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So touchy as a rule, Aziz was unassailable. The wings that uplifted him did not falter, because he was a Mogul emperor who had done his duty. Perched on his elephant, he watched the Marabar Hills recede, and saw again, as provinces of his kingdom, the grim untidy plain, the frantic and feeble movements of the buckets, ... | No speaker | no right to abet her."<|quote|>So touchy as a rule, Aziz was unassailable. The wings that uplifted him did not falter, because he was a Mogul emperor who had done his duty. Perched on his elephant, he watched the Marabar Hills recede, and saw again, as provinces of his kingdom, the grim untidy plain, the frantic and fe... | party, and Miss Derek had no right to abet her."<|quote|>So touchy as a rule, Aziz was unassailable. The wings that uplifted him did not falter, because he was a Mogul emperor who had done his duty. Perched on his elephant, he watched the Marabar Hills recede, and saw again, as provinces of his kingdom, the grim untidy... | are worrying on my account, but really I don't mind, I never notice trifles." "I do worry on your account. I consider they have been impolite!" said Fielding, lowering his voice. "She had no right to dash away from your party, and Miss Derek had no right to abet her."<|quote|>So touchy as a rule, Aziz was unassailable.... | off this way towards the Ganges. "She would have wanted me, if she was ill, to attend her." "Yes, that sounds sense." "I see you're worrying, let's talk of other things," he said kindly. "Miss Quested was always to do what she wished, it was our arrangement. I see you are worrying on my account, but really I don't mind... | among the rocks at this place; it was scurfy with cactuses. "I suppose the guide helped her." "Oh, rather, most helpful." "Is there a path off the top?" "Millions of paths, my dear fellow." Fielding could see nothing but the crease. Everywhere else the glaring granite plunged into the earth. "But you saw them get down ... | had told a good many lies. "She ran to her friend, I to mine," he went on, smiling. "And now I am with my friends and they are with me and each other, which is happiness." Loving them both, he expected them to love each other. They didn't want to. Fielding thought with hostility, "I knew these women would make trouble,... | she preferred Indians who didn't invite her to their entertainments to those who did it. Mrs. Moore sat swinging her foot, and appeared sulky and stupid. She said: "Miss Derek is most unsatisfactory and restless, always in a hurry, always wanting something new; she will do anything in the world except go back to the In... | expected them to love each other. They didn't want to. Fielding thought with hostility, "I knew these women would make trouble," and Mrs. Moore thought, "This man, having missed the train, tries to blame us" "; but her thoughts were feeble; since her faintness in the cave she was sunk in apathy and cynicism. The wonder... | A Passage To India |
"Aziz, have you figured out what this picnic will cost you?" | Cyril Fielding | to think of as "Cyril."<|quote|>"Aziz, have you figured out what this picnic will cost you?"</|quote|>"Sh! my dear chap, don't | sat Fielding, whom he began to think of as "Cyril."<|quote|>"Aziz, have you figured out what this picnic will cost you?"</|quote|>"Sh! my dear chap, don't mention that part. Hundreds and | time as he could, and if they came late or left early that was not his affair. Mrs. Moore slept, swaying against the rods of the howdah, Mohammed Latif embraced her with efficiency and respect, and by his own side sat Fielding, whom he began to think of as "Cyril."<|quote|>"Aziz, have you figured out what this picnic w... | he watched the Marabar Hills recede, and saw again, as provinces of his kingdom, the grim untidy plain, the frantic and feeble movements of the buckets, the white shrines, the shallow graves, the suave sky, the snake that looked like a tree. He had given his guests as good a time as he could, and if they came late or l... | he said kindly. "Miss Quested was always to do what she wished, it was our arrangement. I see you are worrying on my account, but really I don't mind, I never notice trifles." "I do worry on your account. I consider they have been impolite!" said Fielding, lowering his voice. "She had no right to dash away from your pa... | began to unwind out of the corridor and escaped under the precipice towards the railway station, pursued by stabs of hot air. They came to the place where he had quitted the car. A disagreeable thought now struck him, and he said: "Aziz, exactly where and how did you leave Miss Quested?" "Up there." He indicated the Ka... | chiefly with himself. He had begun by missing a train a sin he was never guilty of and now that he did arrive it was to upset Aziz' arrangements for the second time. He wanted someone to share the blame, and frowned at Mrs. Moore rather magisterially. "Aziz is a charming fellow," he announced. "I know," she answered, w... | The crease continued as a nullah across the plain, the water draining off this way towards the Ganges. "She would have wanted me, if she was ill, to attend her." "Yes, that sounds sense." "I see you're worrying, let's talk of other things," he said kindly. "Miss Quested was always to do what she wished, it was our arra... | A Passage To India |
"Sh! my dear chap, don't mention that part. Hundreds and hundreds of rupees. The completed account will be too awful; my friends' servants have robbed me right and left, and as for an elephant, she apparently eats gold. I can trust you not to repeat this. And M.L. please employ initials, he listens is far the worst of ... | Dr. Aziz | this picnic will cost you?"<|quote|>"Sh! my dear chap, don't mention that part. Hundreds and hundreds of rupees. The completed account will be too awful; my friends' servants have robbed me right and left, and as for an elephant, she apparently eats gold. I can trust you not to repeat this. And M.L. please employ initi... | have you figured out what this picnic will cost you?"<|quote|>"Sh! my dear chap, don't mention that part. Hundreds and hundreds of rupees. The completed account will be too awful; my friends' servants have robbed me right and left, and as for an elephant, she apparently eats gold. I can trust you not to repeat this. An... | early that was not his affair. Mrs. Moore slept, swaying against the rods of the howdah, Mohammed Latif embraced her with efficiency and respect, and by his own side sat Fielding, whom he began to think of as "Cyril." "Aziz, have you figured out what this picnic will cost you?"<|quote|>"Sh! my dear chap, don't mention ... | of his kingdom, the grim untidy plain, the frantic and feeble movements of the buckets, the white shrines, the shallow graves, the suave sky, the snake that looked like a tree. He had given his guests as good a time as he could, and if they came late or left early that was not his affair. Mrs. Moore slept, swaying agai... | wished, it was our arrangement. I see you are worrying on my account, but really I don't mind, I never notice trifles." "I do worry on your account. I consider they have been impolite!" said Fielding, lowering his voice. "She had no right to dash away from your party, and Miss Derek had no right to abet her." So touchy... | precipice towards the railway station, pursued by stabs of hot air. They came to the place where he had quitted the car. A disagreeable thought now struck him, and he said: "Aziz, exactly where and how did you leave Miss Quested?" "Up there." He indicated the Kawa Dol cheerfully. "But how" A gully, or rather a crease, ... | sin he was never guilty of and now that he did arrive it was to upset Aziz' arrangements for the second time. He wanted someone to share the blame, and frowned at Mrs. Moore rather magisterially. "Aziz is a charming fellow," he announced. "I know," she answered, with a yawn. "He has taken endless trouble to make a succ... | A disagreeable thought now struck him, and he said: "Aziz, exactly where and how did you leave Miss Quested?" "Up there." He indicated the Kawa Dol cheerfully. "But how" A gully, or rather a crease, showed among the rocks at this place; it was scurfy with cactuses. "I suppose the guide helped her." "Oh, rather, most he... | A Passage To India |
"I told you he's no good." | Cyril Fielding | far the worst of all."<|quote|>"I told you he's no good."</|quote|>"He is plenty of good | employ initials, he listens is far the worst of all."<|quote|>"I told you he's no good."</|quote|>"He is plenty of good for himself; his dishonesty will | and hundreds of rupees. The completed account will be too awful; my friends' servants have robbed me right and left, and as for an elephant, she apparently eats gold. I can trust you not to repeat this. And M.L. please employ initials, he listens is far the worst of all."<|quote|>"I told you he's no good."</|quote|>"He... | swaying against the rods of the howdah, Mohammed Latif embraced her with efficiency and respect, and by his own side sat Fielding, whom he began to think of as "Cyril." "Aziz, have you figured out what this picnic will cost you?" "Sh! my dear chap, don't mention that part. Hundreds and hundreds of rupees. The completed... | touchy as a rule, Aziz was unassailable. The wings that uplifted him did not falter, because he was a Mogul emperor who had done his duty. Perched on his elephant, he watched the Marabar Hills recede, and saw again, as provinces of his kingdom, the grim untidy plain, the frantic and feeble movements of the buckets, the... | the rocks at this place; it was scurfy with cactuses. "I suppose the guide helped her." "Oh, rather, most helpful." "Is there a path off the top?" "Millions of paths, my dear fellow." Fielding could see nothing but the crease. Everywhere else the glaring granite plunged into the earth. "But you saw them get down safe?"... | of our picnic." They knew one another very little, and felt rather awkward at being drawn together by an Indian. The racial problem can take subtle forms. In their case it had induced a sort of jealousy, a mutual suspicion. He tried to goad her enthusiasm; she scarcely spoke. Aziz fetched them to breakfast. "It is quit... | down safe?" "Yes, yes, she and Miss Derek, and go off in the car." "Then the guide came back to you?" "Exactly. Got a cigarette?" "I hope she wasn't ill," pursued the Englishman. The crease continued as a nullah across the plain, the water draining off this way towards the Ganges. "She would have wanted me, if she was ... | A Passage To India |
