day in the East, and an excuse for slacking. He could hear church bells as he drowsed, both from the civil station and from the missionaries out beyond the slaughter house different bells and rung with different intent, for one set was calling firmly to Anglo-India, and the other feebly to mankind. He did ... | Only Aziz held aloof, because a personal experience restrained him: was it not by despising ghosts that he had come to know Mrs. Moore? "You know, Nureddin," he whispered to the grandson an effeminate youth whom he seldom met, always liked, and invariably forgot "you know, my dear fellow, we Moslems simply must get rid... | India all over . . . how like us . . . there we are . . ." He dozed again, and his thoughts wandered over the varied surface of life. Gradually they steadied upon a certain spot the Bottomless Pit according to missionaries, but he had never regarded it as more than a dimple. Yes, he did want to spend an evening with so... | A Passage To India |
"Driven elsewhere, they always return." | Dr. Aziz | said Hassan, after painful thought.<|quote|>"Driven elsewhere, they always return."</|quote|>"Huzoor." "You must make some | you?" "To drive them elsewhere," said Hassan, after painful thought.<|quote|>"Driven elsewhere, they always return."</|quote|>"Huzoor." "You must make some arrangement against flies; that is | inserted as a homage to electricity. Electricity had paid no attention, and a colony of eye-flies had come instead and blackened the coils with their bodies. "Huzoor, those are flies." "Good, good, they are, excellent, but why have I called you?" "To drive them elsewhere," said Hassan, after painful thought.<|quote|>"D... | made of ice, or that they repaired to the Chandrapore bazaars disgusting ideas both. It was only Mr. Fielding who "Hassan!" The servant came running. "Look at those flies, brother;" and he pointed to the horrible mass that hung from the ceiling. The nucleus was a wire which had been inserted as a homage to electricity.... | the varied surface of life. Gradually they steadied upon a certain spot the Bottomless Pit according to missionaries, but he had never regarded it as more than a dimple. Yes, he did want to spend an evening with some girls, singing and all that, the vague jollity that would culminate in voluptuousness. Yes, that was wh... | East, and an excuse for slacking. He could hear church bells as he drowsed, both from the civil station and from the missionaries out beyond the slaughter house different bells and rung with different intent, for one set was calling firmly to Anglo-India, and the other feebly to mankind. He did not object to the first ... | a personal experience restrained him: was it not by despising ghosts that he had come to know Mrs. Moore? "You know, Nureddin," he whispered to the grandson an effeminate youth whom he seldom met, always liked, and invariably forgot "you know, my dear fellow, we Moslems simply must get rid of these superstitions, or In... | as he drowsed, both from the civil station and from the missionaries out beyond the slaughter house different bells and rung with different intent, for one set was calling firmly to Anglo-India, and the other feebly to mankind. He did not object to the first set; the other he ignored, knowing their inefficiency. Old Mr... | A Passage To India |
"You must make some arrangement against flies; that is why you are my servant," | Dr. Aziz | elsewhere, they always return." "Huzoor."<|quote|>"You must make some arrangement against flies; that is why you are my servant,"</|quote|>said Aziz gently. Hassan would | Hassan, after painful thought. "Driven elsewhere, they always return." "Huzoor."<|quote|>"You must make some arrangement against flies; that is why you are my servant,"</|quote|>said Aziz gently. Hassan would call the little boy to | Electricity had paid no attention, and a colony of eye-flies had come instead and blackened the coils with their bodies. "Huzoor, those are flies." "Good, good, they are, excellent, but why have I called you?" "To drive them elsewhere," said Hassan, after painful thought. "Driven elsewhere, they always return." "Huzoor... | repaired to the Chandrapore bazaars disgusting ideas both. It was only Mr. Fielding who "Hassan!" The servant came running. "Look at those flies, brother;" and he pointed to the horrible mass that hung from the ceiling. The nucleus was a wire which had been inserted as a homage to electricity. Electricity had paid no a... | they steadied upon a certain spot the Bottomless Pit according to missionaries, but he had never regarded it as more than a dimple. Yes, he did want to spend an evening with some girls, singing and all that, the vague jollity that would culminate in voluptuousness. Yes, that was what he did want. How could it be manage... | He could hear church bells as he drowsed, both from the civil station and from the missionaries out beyond the slaughter house different bells and rung with different intent, for one set was calling firmly to Anglo-India, and the other feebly to mankind. He did not object to the first set; the other he ignored, knowing... | it not by despising ghosts that he had come to know Mrs. Moore? "You know, Nureddin," he whispered to the grandson an effeminate youth whom he seldom met, always liked, and invariably forgot "you know, my dear fellow, we Moslems simply must get rid of these superstitions, or India will never advance. How long must I he... | called. "That's India all over . . . how like us . . . there we are . . ." He dozed again, and his thoughts wandered over the varied surface of life. Gradually they steadied upon a certain spot the Bottomless Pit according to missionaries, but he had never regarded it as more than a dimple. Yes, he did want to spend an... | A Passage To India |