"He is plenty of good for himself; his dishonesty will ruin me." | Dr. Aziz | told you he's no good."<|quote|>"He is plenty of good for himself; his dishonesty will ruin me."</|quote|>"Aziz, how monstrous!" "I am | the worst of all." "I told you he's no good."<|quote|>"He is plenty of good for himself; his dishonesty will ruin me."</|quote|>"Aziz, how monstrous!" "I am delighted with him really, he | account will be too awful; my friends' servants have robbed me right and left, and as for an elephant, she apparently eats gold. I can trust you not to repeat this. And M.L. please employ initials, he listens is far the worst of all." "I told you he's no good."<|quote|>"He is plenty of good for himself; his dishonesty ... | howdah, Mohammed Latif embraced her with efficiency and respect, and by his own side sat Fielding, whom he began to think of as "Cyril." "Aziz, have you figured out what this picnic will cost you?" "Sh! my dear chap, don't mention that part. Hundreds and hundreds of rupees. The completed account will be too awful; my f... | unassailable. The wings that uplifted him did not falter, because he was a Mogul emperor who had done his duty. Perched on his elephant, he watched the Marabar Hills recede, and saw again, as provinces of his kingdom, the grim untidy plain, the frantic and feeble movements of the buckets, the white shrines, the shallow... | was scurfy with cactuses. "I suppose the guide helped her." "Oh, rather, most helpful." "Is there a path off the top?" "Millions of paths, my dear fellow." Fielding could see nothing but the crease. Everywhere else the glaring granite plunged into the earth. "But you saw them get down safe?" "Yes, yes, she and Miss Der... | another very little, and felt rather awkward at being drawn together by an Indian. The racial problem can take subtle forms. In their case it had induced a sort of jealousy, a mutual suspicion. He tried to goad her enthusiasm; she scarcely spoke. Aziz fetched them to breakfast. "It is quite natural about Miss Quested,"... | these women would make trouble," and Mrs. Moore thought, "This man, having missed the train, tries to blame us" "; but her thoughts were feeble; since her faintness in the cave she was sunk in apathy and cynicism. The wonderful India of her opening weeks, with its cool nights and acceptable hints of infinity, had vanis... | A Passage To India |
"Aziz, how monstrous!" | Cyril Fielding | his dishonesty will ruin me."<|quote|>"Aziz, how monstrous!"</|quote|>"I am delighted with him | plenty of good for himself; his dishonesty will ruin me."<|quote|>"Aziz, how monstrous!"</|quote|>"I am delighted with him really, he has made my | and left, and as for an elephant, she apparently eats gold. I can trust you not to repeat this. And M.L. please employ initials, he listens is far the worst of all." "I told you he's no good." "He is plenty of good for himself; his dishonesty will ruin me."<|quote|>"Aziz, how monstrous!"</|quote|>"I am delighted with h... | own side sat Fielding, whom he began to think of as "Cyril." "Aziz, have you figured out what this picnic will cost you?" "Sh! my dear chap, don't mention that part. Hundreds and hundreds of rupees. The completed account will be too awful; my friends' servants have robbed me right and left, and as for an elephant, she ... | a Mogul emperor who had done his duty. Perched on his elephant, he watched the Marabar Hills recede, and saw again, as provinces of his kingdom, the grim untidy plain, the frantic and feeble movements of the buckets, the white shrines, the shallow graves, the suave sky, the snake that looked like a tree. He had given h... | most helpful." "Is there a path off the top?" "Millions of paths, my dear fellow." Fielding could see nothing but the crease. Everywhere else the glaring granite plunged into the earth. "But you saw them get down safe?" "Yes, yes, she and Miss Derek, and go off in the car." "Then the guide came back to you?" "Exactly. ... | an Indian. The racial problem can take subtle forms. In their case it had induced a sort of jealousy, a mutual suspicion. He tried to goad her enthusiasm; she scarcely spoke. Aziz fetched them to breakfast. "It is quite natural about Miss Quested," he remarked, for he had been working the incident a little in his mind,... | and Miss Derek had no right to abet her." So touchy as a rule, Aziz was unassailable. The wings that uplifted him did not falter, because he was a Mogul emperor who had done his duty. Perched on his elephant, he watched the Marabar Hills recede, and saw again, as provinces of his kingdom, the grim untidy plain, the fra... | A Passage To India |
"I am delighted with him really, he has made my guests comfortable; besides, it is my duty to employ him, he is my cousin. If money goes, money comes. If money stays, death comes. Did you ever hear that useful Urdu proverb? Probably not, for I have just invented it." | Dr. Aziz | ruin me." "Aziz, how monstrous!"<|quote|>"I am delighted with him really, he has made my guests comfortable; besides, it is my duty to employ him, he is my cousin. If money goes, money comes. If money stays, death comes. Did you ever hear that useful Urdu proverb? Probably not, for I have just invented it."</|quote|>"M... | for himself; his dishonesty will ruin me." "Aziz, how monstrous!"<|quote|>"I am delighted with him really, he has made my guests comfortable; besides, it is my duty to employ him, he is my cousin. If money goes, money comes. If money stays, death comes. Did you ever hear that useful Urdu proverb? Probably not, for I ha... | as for an elephant, she apparently eats gold. I can trust you not to repeat this. And M.L. please employ initials, he listens is far the worst of all." "I told you he's no good." "He is plenty of good for himself; his dishonesty will ruin me." "Aziz, how monstrous!"<|quote|>"I am delighted with him really, he has made ... | Fielding, whom he began to think of as "Cyril." "Aziz, have you figured out what this picnic will cost you?" "Sh! my dear chap, don't mention that part. Hundreds and hundreds of rupees. The completed account will be too awful; my friends' servants have robbed me right and left, and as for an elephant, she apparently ea... | who had done his duty. Perched on his elephant, he watched the Marabar Hills recede, and saw again, as provinces of his kingdom, the grim untidy plain, the frantic and feeble movements of the buckets, the white shrines, the shallow graves, the suave sky, the snake that looked like a tree. He had given his guests as goo... | there a path off the top?" "Millions of paths, my dear fellow." Fielding could see nothing but the crease. Everywhere else the glaring granite plunged into the earth. "But you saw them get down safe?" "Yes, yes, she and Miss Derek, and go off in the car." "Then the guide came back to you?" "Exactly. Got a cigarette?" "... | racial problem can take subtle forms. In their case it had induced a sort of jealousy, a mutual suspicion. He tried to goad her enthusiasm; she scarcely spoke. Aziz fetched them to breakfast. "It is quite natural about Miss Quested," he remarked, for he had been working the incident a little in his mind, to get rid of ... | path off the top?" "Millions of paths, my dear fellow." Fielding could see nothing but the crease. Everywhere else the glaring granite plunged into the earth. "But you saw them get down safe?" "Yes, yes, she and Miss Derek, and go off in the car." "Then the guide came back to you?" "Exactly. Got a cigarette?" "I hope s... | A Passage To India |
"My proverbs are: A penny saved is a penny earned; A stitch in time saves nine; Look before you leap; and the British Empire rests on them. You will never kick us out, you know, until you cease employing M.L.'s and such." | Cyril Fielding | I have just invented it."<|quote|>"My proverbs are: A penny saved is a penny earned; A stitch in time saves nine; Look before you leap; and the British Empire rests on them. You will never kick us out, you know, until you cease employing M.L.'s and such."</|quote|>"Oh, kick you out? Why | Urdu proverb? Probably not, for I have just invented it."<|quote|>"My proverbs are: A penny saved is a penny earned; A stitch in time saves nine; Look before you leap; and the British Empire rests on them. You will never kick us out, you know, until you cease employing M.L.'s and such."</|quote|>"Oh, kick you out? Why ... | "I am delighted with him really, he has made my guests comfortable; besides, it is my duty to employ him, he is my cousin. If money goes, money comes. If money stays, death comes. Did you ever hear that useful Urdu proverb? Probably not, for I have just invented it."<|quote|>"My proverbs are: A penny saved is a penny e... | as for an elephant, she apparently eats gold. I can trust you not to repeat this. And M.L. please employ initials, he listens is far the worst of all." "I told you he's no good." "He is plenty of good for himself; his dishonesty will ruin me." "Aziz, how monstrous!" "I am delighted with him really, he has made my guest... | tree. He had given his guests as good a time as he could, and if they came late or left early that was not his affair. Mrs. Moore slept, swaying against the rods of the howdah, Mohammed Latif embraced her with efficiency and respect, and by his own side sat Fielding, whom he began to think of as "Cyril." "Aziz, have yo... | came back to you?" "Exactly. Got a cigarette?" "I hope she wasn't ill," pursued the Englishman. The crease continued as a nullah across the plain, the water draining off this way towards the Ganges. "She would have wanted me, if she was ill, to attend her." "Yes, that sounds sense." "I see you're worrying, let's talk o... | little in his mind, to get rid of its roughnesses. "We were having an interesting talk with our guide, then the car was seen, so she decided to go down to her friend." Incurably inaccurate, he already thought that this was what had occurred. He was inaccurate because he was sensitive. He did not like to remember Miss Q... | began to unwind out of the corridor and escaped under the precipice towards the railway station, pursued by stabs of hot air. They came to the place where he had quitted the car. A disagreeable thought now struck him, and he said: "Aziz, exactly where and how did you leave Miss Quested?" "Up there." He indicated the Ka... | A Passage To India |
"Oh, kick you out? Why should I trouble over that dirty job? Leave it to the politicians. . . . No, when I was a student I got excited over your damned countrymen, certainly; but if they'll let me get on with my profession and not be too rude to me officially, I really don't ask for more." | Dr. Aziz | cease employing M.L.'s and such."<|quote|>"Oh, kick you out? Why should I trouble over that dirty job? Leave it to the politicians. . . . No, when I was a student I got excited over your damned countrymen, certainly; but if they'll let me get on with my profession and not be too rude to me officially, I really don't as... | out, you know, until you cease employing M.L.'s and such."<|quote|>"Oh, kick you out? Why should I trouble over that dirty job? Leave it to the politicians. . . . No, when I was a student I got excited over your damned countrymen, certainly; but if they'll let me get on with my profession and not be too rude to me offi... | Probably not, for I have just invented it." "My proverbs are: A penny saved is a penny earned; A stitch in time saves nine; Look before you leap; and the British Empire rests on them. You will never kick us out, you know, until you cease employing M.L.'s and such."<|quote|>"Oh, kick you out? Why should I trouble over t... | his dishonesty will ruin me." "Aziz, how monstrous!" "I am delighted with him really, he has made my guests comfortable; besides, it is my duty to employ him, he is my cousin. If money goes, money comes. If money stays, death comes. Did you ever hear that useful Urdu proverb? Probably not, for I have just invented it."... | and respect, and by his own side sat Fielding, whom he began to think of as "Cyril." "Aziz, have you figured out what this picnic will cost you?" "Sh! my dear chap, don't mention that part. Hundreds and hundreds of rupees. The completed account will be too awful; my friends' servants have robbed me right and left, and ... | ill, to attend her." "Yes, that sounds sense." "I see you're worrying, let's talk of other things," he said kindly. "Miss Quested was always to do what she wished, it was our arrangement. I see you are worrying on my account, but really I don't mind, I never notice trifles." "I do worry on your account. I consider they... | had occurred. He was inaccurate because he was sensitive. He did not like to remember Miss Quested's remark about polygamy, because it was unworthy of a guest, so he put it from his mind, and with it the knowledge that he had bolted into a cave to get away from her. He was inaccurate because he desired to honour her, a... | one cave. He wasn't impressed. Then they got on the elephant and the picnic began to unwind out of the corridor and escaped under the precipice towards the railway station, pursued by stabs of hot air. They came to the place where he had quitted the car. A disagreeable thought now struck him, and he said: "Aziz, exactl... | A Passage To India |
"But you do; you take them to a picnic." | Cyril Fielding | really don't ask for more."<|quote|>"But you do; you take them to a picnic."</|quote|>"This picnic is nothing to | rude to me officially, I really don't ask for more."<|quote|>"But you do; you take them to a picnic."</|quote|>"This picnic is nothing to do with English or Indian; | over that dirty job? Leave it to the politicians. . . . No, when I was a student I got excited over your damned countrymen, certainly; but if they'll let me get on with my profession and not be too rude to me officially, I really don't ask for more."<|quote|>"But you do; you take them to a picnic."</|quote|>"This picni... | "My proverbs are: A penny saved is a penny earned; A stitch in time saves nine; Look before you leap; and the British Empire rests on them. You will never kick us out, you know, until you cease employing M.L.'s and such." "Oh, kick you out? Why should I trouble over that dirty job? Leave it to the politicians. . . . No... | as for an elephant, she apparently eats gold. I can trust you not to repeat this. And M.L. please employ initials, he listens is far the worst of all." "I told you he's no good." "He is plenty of good for himself; his dishonesty will ruin me." "Aziz, how monstrous!" "I am delighted with him really, he has made my guest... | they have been impolite!" said Fielding, lowering his voice. "She had no right to dash away from your party, and Miss Derek had no right to abet her." So touchy as a rule, Aziz was unassailable. The wings that uplifted him did not falter, because he was a Mogul emperor who had done his duty. Perched on his elephant, he... | honour her, and facts being entangled he had to arrange them in her vicinity, as one tidies the ground after extracting a weed. Before breakfast was over, he had told a good many lies. "She ran to her friend, I to mine," he went on, smiling. "And now I am with my friends and they are with me and each other, which is ha... | Mrs. Moore slept, swaying against the rods of the howdah, Mohammed Latif embraced her with efficiency and respect, and by his own side sat Fielding, whom he began to think of as "Cyril." "Aziz, have you figured out what this picnic will cost you?" "Sh! my dear chap, don't mention that part. Hundreds and hundreds of rup... | A Passage To India |
"This picnic is nothing to do with English or Indian; it is an expedition of friends." | Dr. Aziz | take them to a picnic."<|quote|>"This picnic is nothing to do with English or Indian; it is an expedition of friends."</|quote|>So the cavalcade ended, partly | more." "But you do; you take them to a picnic."<|quote|>"This picnic is nothing to do with English or Indian; it is an expedition of friends."</|quote|>So the cavalcade ended, partly pleasant, partly not; the Brahman | . . . No, when I was a student I got excited over your damned countrymen, certainly; but if they'll let me get on with my profession and not be too rude to me officially, I really don't ask for more." "But you do; you take them to a picnic."<|quote|>"This picnic is nothing to do with English or Indian; it is an expedit... | earned; A stitch in time saves nine; Look before you leap; and the British Empire rests on them. You will never kick us out, you know, until you cease employing M.L.'s and such." "Oh, kick you out? Why should I trouble over that dirty job? Leave it to the politicians. . . . No, when I was a student I got excited over y... | can trust you not to repeat this. And M.L. please employ initials, he listens is far the worst of all." "I told you he's no good." "He is plenty of good for himself; his dishonesty will ruin me." "Aziz, how monstrous!" "I am delighted with him really, he has made my guests comfortable; besides, it is my duty to employ ... | "She had no right to dash away from your party, and Miss Derek had no right to abet her." So touchy as a rule, Aziz was unassailable. The wings that uplifted him did not falter, because he was a Mogul emperor who had done his duty. Perched on his elephant, he watched the Marabar Hills recede, and saw again, as province... | arrange them in her vicinity, as one tidies the ground after extracting a weed. Before breakfast was over, he had told a good many lies. "She ran to her friend, I to mine," he went on, smiling. "And now I am with my friends and they are with me and each other, which is happiness." Loving them both, he expected them to ... | get down safe?" "Yes, yes, she and Miss Derek, and go off in the car." "Then the guide came back to you?" "Exactly. Got a cigarette?" "I hope she wasn't ill," pursued the Englishman. The crease continued as a nullah across the plain, the water draining off this way towards the Ganges. "She would have wanted me, if she ... | A Passage To India |
So the cavalcade ended, partly pleasant, partly not; the Brahman cook was picked up, the train arrived, pushing its burning throat over the plain, and the twentieth century took over from the sixteenth. Mrs. Moore entered her carriage, the three men went to theirs, adjusted the shutters, turned on the electric fan and ... | No speaker | is an expedition of friends."<|quote|>So the cavalcade ended, partly pleasant, partly not; the Brahman cook was picked up, the train arrived, pushing its burning throat over the plain, and the twentieth century took over from the sixteenth. Mrs. Moore entered her carriage, the three men went to theirs, adjusted the shu... | with English or Indian; it is an expedition of friends."<|quote|>So the cavalcade ended, partly pleasant, partly not; the Brahman cook was picked up, the train arrived, pushing its burning throat over the plain, and the twentieth century took over from the sixteenth. Mrs. Moore entered her carriage, the three men went ... | certainly; but if they'll let me get on with my profession and not be too rude to me officially, I really don't ask for more." "But you do; you take them to a picnic." "This picnic is nothing to do with English or Indian; it is an expedition of friends."<|quote|>So the cavalcade ended, partly pleasant, partly not; the ... | on them. You will never kick us out, you know, until you cease employing M.L.'s and such." "Oh, kick you out? Why should I trouble over that dirty job? Leave it to the politicians. . . . No, when I was a student I got excited over your damned countrymen, certainly; but if they'll let me get on with my profession and no... | the worst of all." "I told you he's no good." "He is plenty of good for himself; his dishonesty will ruin me." "Aziz, how monstrous!" "I am delighted with him really, he has made my guests comfortable; besides, it is my duty to employ him, he is my cousin. If money goes, money comes. If money stays, death comes. Did yo... | to abet her." So touchy as a rule, Aziz was unassailable. The wings that uplifted him did not falter, because he was a Mogul emperor who had done his duty. Perched on his elephant, he watched the Marabar Hills recede, and saw again, as provinces of his kingdom, the grim untidy plain, the frantic and feeble movements of... | was over, he had told a good many lies. "She ran to her friend, I to mine," he went on, smiling. "And now I am with my friends and they are with me and each other, which is happiness." Loving them both, he expected them to love each other. They didn't want to. Fielding thought with hostility, "I knew these women would ... | of other things," he said kindly. "Miss Quested was always to do what she wished, it was our arrangement. I see you are worrying on my account, but really I don't mind, I never notice trifles." "I do worry on your account. I consider they have been impolite!" said Fielding, lowering his voice. "She had no right to dash... | A Passage To India |