said Aziz gently. Hassan would call the little boy to borrow the step-ladder from Mahmoud Ali's house; he would order the cook to light the Primus stove and heat water; he would personally ascend the steps with a bucket in his arms, and dip the end of the coil into it. | No speaker | why you are my servant,"<|quote|>said Aziz gently. Hassan would call the little boy to borrow the step-ladder from Mahmoud Ali's house; he would order the cook to light the Primus stove and heat water; he would personally ascend the steps with a bucket in his arms, and dip the end of the coil into it.</|quote|>"Good, v... | arrangement against flies; that is why you are my servant,"<|quote|>said Aziz gently. Hassan would call the little boy to borrow the step-ladder from Mahmoud Ali's house; he would order the cook to light the Primus stove and heat water; he would personally ascend the steps with a bucket in his arms, and dip the end of ... | blackened the coils with their bodies. "Huzoor, those are flies." "Good, good, they are, excellent, but why have I called you?" "To drive them elsewhere," said Hassan, after painful thought. "Driven elsewhere, they always return." "Huzoor." "You must make some arrangement against flies; that is why you are my servant,"... | "Hassan!" The servant came running. "Look at those flies, brother;" and he pointed to the horrible mass that hung from the ceiling. The nucleus was a wire which had been inserted as a homage to electricity. Electricity had paid no attention, and a colony of eye-flies had come instead and blackened the coils with their ... | had never regarded it as more than a dimple. Yes, he did want to spend an evening with some girls, singing and all that, the vague jollity that would culminate in voluptuousness. Yes, that was what he did want. How could it be managed? If Major Callendar had been an Indian, he would have remembered what young men are, ... | from the missionaries out beyond the slaughter house different bells and rung with different intent, for one set was calling firmly to Anglo-India, and the other feebly to mankind. He did not object to the first set; the other he ignored, knowing their inefficiency. Old Mr. Graysford and young Mr. Sorley made converts ... | know, Nureddin," he whispered to the grandson an effeminate youth whom he seldom met, always liked, and invariably forgot "you know, my dear fellow, we Moslems simply must get rid of these superstitions, or India will never advance. How long must I hear of the savage pig upon the Marabar Road?" Nureddin looked down. Az... | when times improved they were naturally left alone again, and though surprised and aggrieved each time this happened, they never learnt wisdom. "No Englishman understands us except Mr. Fielding," he thought; "but how shall I see him again? If he entered this room the disgrace of it would kill me." He called to Hassan t... | A Passage To India |
"Good, very good. Now what have you to do?" | Dr. Aziz | of the coil into it.<|quote|>"Good, very good. Now what have you to do?"</|quote|>"Kill flies." "Good. Do it." | arms, and dip the end of the coil into it.<|quote|>"Good, very good. Now what have you to do?"</|quote|>"Kill flies." "Good. Do it." Hassan withdrew, the plan almost | Aziz gently. Hassan would call the little boy to borrow the step-ladder from Mahmoud Ali's house; he would order the cook to light the Primus stove and heat water; he would personally ascend the steps with a bucket in his arms, and dip the end of the coil into it.<|quote|>"Good, very good. Now what have you to do?"</|q... | the coils with their bodies. "Huzoor, those are flies." "Good, good, they are, excellent, but why have I called you?" "To drive them elsewhere," said Hassan, after painful thought. "Driven elsewhere, they always return." "Huzoor." "You must make some arrangement against flies; that is why you are my servant," said Aziz... | he would have remembered what young men are, and granted two or three days' leave to Calcutta without asking questions. But the Major assumed either that his subordinates were made of ice, or that they repaired to the Chandrapore bazaars disgusting ideas both. It was only Mr. Fielding who "Hassan!" The servant came run... | made converts during a famine, because they distributed food; but when times improved they were naturally left alone again, and though surprised