"Dr. Aziz, it is my highly painful duty to arrest you." | Mr. Haq | and said in shrill tones:<|quote|>"Dr. Aziz, it is my highly painful duty to arrest you."</|quote|>"Hullo, some mistake," said Fielding, | the door of their carriage and said in shrill tones:<|quote|>"Dr. Aziz, it is my highly painful duty to arrest you."</|quote|>"Hullo, some mistake," said Fielding, at once taking charge of | Chandrapore, Chandrapore! The expedition was over. And as it ended, as they sat up in the gloom and prepared to enter ordinary life, suddenly the long drawn strangeness of the morning snapped. Mr. Haq, the Inspector of Police, flung open the door of their carriage and said in shrill tones:<|quote|>"Dr. Aziz, it is my h... | romantic. The train halted once under a pump, to drench the stock of coal in its tender. Then it caught sight of the main line in the distance, took courage, and bumped forward, rounded the civil station, surmounted the level-crossing (the rails were scorching now), and clanked to a stand-still. Chandrapore, Chandrapor... | cook was picked up, the train arrived, pushing its burning throat over the plain, and the twentieth century took over from the sixteenth. Mrs. Moore entered her carriage, the three men went to theirs, adjusted the shutters, turned on the electric fan and tried to get some sleep. In the twilight, all resembled corpses, ... | "He is plenty of good for himself; his dishonesty will ruin me." "Aziz, how monstrous!" "I am delighted with him really, he has made my guests comfortable; besides, it is my duty to employ him, he is my cousin. If money goes, money comes. If money stays, death comes. Did you ever hear that useful Urdu proverb? Probably... | was scurfy with cactuses. "I suppose the guide helped her." "Oh, rather, most helpful." "Is there a path off the top?" "Millions of paths, my dear fellow." Fielding could see nothing but the crease. Everywhere else the glaring granite plunged into the earth. "But you saw them get down safe?" "Yes, yes, she and Miss Der... | I got excited over your damned countrymen, certainly; but if they'll let me get on with my profession and not be too rude to me officially, I really don't ask for more." "But you do; you take them to a picnic." "This picnic is nothing to do with English or Indian; it is an expedition of friends." So the cavalcade ended... | A Passage To India |
"Hullo, some mistake," | Cyril Fielding | painful duty to arrest you."<|quote|>"Hullo, some mistake,"</|quote|>said Fielding, at once taking | Aziz, it is my highly painful duty to arrest you."<|quote|>"Hullo, some mistake,"</|quote|>said Fielding, at once taking charge of the situation. "Sir, | they sat up in the gloom and prepared to enter ordinary life, suddenly the long drawn strangeness of the morning snapped. Mr. Haq, the Inspector of Police, flung open the door of their carriage and said in shrill tones: "Dr. Aziz, it is my highly painful duty to arrest you."<|quote|>"Hullo, some mistake,"</|quote|>said... | stock of coal in its tender. Then it caught sight of the main line in the distance, took courage, and bumped forward, rounded the civil station, surmounted the level-crossing (the rails were scorching now), and clanked to a stand-still. Chandrapore, Chandrapore! The expedition was over. And as it ended, as they sat up ... | over the plain, and the twentieth century took over from the sixteenth. Mrs. Moore entered her carriage, the three men went to theirs, adjusted the shutters, turned on the electric fan and tried to get some sleep. In the twilight, all resembled corpses, and the train itself seemed dead though it moved a coffin from the... | me." "Aziz, how monstrous!" "I am delighted with him really, he has made my guests comfortable; besides, it is my duty to employ him, he is my cousin. If money goes, money comes. If money stays, death comes. Did you ever hear that useful Urdu proverb? Probably not, for I have just invented it." "My proverbs are: A penn... | rather, most helpful." "Is there a path off the top?" "Millions of paths, my dear fellow." Fielding could see nothing but the crease. Everywhere else the glaring granite plunged into the earth. "But you saw them get down safe?" "Yes, yes, she and Miss Derek, and go off in the car." "Then the guide came back to you?" "E... | penny earned; A stitch in time saves nine; Look before you leap; and the British Empire rests on them. You will never kick us out, you know, until you cease employing M.L.'s and such." "Oh, kick you out? Why should I trouble over that dirty job? Leave it to the politicians. . . . No, when I was a student I got excited ... | A Passage To India |
said Fielding, at once taking charge of the situation. | No speaker | arrest you." "Hullo, some mistake,"<|quote|>said Fielding, at once taking charge of the situation.</|quote|>"Sir, they are my instructions. | my highly painful duty to arrest you." "Hullo, some mistake,"<|quote|>said Fielding, at once taking charge of the situation.</|quote|>"Sir, they are my instructions. I know nothing." "On what | in the gloom and prepared to enter ordinary life, suddenly the long drawn strangeness of the morning snapped. Mr. Haq, the Inspector of Police, flung open the door of their carriage and said in shrill tones: "Dr. Aziz, it is my highly painful duty to arrest you." "Hullo, some mistake,"<|quote|>said Fielding, at once ta... | in its tender. Then it caught sight of the main line in the distance, took courage, and bumped forward, rounded the civil station, surmounted the level-crossing (the rails were scorching now), and clanked to a stand-still. Chandrapore, Chandrapore! The expedition was over. And as it ended, as they sat up in the gloom a... | and the twentieth century took over from the sixteenth. Mrs. Moore entered her carriage, the three men went to theirs, adjusted the shutters, turned on the electric fan and tried to get some sleep. In the twilight, all resembled corpses, and the train itself seemed dead though it moved a coffin from the scientific nort... | monstrous!" "I am delighted with him really, he has made my guests comfortable; besides, it is my duty to employ him, he is my cousin. If money goes, money comes. If money stays, death comes. Did you ever hear that useful Urdu proverb? Probably not, for I have just invented it." "My proverbs are: A penny saved is a pen... | "Is there a path off the top?" "Millions of paths, my dear fellow." Fielding could see nothing but the crease. Everywhere else the glaring granite plunged into the earth. "But you saw them get down safe?" "Yes, yes, she and Miss Derek, and go off in the car." "Then the guide came back to you?" "Exactly. Got a cigarette... | the howdah, Mohammed Latif embraced her with efficiency and respect, and by his own side sat Fielding, whom he began to think of as "Cyril." "Aziz, have you figured out what this picnic will cost you?" "Sh! my dear chap, don't mention that part. Hundreds and hundreds of rupees. The completed account will be too awful; ... | A Passage To India |
"Sir, they are my instructions. I know nothing." | Mr. Haq | taking charge of the situation.<|quote|>"Sir, they are my instructions. I know nothing."</|quote|>"On what charge do you | mistake," said Fielding, at once taking charge of the situation.<|quote|>"Sir, they are my instructions. I know nothing."</|quote|>"On what charge do you arrest him?" "I am under | suddenly the long drawn strangeness of the morning snapped. Mr. Haq, the Inspector of Police, flung open the door of their carriage and said in shrill tones: "Dr. Aziz, it is my highly painful duty to arrest you." "Hullo, some mistake," said Fielding, at once taking charge of the situation.<|quote|>"Sir, they are my in... | main line in the distance, took courage, and bumped forward, rounded the civil station, surmounted the level-crossing (the rails were scorching now), and clanked to a stand-still. Chandrapore, Chandrapore! The expedition was over. And as it ended, as they sat up in the gloom and prepared to enter ordinary life, suddenl... | Mrs. Moore entered her carriage, the three men went to theirs, adjusted the shutters, turned on the electric fan and tried to get some sleep. In the twilight, all resembled corpses, and the train itself seemed dead though it moved a coffin from the scientific north which troubled the scenery four times a day. As it lef... | made my guests comfortable; besides, it is my duty to employ him, he is my cousin. If money goes, money comes. If money stays, death comes. Did you ever hear that useful Urdu proverb? Probably not, for I have just invented it." "My proverbs are: A penny saved is a penny earned; A stitch in time saves nine; Look before ... | paths, my dear fellow." Fielding could see nothing but the crease. Everywhere else the glaring granite plunged into the earth. "But you saw them get down safe?" "Yes, yes, she and Miss Derek, and go off in the car." "Then the guide came back to you?" "Exactly. Got a cigarette?" "I hope she wasn't ill," pursued the Engl... | against the rods of the howdah, Mohammed Latif embraced her with efficiency and respect, and by his own side sat Fielding, whom he began to think of as "Cyril." "Aziz, have you figured out what this picnic will cost you?" "Sh! my dear chap, don't mention that part. Hundreds and hundreds of rupees. The completed account... | A Passage To India |
"On what charge do you arrest him?" | Cyril Fielding | my instructions. I know nothing."<|quote|>"On what charge do you arrest him?"</|quote|>"I am under instructions not | the situation. "Sir, they are my instructions. I know nothing."<|quote|>"On what charge do you arrest him?"</|quote|>"I am under instructions not to say." "Don't answer me | snapped. Mr. Haq, the Inspector of Police, flung open the door of their carriage and said in shrill tones: "Dr. Aziz, it is my highly painful duty to arrest you." "Hullo, some mistake," said Fielding, at once taking charge of the situation. "Sir, they are my instructions. I know nothing."<|quote|>"On what charge do you... | bumped forward, rounded the civil station, surmounted the level-crossing (the rails were scorching now), and clanked to a stand-still. Chandrapore, Chandrapore! The expedition was over. And as it ended, as they sat up in the gloom and prepared to enter ordinary life, suddenly the long drawn strangeness of the morning s... | went to theirs, adjusted the shutters, turned on the electric fan and tried to get some sleep. In the twilight, all resembled corpses, and the train itself seemed dead though it moved a coffin from the scientific north which troubled the scenery four times a day. As it left the Marabars, their nasty little cosmos disap... | duty to employ him, he is my cousin. If money goes, money comes. If money stays, death comes. Did you ever hear that useful Urdu proverb? Probably not, for I have just invented it." "My proverbs are: A penny saved is a penny earned; A stitch in time saves nine; Look before you leap; and the British Empire rests on them... | but the crease. Everywhere else the glaring granite plunged into the earth. "But you saw them get down safe?" "Yes, yes, she and Miss Derek, and go off in the car." "Then the guide came back to you?" "Exactly. Got a cigarette?" "I hope she wasn't ill," pursued the Englishman. The crease continued as a nullah across the... | let me get on with my profession and not be too rude to me officially, I really don't ask for more." "But you do; you take them to a picnic." "This picnic is nothing to do with English or Indian; it is an expedition of friends." So the cavalcade ended, partly pleasant, partly not; the Brahman cook was picked up, the tr... | A Passage To India |
"I am under instructions not to say." | Mr. Haq | charge do you arrest him?"<|quote|>"I am under instructions not to say."</|quote|>"Don't answer me like that. | I know nothing." "On what charge do you arrest him?"<|quote|>"I am under instructions not to say."</|quote|>"Don't answer me like that. Produce your warrant." "Sir, excuse | flung open the door of their carriage and said in shrill tones: "Dr. Aziz, it is my highly painful duty to arrest you." "Hullo, some mistake," said Fielding, at once taking charge of the situation. "Sir, they are my instructions. I know nothing." "On what charge do you arrest him?"<|quote|>"I am under instructions not ... | the level-crossing (the rails were scorching now), and clanked to a stand-still. Chandrapore, Chandrapore! The expedition was over. And as it ended, as they sat up in the gloom and prepared to enter ordinary life, suddenly the long drawn strangeness of the morning snapped. Mr. Haq, the Inspector of Police, flung open t... | on the electric fan and tried to get some sleep. In the twilight, all resembled corpses, and the train itself seemed dead though it moved a coffin from the scientific north which troubled the scenery four times a day. As it left the Marabars, their nasty little cosmos disappeared, and gave place to the Marabars seen fr... | cousin. If money goes, money comes. If money stays, death comes. Did you ever hear that useful Urdu proverb? Probably not, for I have just invented it." "My proverbs are: A penny saved is a penny earned; A stitch in time saves nine; Look before you leap; and the British Empire rests on them. You will never kick us out,... | granite plunged into the earth. "But you saw them get down safe?" "Yes, yes, she and Miss Derek, and go off in the car." "Then the guide came back to you?" "Exactly. Got a cigarette?" "I hope she wasn't ill," pursued the Englishman. The crease continued as a nullah across the plain, the water draining off this way towa... | . . No, when I was a student I got excited over your damned countrymen, certainly; but if they'll let me get on with my profession and not be too rude to me officially, I really don't ask for more." "But you do; you take them to a picnic." "This picnic is nothing to do with English or Indian; it is an expedition of fri... | A Passage To India |
"Don't answer me like that. Produce your warrant." | Cyril Fielding | under instructions not to say."<|quote|>"Don't answer me like that. Produce your warrant."</|quote|>"Sir, excuse me, no warrant | you arrest him?" "I am under instructions not to say."<|quote|>"Don't answer me like that. Produce your warrant."</|quote|>"Sir, excuse me, no warrant is required under these particular | and said in shrill tones: "Dr. Aziz, it is my highly painful duty to arrest you." "Hullo, some mistake," said Fielding, at once taking charge of the situation. "Sir, they are my instructions. I know nothing." "On what charge do you arrest him?" "I am under instructions not to say."<|quote|>"Don't answer me like that. P... | and clanked to a stand-still. Chandrapore, Chandrapore! The expedition was over. And as it ended, as they sat up in the gloom and prepared to enter ordinary life, suddenly the long drawn strangeness of the morning snapped. Mr. Haq, the Inspector of Police, flung open the door of their carriage and said in shrill tones:... | get some sleep. In the twilight, all resembled corpses, and the train itself seemed dead though it moved a coffin from the scientific north which troubled the scenery four times a day. As it left the Marabars, their nasty little cosmos disappeared, and gave place to the Marabars seen from a distance, finite and rather ... | money stays, death comes. Did you ever hear that useful Urdu proverb? Probably not, for I have just invented it." "My proverbs are: A penny saved is a penny earned; A stitch in time saves nine; Look before you leap; and the British Empire rests on them. You will never kick us out, you know, until you cease employing M.... | saw them get down safe?" "Yes, yes, she and Miss Derek, and go off in the car." "Then the guide came back to you?" "Exactly. Got a cigarette?" "I hope she wasn't ill," pursued the Englishman. The crease continued as a nullah across the plain, the water draining off this way towards the Ganges. "She would have wanted me... | Mrs. Moore slept, swaying against the rods of the howdah, Mohammed Latif embraced her with efficiency and respect, and by his own side sat Fielding, whom he began to think of as "Cyril." "Aziz, have you figured out what this picnic will cost you?" "Sh! my dear chap, don't mention that part. Hundreds and hundreds of rup... | A Passage To India |
"Sir, excuse me, no warrant is required under these particular circumstances. Refer to Mr. McBryde." | Mr. Haq | like that. Produce your warrant."<|quote|>"Sir, excuse me, no warrant is required under these particular circumstances. Refer to Mr. McBryde."</|quote|>"Very well, so we will. | to say." "Don't answer me like that. Produce your warrant."<|quote|>"Sir, excuse me, no warrant is required under these particular circumstances. Refer to Mr. McBryde."</|quote|>"Very well, so we will. Come along, Aziz, old man; | is my highly painful duty to arrest you." "Hullo, some mistake," said Fielding, at once taking charge of the situation. "Sir, they are my instructions. I know nothing." "On what charge do you arrest him?" "I am under instructions not to say." "Don't answer me like that. Produce your warrant."<|quote|>"Sir, excuse me, n... | expedition was over. And as it ended, as they sat up in the gloom and prepared to enter ordinary life, suddenly the long drawn strangeness of the morning snapped. Mr. Haq, the Inspector of Police, flung open the door of their carriage and said in shrill tones: "Dr. Aziz, it is my highly painful duty to arrest you." "Hu... | corpses, and the train itself seemed dead though it moved a coffin from the scientific north which troubled the scenery four times a day. As it left the Marabars, their nasty little cosmos disappeared, and gave place to the Marabars seen from a distance, finite and rather romantic. The train halted once under a pump, t... | that useful Urdu proverb? Probably not, for I have just invented it." "My proverbs are: A penny saved is a penny earned; A stitch in time saves nine; Look before you leap; and the British Empire rests on them. You will never kick us out, you know, until you cease employing M.L.'s and such." "Oh, kick you out? Why shoul... | and Miss Derek, and go off in the car." "Then the guide came back to you?" "Exactly. Got a cigarette?" "I hope she wasn't ill," pursued the Englishman. The crease continued as a nullah across the plain, the water draining off this way towards the Ganges. "She would have wanted me, if she was ill, to attend her." "Yes, ... | his affair. Mrs. Moore slept, swaying against the rods of the howdah, Mohammed Latif embraced her with efficiency and respect, and by his own side sat Fielding, whom he began to think of as "Cyril." "Aziz, have you figured out what this picnic will cost you?" "Sh! my dear chap, don't mention that part. Hundreds and hun... | A Passage To India |
"Very well, so we will. Come along, Aziz, old man; nothing to fuss about, some blunder." | Cyril Fielding | circumstances. Refer to Mr. McBryde."<|quote|>"Very well, so we will. Come along, Aziz, old man; nothing to fuss about, some blunder."</|quote|>"Dr. Aziz, will you kindly | is required under these particular circumstances. Refer to Mr. McBryde."<|quote|>"Very well, so we will. Come along, Aziz, old man; nothing to fuss about, some blunder."</|quote|>"Dr. Aziz, will you kindly come? a closed conveyance stands | taking charge of the situation. "Sir, they are my instructions. I know nothing." "On what charge do you arrest him?" "I am under instructions not to say." "Don't answer me like that. Produce your warrant." "Sir, excuse me, no warrant is required under these particular circumstances. Refer to Mr. McBryde."<|quote|>"Very... | prepared to enter ordinary life, suddenly the long drawn strangeness of the morning snapped. Mr. Haq, the Inspector of Police, flung open the door of their carriage and said in shrill tones: "Dr. Aziz, it is my highly painful duty to arrest you." "Hullo, some mistake," said Fielding, at once taking charge of the situat... | north which troubled the scenery four times a day. As it left the Marabars, their nasty little cosmos disappeared, and gave place to the Marabars seen from a distance, finite and rather romantic. The train halted once under a pump, to drench the stock of coal in its tender. Then it caught sight of the main line in the ... | A penny saved is a penny earned; A stitch in time saves nine; Look before you leap; and the British Empire rests on them. You will never kick us out, you know, until you cease employing M.L.'s and such." "Oh, kick you out? Why should I trouble over that dirty job? Leave it to the politicians. . . . No, when I was a stu... | you?" "Exactly. Got a cigarette?" "I hope she wasn't ill," pursued the Englishman. The crease continued as a nullah across the plain, the water draining off this way towards the Ganges. "She would have wanted me, if she was ill, to attend her." "Yes, that sounds sense." "I see you're worrying, let's talk of other thing... | for himself; his dishonesty will ruin me." "Aziz, how monstrous!" "I am delighted with him really, he has made my guests comfortable; besides, it is my duty to employ him, he is my cousin. If money goes, money comes. If money stays, death comes. Did you ever hear that useful Urdu proverb? Probably not, for I have just ... | A Passage To India |