and aggrieved each time this happened, they never learnt wisdom. "No Englishman understands us except Mr. Fielding," he thought; "but how shall I see him again? If he entered ... | Nureddin looked down. Aziz continued: "Your grandfather belongs to another generation, and I respect and love the old gentleman, as you know. I say nothing against him, only that it is wrong for us, because we are young. I want you to promise me Nureddin, are you listening? not to believe in Evil Spirits, and if I die ... | are . . ." He dozed again, and his thoughts wandered over the varied surface of life. Gradually they steadied upon a certain spot the Bottomless Pit according to missionaries, but he had never regarded it as more than a dimple. Yes, he did want to spend an evening with some girls, singing and all that, the vague jollit... | A Passage To India |
"Good. Do it." | Dr. Aziz | you to do?" "Kill flies."<|quote|>"Good. Do it."</|quote|>Hassan withdrew, the plan almost | very good. Now what have you to do?" "Kill flies."<|quote|>"Good. Do it."</|quote|>Hassan withdrew, the plan almost lodged in his head, and | step-ladder from Mahmoud Ali's house; he would order the cook to light the Primus stove and heat water; he would personally ascend the steps with a bucket in his arms, and dip the end of the coil into it. "Good, very good. Now what have you to do?" "Kill flies."<|quote|>"Good. Do it."</|quote|>Hassan withdrew, the plan... | they are, excellent, but why have I called you?" "To drive them elsewhere," said Hassan, after painful thought. "Driven elsewhere, they always return." "Huzoor." "You must make some arrangement against flies; that is why you are my servant," said Aziz gently. Hassan would call the little boy to borrow the step-ladder f... | or three days' leave to Calcutta without asking questions. But the Major assumed either that his subordinates were made of ice, or that they repaired to the Chandrapore bazaars disgusting ideas both. It was only Mr. Fielding who "Hassan!" The servant came running. "Look at those flies, brother;" and he pointed to the h... | times improved they were naturally left alone again, and though surprised and aggrieved each time this happened, they never learnt wisdom. "No Englishman understands us except Mr. Fielding," he thought; "but how shall I see him again? If he entered this room the disgrace of it would kill me." He called to Hassan to cle... | and I respect and love the old gentleman, as you know. I say nothing against him, only that it is wrong for us, because we are young. I want you to promise me Nureddin, are you listening? not to believe in Evil Spirits, and if I die (for my health grows very weak) to bring up my three children to disbelieve in them too... | Indian, he would have remembered what young men are, and granted two or three days' leave to Calcutta without asking questions. But the Major assumed either that his subordinates were made of ice, or that they repaired to the Chandrapore bazaars disgusting ideas both. It was only Mr. Fielding who "Hassan!" The servant ... | A Passage To India |
Hassan withdrew, the plan almost lodged in his head, and began to look for the little boy. Not finding him, his steps grew slower, and he stole back to his post on the verandah, but did not go on testing his rupees, in case his master heard them clink. On twittered the Sunday bells; the East had returned to the East vi... | No speaker | "Kill flies." "Good. Do it."<|quote|>Hassan withdrew, the plan almost lodged in his head, and began to look for the little boy. Not finding him, his steps grew slower, and he stole back to his post on the verandah, but did not go on testing his rupees, in case his master heard them clink. On twittered the Sunday bells;... | what have you to do?" "Kill flies." "Good. Do it."<|quote|>Hassan withdrew, the plan almost lodged in his head, and began to look for the little boy. Not finding him, his steps grew slower, and he stole back to his post on the verandah, but did not go on testing his rupees, in case his master heard them clink. On twitt... | Ali's house; he would order the cook to light the Primus stove and heat water; he would personally ascend the steps with a bucket in his arms, and dip the end of the coil into it. "Good, very good. Now what have you to do?" "Kill flies." "Good. Do it."