"Dr. Aziz, will you kindly come? a closed conveyance stands in readiness." | Mr. Haq | to fuss about, some blunder."<|quote|>"Dr. Aziz, will you kindly come? a closed conveyance stands in readiness."</|quote|>The young man sobbed his | along, Aziz, old man; nothing to fuss about, some blunder."<|quote|>"Dr. Aziz, will you kindly come? a closed conveyance stands in readiness."</|quote|>The young man sobbed his first sound and tried to | do you arrest him?" "I am under instructions not to say." "Don't answer me like that. Produce your warrant." "Sir, excuse me, no warrant is required under these particular circumstances. Refer to Mr. McBryde." "Very well, so we will. Come along, Aziz, old man; nothing to fuss about, some blunder."<|quote|>"Dr. Aziz, wi... | the Inspector of Police, flung open the door of their carriage and said in shrill tones: "Dr. Aziz, it is my highly painful duty to arrest you." "Hullo, some mistake," said Fielding, at once taking charge of the situation. "Sir, they are my instructions. I know nothing." "On what charge do you arrest him?" "I am under ... | little cosmos disappeared, and gave place to the Marabars seen from a distance, finite and rather romantic. The train halted once under a pump, to drench the stock of coal in its tender. Then it caught sight of the main line in the distance, took courage, and bumped forward, rounded the civil station, surmounted the le... | leap; and the British Empire rests on them. You will never kick us out, you know, until you cease employing M.L.'s and such." "Oh, kick you out? Why should I trouble over that dirty job? Leave it to the politicians. . . . No, when I was a student I got excited over your damned countrymen, certainly; but if they'll let ... | as a nullah across the plain, the water draining off this way towards the Ganges. "She would have wanted me, if she was ill, to attend her." "Yes, that sounds sense." "I see you're worrying, let's talk of other things," he said kindly. "Miss Quested was always to do what she wished, it was our arrangement. I see you ar... | Probably not, for I have just invented it." "My proverbs are: A penny saved is a penny earned; A stitch in time saves nine; Look before you leap; and the British Empire rests on them. You will never kick us out, you know, until you cease employing M.L.'s and such." "Oh, kick you out? Why should I trouble over that dirt... | A Passage To India |
The young man sobbed his first sound and tried to escape out of the opposite door on to the line. | No speaker | closed conveyance stands in readiness."<|quote|>The young man sobbed his first sound and tried to escape out of the opposite door on to the line.</|quote|>"That will compel me to | will you kindly come? a closed conveyance stands in readiness."<|quote|>The young man sobbed his first sound and tried to escape out of the opposite door on to the line.</|quote|>"That will compel me to use force," Mr. Haq wailed. | answer me like that. Produce your warrant." "Sir, excuse me, no warrant is required under these particular circumstances. Refer to Mr. McBryde." "Very well, so we will. Come along, Aziz, old man; nothing to fuss about, some blunder." "Dr. Aziz, will you kindly come? a closed conveyance stands in readiness."<|quote|>The... | said in shrill tones: "Dr. Aziz, it is my highly painful duty to arrest you." "Hullo, some mistake," said Fielding, at once taking charge of the situation. "Sir, they are my instructions. I know nothing." "On what charge do you arrest him?" "I am under instructions not to say." "Don't answer me like that. Produce your ... | distance, finite and rather romantic. The train halted once under a pump, to drench the stock of coal in its tender. Then it caught sight of the main line in the distance, took courage, and bumped forward, rounded the civil station, surmounted the level-crossing (the rails were scorching now), and clanked to a stand-st... | us out, you know, until you cease employing M.L.'s and such." "Oh, kick you out? Why should I trouble over that dirty job? Leave it to the politicians. . . . No, when I was a student I got excited over your damned countrymen, certainly; but if they'll let me get on with my profession and not be too rude to me officiall... | towards the Ganges. "She would have wanted me, if she was ill, to attend her." "Yes, that sounds sense." "I see you're worrying, let's talk of other things," he said kindly. "Miss Quested was always to do what she wished, it was our arrangement. I see you are worrying on my account, but really I don't mind, I never not... | plain, and the twentieth century took over from the sixteenth. Mrs. Moore entered her carriage, the three men went to theirs, adjusted the shutters, turned on the electric fan and tried to get some sleep. In the twilight, all resembled corpses, and the train itself seemed dead though it moved a coffin from the scientif... | A Passage To India |
"That will compel me to use force," | Mr. Haq | door on to the line.<|quote|>"That will compel me to use force,"</|quote|>Mr. Haq wailed. "Oh, for | escape out of the opposite door on to the line.<|quote|>"That will compel me to use force,"</|quote|>Mr. Haq wailed. "Oh, for God's sake" cried Fielding, his | Mr. McBryde." "Very well, so we will. Come along, Aziz, old man; nothing to fuss about, some blunder." "Dr. Aziz, will you kindly come? a closed conveyance stands in readiness." The young man sobbed his first sound and tried to escape out of the opposite door on to the line.<|quote|>"That will compel me to use force,"<... | at once taking charge of the situation. "Sir, they are my instructions. I know nothing." "On what charge do you arrest him?" "I am under instructions not to say." "Don't answer me like that. Produce your warrant." "Sir, excuse me, no warrant is required under these particular circumstances. Refer to Mr. McBryde." "Very... | tender. Then it caught sight of the main line in the distance, took courage, and bumped forward, rounded the civil station, surmounted the level-crossing (the rails were scorching now), and clanked to a stand-still. Chandrapore, Chandrapore! The expedition was over. And as it ended, as they sat up in the gloom and prep... | that dirty job? Leave it to the politicians. . . . No, when I was a student I got excited over your damned countrymen, certainly; but if they'll let me get on with my profession and not be too rude to me officially, I really don't ask for more." "But you do; you take them to a picnic." "This picnic is nothing to do wit... | see you're worrying, let's talk of other things," he said kindly. "Miss Quested was always to do what she wished, it was our arrangement. I see you are worrying on my account, but really I don't mind, I never notice trifles." "I do worry on your account. I consider they have been impolite!" said Fielding, lowering his ... | men went to theirs, adjusted the shutters, turned on the electric fan and tried to get some sleep. In the twilight, all resembled corpses, and the train itself seemed dead though it moved a coffin from the scientific north which troubled the scenery four times a day. As it left the Marabars, their nasty little cosmos d... | A Passage To India |
Mr. Haq wailed. | No speaker | compel me to use force,"<|quote|>Mr. Haq wailed.</|quote|>"Oh, for God's sake" cried | to the line. "That will compel me to use force,"<|quote|>Mr. Haq wailed.</|quote|>"Oh, for God's sake" cried Fielding, his own nerves breaking | Come along, Aziz, old man; nothing to fuss about, some blunder." "Dr. Aziz, will you kindly come? a closed conveyance stands in readiness." The young man sobbed his first sound and tried to escape out of the opposite door on to the line. "That will compel me to use force,"<|quote|>Mr. Haq wailed.</|quote|>"Oh, for God'... | "Sir, they are my instructions. I know nothing." "On what charge do you arrest him?" "I am under instructions not to say." "Don't answer me like that. Produce your warrant." "Sir, excuse me, no warrant is required under these particular circumstances. Refer to Mr. McBryde." "Very well, so we will. Come along, Aziz, old... | main line in the distance, took courage, and bumped forward, rounded the civil station, surmounted the level-crossing (the rails were scorching now), and clanked to a stand-still. Chandrapore, Chandrapore! The expedition was over. And as it ended, as they sat up in the gloom and prepared to enter ordinary life, suddenl... | politicians. . . . No, when I was a student I got excited over your damned countrymen, certainly; but if they'll let me get on with my profession and not be too rude to me officially, I really don't ask for more." "But you do; you take them to a picnic." "This picnic is nothing to do with English or Indian; it is an ex... | things," he said kindly. "Miss Quested was always to do what she wished, it was our arrangement. I see you are worrying on my account, but really I don't mind, I never notice trifles." "I do worry on your account. I consider they have been impolite!" said Fielding, lowering his voice. "She had no right to dash away fro... | not to repeat this. And M.L. please employ initials, he listens is far the worst of all." "I told you he's no good." "He is plenty of good for himself; his dishonesty will ruin me." "Aziz, how monstrous!" "I am delighted with him really, he has made my guests comfortable; besides, it is my duty to employ him, he is my ... | A Passage To India |
"Oh, for God's sake" | Cyril Fielding | use force," Mr. Haq wailed.<|quote|>"Oh, for God's sake"</|quote|>cried Fielding, his own nerves | "That will compel me to use force," Mr. Haq wailed.<|quote|>"Oh, for God's sake"</|quote|>cried Fielding, his own nerves breaking under the contagion, and | old man; nothing to fuss about, some blunder." "Dr. Aziz, will you kindly come? a closed conveyance stands in readiness." The young man sobbed his first sound and tried to escape out of the opposite door on to the line. "That will compel me to use force," Mr. Haq wailed.<|quote|>"Oh, for God's sake"</|quote|>cried Fiel... | my instructions. I know nothing." "On what charge do you arrest him?" "I am under instructions not to say." "Don't answer me like that. Produce your warrant." "Sir, excuse me, no warrant is required under these particular circumstances. Refer to Mr. McBryde." "Very well, so we will. Come along, Aziz, old man; nothing t... | the distance, took courage, and bumped forward, rounded the civil station, surmounted the level-crossing (the rails were scorching now), and clanked to a stand-still. Chandrapore, Chandrapore! The expedition was over. And as it ended, as they sat up in the gloom and prepared to enter ordinary life, suddenly the long dr... | . No, when I was a student I got excited over your damned countrymen, certainly; but if they'll let me get on with my profession and not be too rude to me officially, I really don't ask for more." "But you do; you take them to a picnic." "This picnic is nothing to do with English or Indian; it is an expedition of frien... | kindly. "Miss Quested was always to do what she wished, it was our arrangement. I see you are worrying on my account, but really I don't mind, I never notice trifles." "I do worry on your account. I consider they have been impolite!" said Fielding, lowering his voice. "She had no right to dash away from your party, and... | a day. As it left the Marabars, their nasty little cosmos disappeared, and gave place to the Marabars seen from a distance, finite and rather romantic. The train halted once under a pump, to drench the stock of coal in its tender. Then it caught sight of the main line in the distance, took courage, and bumped forward, ... | A Passage To India |
cried Fielding, his own nerves breaking under the contagion, and pulled him back before a scandal started, and shook him like a baby. A second later, and he would have been out, whistles blowing, a man-hunt. . . . | No speaker | wailed. "Oh, for God's sake"<|quote|>cried Fielding, his own nerves breaking under the contagion, and pulled him back before a scandal started, and shook him like a baby. A second later, and he would have been out, whistles blowing, a man-hunt. . . .</|quote|>"Dear fellow, we're coming to | to use force," Mr. Haq wailed. "Oh, for God's sake"<|quote|>cried Fielding, his own nerves breaking under the contagion, and pulled him back before a scandal started, and shook him like a baby. A second later, and he would have been out, whistles blowing, a man-hunt. . . .</|quote|>"Dear fellow, we're coming to McBryde... | fuss about, some blunder." "Dr. Aziz, will you kindly come? a closed conveyance stands in readiness." The young man sobbed his first sound and tried to escape out of the opposite door on to the line. "That will compel me to use force," Mr. Haq wailed. "Oh, for God's sake"<|quote|>cried Fielding, his own nerves breaking... | nothing." "On what charge do you arrest him?" "I am under instructions not to say." "Don't answer me like that. Produce your warrant." "Sir, excuse me, no warrant is required under these particular circumstances. Refer to Mr. McBryde." "Very well, so we will. Come along, Aziz, old man; nothing to fuss about, some blund... | and bumped forward, rounded the civil station, surmounted the level-crossing (the rails were scorching now), and clanked to a stand-still. Chandrapore, Chandrapore! The expedition was over. And as it ended, as they sat up in the gloom and prepared to enter ordinary life, suddenly the long drawn strangeness of the morni... | was a student I got excited over your damned countrymen, certainly; but if they'll let me get on with my profession and not be too rude to me officially, I really don't ask for more." "But you do; you take them to a picnic." "This picnic is nothing to do with English or Indian; it is an expedition of friends." So the c... | always to do what she wished, it was our arrangement. I see you are worrying on my account, but really I don't mind, I never notice trifles." "I do worry on your account. I consider they have been impolite!" said Fielding, lowering his voice. "She had no right to dash away from your party, and Miss Derek had no right t... | century took over from the sixteenth. Mrs. Moore entered her carriage, the three men went to theirs, adjusted the shutters, turned on the electric fan and tried to get some sleep. In the twilight, all resembled corpses, and the train itself seemed dead though it moved a coffin from the scientific north which troubled t... | A Passage To India |
"Dear fellow, we're coming to McBryde together, and enquire what's gone wrong he's a decent fellow, it's all unintentional . . . he'll apologize. Never, never act the criminal." | Cyril Fielding | a man-hunt. . . .<|quote|>"Dear fellow, we're coming to McBryde together, and enquire what's gone wrong he's a decent fellow, it's all unintentional . . . he'll apologize. Never, never act the criminal."</|quote|>"My children and my name!" | have been out, whistles blowing, a man-hunt. . . .<|quote|>"Dear fellow, we're coming to McBryde together, and enquire what's gone wrong he's a decent fellow, it's all unintentional . . . he'll apologize. Never, never act the criminal."</|quote|>"My children and my name!" he gasped, his wings broken. | me to use force," Mr. Haq wailed. "Oh, for God's sake" cried Fielding, his own nerves breaking under the contagion, and pulled him back before a scandal started, and shook him like a baby. A second later, and he would have been out, whistles blowing, a man-hunt. . . .<|quote|>"Dear fellow, we're coming to McBryde toget... | well, so we will. Come along, Aziz, old man; nothing to fuss about, some blunder." "Dr. Aziz, will you kindly come? a closed conveyance stands in readiness." The young man sobbed his first sound and tried to escape out of the opposite door on to the line. "That will compel me to use force," Mr. Haq wailed. "Oh, for God... | to enter ordinary life, suddenly the long drawn strangeness of the morning snapped. Mr. Haq, the Inspector of Police, flung open the door of their carriage and said in shrill tones: "Dr. Aziz, it is my highly painful duty to arrest you." "Hullo, some mistake," said Fielding, at once taking charge of the situation. "Sir... | take them to a picnic." "This picnic is nothing to do with English or Indian; it is an expedition of friends." So the cavalcade ended, partly pleasant, partly not; the Brahman cook was picked up, the train arrived, pushing its burning throat over the plain, and the twentieth century took over from the sixteenth. Mrs. M... | said Fielding, lowering his voice. "She had no right to dash away from your party, and Miss Derek had no right to abet her." So touchy as a rule, Aziz was unassailable. The wings that uplifted him did not falter, because he was a Mogul emperor who had done his duty. Perched on his elephant, he watched the Marabar Hills... | to theirs, adjusted the shutters, turned on the electric fan and tried to get some sleep. In the twilight, all resembled corpses, and the train itself seemed dead though it moved a coffin from the scientific north which troubled the scenery four times a day. As it left the Marabars, their nasty little cosmos disappeare... | A Passage To India |
"My children and my name!" | Dr. Aziz | Never, never act the criminal."<|quote|>"My children and my name!"</|quote|>he gasped, his wings broken. | . . . he'll apologize. Never, never act the criminal."<|quote|>"My children and my name!"</|quote|>he gasped, his wings broken. "Nothing of the sort. Put | shook him like a baby. A second later, and he would have been out, whistles blowing, a man-hunt. . . . "Dear fellow, we're coming to McBryde together, and enquire what's gone wrong he's a decent fellow, it's all unintentional . . . he'll apologize. Never, never act the criminal."<|quote|>"My children and my name!"</|qu... | man sobbed his first sound and tried to escape out of the opposite door on to the line. "That will compel me to use force," Mr. Haq wailed. "Oh, for God's sake" cried Fielding, his own nerves breaking under the contagion, and pulled him back before a scandal started, and shook him like a baby. A second later, and he wo... | shrill tones: "Dr. Aziz, it is my highly painful duty to arrest you." "Hullo, some mistake," said Fielding, at once taking charge of the situation. "Sir, they are my instructions. I know nothing." "On what charge do you arrest him?" "I am under instructions not to say." "Don't answer me like that. Produce your warrant.... | the Brahman cook was picked up, the train arrived, pushing its burning throat over the plain, and the twentieth century took over from the sixteenth. Mrs. Moore entered her carriage, the three men went to theirs, adjusted the shutters, turned on the electric fan and tried to get some sleep. In the twilight, all resembl... | Aziz was unassailable. The wings that uplifted him did not falter, because he was a Mogul emperor who had done his duty. Perched on his elephant, he watched the Marabar Hills recede, and saw again, as provinces of his kingdom, the grim untidy plain, the frantic and feeble movements of the buckets, the white shrines, th... | the British Empire rests on them. You will never kick us out, you know, until you cease employing M.L.'s and such." "Oh, kick you out? Why should I trouble over that dirty job? Leave it to the politicians. . . . No, when I was a student I got excited over your damned countrymen, certainly; but if they'll let me get on ... | A Passage To India |
he gasped, his wings broken. | No speaker | "My children and my name!"<|quote|>he gasped, his wings broken.</|quote|>"Nothing of the sort. Put | Never, never act the criminal." "My children and my name!"<|quote|>he gasped, his wings broken.</|quote|>"Nothing of the sort. Put your hat straight and take | A second later, and he would have been out, whistles blowing, a man-hunt. . . . "Dear fellow, we're coming to McBryde together, and enquire what's gone wrong he's a decent fellow, it's all unintentional . . . he'll apologize. Never, never act the criminal." "My children and my name!"<|quote|>he gasped, his wings broken... | and tried to escape out of the opposite door on to the line. "That will compel me to use force," Mr. Haq wailed. "Oh, for God's sake" cried Fielding, his own nerves breaking under the contagion, and pulled him back before a scandal started, and shook him like a baby. A second later, and he would have been out, whistles... | is my highly painful duty to arrest you." "Hullo, some mistake," said Fielding, at once taking charge of the situation. "Sir, they are my instructions. I know nothing." "On what charge do you arrest him?" "I am under instructions not to say." "Don't answer me like that. Produce your warrant." "Sir, excuse me, no warran... | up, the train arrived, pushing its burning throat over the plain, and the twentieth century took over from the sixteenth. Mrs. Moore entered her carriage, the three men went to theirs, adjusted the shutters, turned on the electric fan and tried to get some sleep. In the twilight, all resembled corpses, and the train it... | that uplifted him did not falter, because he was a Mogul emperor who had done his duty. Perched on his elephant, he watched the Marabar Hills recede, and saw again, as provinces of his kingdom, the grim untidy plain, the frantic and feeble movements of the buckets, the white shrines, the shallow graves, the suave sky, ... | adjusted the shutters, turned on the electric fan and tried to get some sleep. In the twilight, all resembled corpses, and the train itself seemed dead though it moved a coffin from the scientific north which troubled the scenery four times a day. As it left the Marabars, their nasty little cosmos disappeared, and gave... | A Passage To India |