<|quote|>Hassan withdrew, the plan almost lodged in his head, and be... | but why have I called you?" "To drive them elsewhere," said Hassan, after painful thought. "Driven elsewhere, they always return." "Huzoor." "You must make some arrangement against flies; that is why you are my servant," said Aziz gently. Hassan would call the little boy to borrow the step-ladder from Mahmoud Ali's hou... | leave to Calcutta without asking questions. But the Major assumed either that his subordinates were made of ice, or that they repaired to the Chandrapore bazaars disgusting ideas both. It was only Mr. Fielding who "Hassan!" The servant came running. "Look at those flies, brother;" and he pointed to the horrible mass th... | were naturally left alone again, and though surprised and aggrieved each time this happened, they never learnt wisdom. "No Englishman understands us except Mr. Fielding," he thought; "but how shall I see him again? If he entered this room the disgrace of it would kill me." He called to Hassan to clear up, but Hassan, w... | and love the old gentleman, as you know. I say nothing against him, only that it is wrong for us, because we are young. I want you to promise me Nureddin, are you listening? not to believe in Evil Spirits, and if I die (for my health grows very weak) to bring up my three children to disbelieve in them too." Nureddin sm... | the missionaries out beyond the slaughter house different bells and rung with different intent, for one set was calling firmly to Anglo-India, and the other feebly to mankind. He did not object to the first set; the other he ignored, knowing their inefficiency. Old Mr. Graysford and young Mr. Sorley made converts durin... | A Passage To India |
"Aziz, my dear fellow, we are greatly concerned," | Hamidullah | wrapped himself in his quilt.<|quote|>"Aziz, my dear fellow, we are greatly concerned,"</|quote|>said Hamidullah's voice. One, two, | with a sincere groan he wrapped himself in his quilt.<|quote|>"Aziz, my dear fellow, we are greatly concerned,"</|quote|>said Hamidullah's voice. One, two, three, four bumps, as people | be trusted to send him a wire and a letter that he could show to Major Callendar, when the noise of wheels was heard in his compound. Someone had called to enquire. The thought of sympathy increased his fever, and with a sincere groan he wrapped himself in his quilt.<|quote|>"Aziz, my dear fellow, we are greatly concer... | out that you have harmed her; she is not like a friend or God, who are injured by the mere existence of unfaithfulness. Quite clear about this, he meditated what type of lie he should tell to get away to Calcutta, and had thought of a man there who could be trusted to send him a wire and a letter that he could show to ... | that he found useful, and handed on as occasion offered to others. But he must not bring any disgrace on his children by some silly escapade. Imagine if it got about that he was not respectable! His professional position too must be considered, whatever Major Callendar thought. Aziz upheld the proprieties, though he di... | have you to do?" "Kill flies." "Good. Do it." Hassan withdrew, the plan almost lodged in his head, and began to look for the little boy. Not finding him, his steps grew slower, and he stole back to his post on the verandah, but did not go on testing his rupees, in case his master heard them clink. On twittered the Sund... | because they distributed food; but when times improved they were naturally left alone again, and though surprised and aggrieved each time this happened, they never learnt wisdom. "No Englishman understands us except Mr. Fielding," he thought; "but how shall I see him again? If he entered this room the disgrace of it wo... | study medicine he was repelled by the pedantry and fuss with which Europe tabulates the facts of sex. Science seemed to discuss everything from the wrong end. It didn't interpret his experiences when he found them in a German manual, because by being there they ceased to be his experiences. What he had been told by his... | A Passage To India |
said Hamidullah's voice. One, two, three, four bumps, as people sat down upon his bed. | No speaker | fellow, we are greatly concerned,"<|quote|>said Hamidullah's voice. One, two, three, four bumps, as people sat down upon his bed.</|quote|>"When a doctor falls ill | his quilt. "Aziz, my dear fellow, we are greatly concerned,"<|quote|>said Hamidullah's voice. One, two, three, four bumps, as people sat down upon his bed.</|quote|>"When a doctor falls ill it is a serious matter," | a letter that he could show to Major Callendar, when the noise of wheels was heard in his compound. Someone had called to enquire. The thought of sympathy increased his fever, and with a sincere groan he wrapped himself in his quilt. "Aziz, my dear fellow, we are greatly concerned,"<|quote|>said Hamidullah's voice. One... | not like a friend or God, who are injured by the mere existence of unfaithfulness. Quite clear about this, he meditated what type of lie he should tell to get away to Calcutta, and had thought of a man there who could be trusted to send him a wire and a letter that he could show to Major Callendar, when the noise of wh... | occasion offered to others. But he must not bring any disgrace on his children by some silly escapade. Imagine if it got about that he was not respectable! His professional position too must be considered, whatever Major Callendar thought. Aziz upheld the proprieties, though he did not invest them with any moral halo, ... | it." Hassan withdrew, the plan almost lodged in his head, and began to look for the little boy. Not finding him, his steps grew slower, and he stole back to his post on the verandah, but did not go on testing his rupees, in case his master heard them clink. On twittered the Sunday bells; the East had returned to the Ea... | they were naturally left alone again, and though surprised and aggrieved each time this happened, they never learnt wisdom. "No Englishman understands us except Mr. Fielding," he thought; "but how shall I see him again? If he entered this room the disgrace of it would kill me." He called to Hassan to clear up, but Hass... | it was information of that sort that he found useful, and handed on as occasion offered to others. But he must not bring any disgrace on his children by some silly escapade. Imagine if it got about that he was not respectable! His professional position too must be considered, whatever Major Callendar thought. Aziz uphe... | A Passage To India |
said the voice of Mr. Syed Mohammed, the assistant engineer. | No speaker | it is a serious matter,"<|quote|>said the voice of Mr. Syed Mohammed, the assistant engineer.</|quote|>"When an engineer falls ill, | "When a doctor falls ill it is a serious matter,"<|quote|>said the voice of Mr. Syed Mohammed, the assistant engineer.</|quote|>"When an engineer falls ill, it is equally important," said | thought of sympathy increased his fever, and with a sincere groan he wrapped himself in his quilt. "Aziz, my dear fellow, we are greatly concerned," said Hamidullah's voice. One, two, three, four bumps, as people sat down upon his bed. "When a doctor falls ill it is a serious matter,"<|quote|>said the voice of Mr. Syed... | he should tell to get away to Calcutta, and had thought of a man there who could be trusted to send him a wire and a letter that he could show to Major Callendar, when the noise of wheels was heard in his compound. Someone had called to enquire. The thought of sympathy increased his fever, and with a sincere groan he w... | was not respectable! His professional position too must be considered, whatever Major Callendar thought. Aziz upheld the proprieties, though he did not invest them with any moral halo, and it was here that he chiefly differed from an Englishman. His conventions were social. There is no harm in deceiving society as long... | and he stole back to his post on the verandah, but did not go on testing his rupees, in case his master heard them clink. On twittered the Sunday bells; the East had returned to the East via the suburbs of England, and had become ridiculous during the detour. Aziz continued to think about beautiful women. His mind here... | Fielding," he thought; "but how shall I see him again? If he entered this room the disgrace of it would kill me." He called to Hassan to clear up, but Hassan, who was testing his wages by ringing them on the step of the verandah, found it possible not to hear him; heard and didn't hear, just as Aziz had called and hadn... | here was hard and direct, though not brutal. He had learnt all he needed concerning his own constitution many years ago, thanks to the social order into which he had been born, and when he came to study medicine he was repelled by the pedantry and fuss with which Europe tabulates the facts of sex. Science seemed to dis... | A Passage To India |
"When an engineer falls ill, it is equally important," | Mr. Haq | Syed Mohammed, the assistant engineer.<|quote|>"When an engineer falls ill, it is equally important,"</|quote|>said the voice of Mr. | said the voice of Mr. Syed Mohammed, the assistant engineer.<|quote|>"When an engineer falls ill, it is equally important,"</|quote|>said the voice of Mr. Haq, a police inspector. "Oh | groan he wrapped himself in his quilt. "Aziz, my dear fellow, we are greatly concerned," said Hamidullah's voice. One, two, three, four bumps, as people sat down upon his bed. "When a doctor falls ill it is a serious matter," said the voice of Mr. Syed Mohammed, the assistant engineer.<|quote|>"When an engineer falls i... | thought of a man there who could be trusted to send him a wire and a letter that he could show to Major Callendar, when the noise of wheels was heard in his compound. Someone had called to enquire. The thought of sympathy increased his fever, and with a sincere groan he wrapped himself in his quilt. "Aziz, my dear fell... | whatever Major Callendar thought. Aziz upheld the proprieties, though he did not invest them with any moral halo, and it was here that he chiefly differed from an Englishman. His conventions were social. There is no harm in deceiving society as long as she does not find you out, because it is only when she finds you ou... | but did not go on testing his rupees, in case his master heard them clink. On twittered the Sunday bells; the East had returned to the East via the suburbs of England, and had become ridiculous during the detour. Aziz continued to think about beautiful women. His mind here was hard and direct, though not brutal. He had... | If he entered this room the disgrace of it would kill me." He called to Hassan to clear up, but Hassan, who was testing his wages by ringing them on the step of the verandah, found it possible not to hear him; heard and didn't hear, just as Aziz had called and hadn't called. "That's India all over . . . how like us . .... | the horrible mass that hung from the ceiling. The nucleus was a wire which had been inserted as a homage to electricity. Electricity had paid no attention, and a colony of eye-flies had come instead and blackened the coils with their bodies. "Huzoor, those are flies." "Good, good, they are, excellent, but why have I ca... | A Passage To India |
said the voice of Mr. Haq, a police inspector. | No speaker | ill, it is equally important,"<|quote|>said the voice of Mr. Haq, a police inspector.</|quote|>"Oh yes, we are all | engineer. "When an engineer falls ill, it is equally important,"<|quote|>said the voice of Mr. Haq, a police inspector.</|quote|>"Oh yes, we are all jolly important, our salaries prove | dear fellow, we are greatly concerned," said Hamidullah's voice. One, two, three, four bumps, as people sat down upon his bed. "When a doctor falls ill it is a serious matter," said the voice of Mr. Syed Mohammed, the assistant engineer. "When an engineer falls ill, it is equally important,"<|quote|>said the voice of M... | to send him a wire and a letter that he could show to Major Callendar, when the noise of wheels was heard in his compound. Someone had called to enquire. The thought of sympathy increased his fever, and with a sincere groan he wrapped himself in his quilt. "Aziz, my dear fellow, we are greatly concerned," said Hamidull... | he did not invest them with any moral halo, and it was here that he chiefly differed from an Englishman. His conventions were social. There is no harm in deceiving society as long as she does not find you out, because it is only when she finds you out that you have harmed her; she is not like a friend or God, who are i... | case his master heard them clink. On twittered the Sunday bells; the East had returned to the East via the suburbs of England, and had become ridiculous during the detour. Aziz continued to think about beautiful women. His mind here was hard and direct, though not brutal. He had learnt all he needed concerning his own ... | would kill me." He called to Hassan to clear up, but Hassan, who was testing his wages by ringing them on the step of the verandah, found it possible not to hear him; heard and didn't hear, just as Aziz had called and hadn't called. "That's India all over . . . how like us . . . there we are . . ." He dozed again, and ... | have you to do?" "Kill flies." "Good. Do it." Hassan withdrew, the plan almost lodged in his head, and began to look for the little boy. Not finding him, his steps grew slower, and he stole back to his post on the verandah, but did not go on testing his rupees, in case his master heard them clink. On twittered the Sund... | A Passage To India |
piped Rafi, the engineer's nephew. | No speaker | our Principal last Thursday afternoon,"<|quote|>piped Rafi, the engineer's nephew.</|quote|>"Professor Godbole, who also attended, | "Dr. Aziz took tea with our Principal last Thursday afternoon,"<|quote|>piped Rafi, the engineer's nephew.</|quote|>"Professor Godbole, who also attended, has sickened too, which seems | matter," said the voice of Mr. Syed Mohammed, the assistant engineer. "When an engineer falls ill, it is equally important," said the voice of Mr. Haq, a police inspector. "Oh yes, we are all jolly important, our salaries prove it." "Dr. Aziz took tea with our Principal last Thursday afternoon,"<|quote|>piped Rafi, the... | The thought of sympathy increased his fever, and with a sincere groan he wrapped himself in his quilt. "Aziz, my dear fellow, we are greatly concerned," said Hamidullah's voice. One, two, three, four bumps, as people sat down upon his bed. "When a doctor falls ill it is a serious matter," said the voice of Mr. Syed Moh... | society as long as she does not find you out, because it is only when she finds you out that you have harmed her; she is not like a friend or God, who are injured by the mere existence of unfaithfulness. Quite clear about this, he meditated what type of lie he should tell to get away to Calcutta, and had thought of a m... | Aziz continued to think about beautiful women. His mind here was hard and direct, though not brutal. He had learnt all he needed concerning his own constitution many years ago, thanks to the social order into which he had been born, and when he came to study medicine he was repelled by the pedantry and fuss with which ... | to hear him; heard and didn't hear, just as Aziz had called and hadn't called. "That's India all over . . . how like us . . . there we are . . ." He dozed again, and his thoughts wandered over the varied surface of life. Gradually they steadied upon a certain spot the Bottomless Pit according to missionaries, but he ha... | direct, though not brutal. He had learnt all he needed concerning his own constitution many years ago, thanks to the social order into which he had been born, and when he came to study medicine he was repelled by the pedantry and fuss with which Europe tabulates the facts of sex. Science seemed to discuss everything fr... | A Passage To India |
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