"Nothing of the sort. Put your hat straight and take my arm. I'll see you through." | Cyril Fielding | he gasped, his wings broken.<|quote|>"Nothing of the sort. Put your hat straight and take my arm. I'll see you through."</|quote|>"Ah, thank God, he comes," | "My children and my name!" he gasped, his wings broken.<|quote|>"Nothing of the sort. Put your hat straight and take my arm. I'll see you through."</|quote|>"Ah, thank God, he comes," the Inspector exclaimed. They emerged | would have been out, whistles blowing, a man-hunt. . . . "Dear fellow, we're coming to McBryde together, and enquire what's gone wrong he's a decent fellow, it's all unintentional . . . he'll apologize. Never, never act the criminal." "My children and my name!" he gasped, his wings broken.<|quote|>"Nothing of the sort.... | of the opposite door on to the line. "That will compel me to use force," Mr. Haq wailed. "Oh, for God's sake" cried Fielding, his own nerves breaking under the contagion, and pulled him back before a scandal started, and shook him like a baby. A second later, and he would have been out, whistles blowing, a man-hunt. . ... | to arrest you." "Hullo, some mistake," said Fielding, at once taking charge of the situation. "Sir, they are my instructions. I know nothing." "On what charge do you arrest him?" "I am under instructions not to say." "Don't answer me like that. Produce your warrant." "Sir, excuse me, no warrant is required under these ... | its burning throat over the plain, and the twentieth century took over from the sixteenth. Mrs. Moore entered her carriage, the three men went to theirs, adjusted the shutters, turned on the electric fan and tried to get some sleep. In the twilight, all resembled corpses, and the train itself seemed dead though it move... | falter, because he was a Mogul emperor who had done his duty. Perched on his elephant, he watched the Marabar Hills recede, and saw again, as provinces of his kingdom, the grim untidy plain, the frantic and feeble movements of the buckets, the white shrines, the shallow graves, the suave sky, the snake that looked like... | some sleep. In the twilight, all resembled corpses, and the train itself seemed dead though it moved a coffin from the scientific north which troubled the scenery four times a day. As it left the Marabars, their nasty little cosmos disappeared, and gave place to the Marabars seen from a distance, finite and rather roma... | A Passage To India |
"Ah, thank God, he comes," | Mr. Haq | arm. I'll see you through."<|quote|>"Ah, thank God, he comes,"</|quote|>the Inspector exclaimed. They emerged | hat straight and take my arm. I'll see you through."<|quote|>"Ah, thank God, he comes,"</|quote|>the Inspector exclaimed. They emerged into the midday heat, arm | McBryde together, and enquire what's gone wrong he's a decent fellow, it's all unintentional . . . he'll apologize. Never, never act the criminal." "My children and my name!" he gasped, his wings broken. "Nothing of the sort. Put your hat straight and take my arm. I'll see you through."<|quote|>"Ah, thank God, he comes... | Haq wailed. "Oh, for God's sake" cried Fielding, his own nerves breaking under the contagion, and pulled him back before a scandal started, and shook him like a baby. A second later, and he would have been out, whistles blowing, a man-hunt. . . . "Dear fellow, we're coming to McBryde together, and enquire what's gone w... | they are my instructions. I know nothing." "On what charge do you arrest him?" "I am under instructions not to say." "Don't answer me like that. Produce your warrant." "Sir, excuse me, no warrant is required under these particular circumstances. Refer to Mr. McBryde." "Very well, so we will. Come along, Aziz, old man; ... | Moore entered her carriage, the three men went to theirs, adjusted the shutters, turned on the electric fan and tried to get some sleep. In the twilight, all resembled corpses, and the train itself seemed dead though it moved a coffin from the scientific north which troubled the scenery four times a day. As it left the... | he watched the Marabar Hills recede, and saw again, as provinces of his kingdom, the grim untidy plain, the frantic and feeble movements of the buckets, the white shrines, the shallow graves, the suave sky, the snake that looked like a tree. He had given his guests as good a time as he could, and if they came late or l... | a picnic." "This picnic is nothing to do with English or Indian; it is an expedition of friends." So the cavalcade ended, partly pleasant, partly not; the Brahman cook was picked up, the train arrived, pushing its burning throat over the plain, and the twentieth century took over from the sixteenth. Mrs. Moore entered ... | A Passage To India |
the Inspector exclaimed. They emerged into the midday heat, arm in arm. The station was seething. Passengers and porters rushed out of every recess, many Government servants, more police. Ronny escorted Mrs. Moore. Mohammed Latif began wailing. And before they could make their way through the chaos, Fielding was called... | No speaker | "Ah, thank God, he comes,"<|quote|>the Inspector exclaimed. They emerged into the midday heat, arm in arm. The station was seething. Passengers and porters rushed out of every recess, many Government servants, more police. Ronny escorted Mrs. Moore. Mohammed Latif began wailing. And before they could make their way thr... | arm. I'll see you through." "Ah, thank God, he comes,"<|quote|>the Inspector exclaimed. They emerged into the midday heat, arm in arm. The station was seething. Passengers and porters rushed out of every recess, many Government servants, more police. Ronny escorted Mrs. Moore. Mohammed Latif began wailing. And before t... | gone wrong he's a decent fellow, it's all unintentional . . . he'll apologize. Never, never act the criminal." "My children and my name!" he gasped, his wings broken. "Nothing of the sort. Put your hat straight and take my arm. I'll see you through." "Ah, thank God, he comes,"<|quote|>the Inspector exclaimed. They emer... | sake" cried Fielding, his own nerves breaking under the contagion, and pulled him back before a scandal started, and shook him like a baby. A second later, and he would have been out, whistles blowing, a man-hunt. . . . "Dear fellow, we're coming to McBryde together, and enquire what's gone wrong he's a decent fellow, ... | know nothing." "On what charge do you arrest him?" "I am under instructions not to say." "Don't answer me like that. Produce your warrant." "Sir, excuse me, no warrant is required under these particular circumstances. Refer to Mr. McBryde." "Very well, so we will. Come along, Aziz, old man; nothing to fuss about, some ... | three men went to theirs, adjusted the shutters, turned on the electric fan and tried to get some sleep. In the twilight, all resembled corpses, and the train itself seemed dead though it moved a coffin from the scientific north which troubled the scenery four times a day. As it left the Marabars, their nasty little co... | recede, and saw again, as provinces of his kingdom, the grim untidy plain, the frantic and feeble movements of the buckets, the white shrines, the shallow graves, the suave sky, the snake that looked like a tree. He had given his guests as good a time as he could, and if they came late or left early that was not his af... | dead though it moved a coffin from the scientific north which troubled the scenery four times a day. As it left the Marabars, their nasty little cosmos disappeared, and gave place to the Marabars seen from a distance, finite and rather romantic. The train halted once under a pump, to drench the stock of coal in its ten... | A Passage To India |
"The worst thing in my whole career has happened," | Mr. Turton | so. He spoke at last.<|quote|>"The worst thing in my whole career has happened,"</|quote|>he said. "Miss Quested has | thought it right to do so. He spoke at last.<|quote|>"The worst thing in my whole career has happened,"</|quote|>he said. "Miss Quested has been insulted in one of | and rather beautiful the expression that all English faces were to wear at Chandrapore for many days. Always brave and unselfish, he was now fused by some white and generous heat; he would have killed himself, obviously, if he had thought it right to do so. He spoke at last.<|quote|>"The worst thing in my whole career ... | was now revealed like a god in a shrine. When Fielding entered the doors clapped to, and were guarded by a servant, while a punkah, to mark the importance of the moment, flapped dirty petticoats over their heads. The Collector could not speak at first. His face was white, fanatical, and rather beautiful the expression ... | take my arm. I'll see you through." "Ah, thank God, he comes," the Inspector exclaimed. They emerged into the midday heat, arm in arm. The station was seething. Passengers and porters rushed out of every recess, many Government servants, more police. Ronny escorted Mrs. Moore. Mohammed Latif began wailing. And before t... | once taking charge of the situation. "Sir, they are my instructions. I know nothing." "On what charge do you arrest him?" "I am under instructions not to say." "Don't answer me like that. Produce your warrant." "Sir, excuse me, no warrant is required under these particular circumstances. Refer to Mr. McBryde." "Very we... | delighted with him really, he has made my guests comfortable; besides, it is my duty to employ him, he is my cousin. If money goes, money comes. If money stays, death comes. Did you ever hear that useful Urdu proverb? Probably not, for I have just invented it." "My proverbs are: A penny saved is a penny earned; A stitc... | the Marabars seen from a distance, finite and rather romantic. The train halted once under a pump, to drench the stock of coal in its tender. Then it caught sight of the main line in the distance, took courage, and bumped forward, rounded the civil station, surmounted the level-crossing (the rails were scorching now), ... | A Passage To India |
he said. | No speaker | my whole career has happened,"<|quote|>he said.</|quote|>"Miss Quested has been insulted | last. "The worst thing in my whole career has happened,"<|quote|>he said.</|quote|>"Miss Quested has been insulted in one of the Marabar | were to wear at Chandrapore for many days. Always brave and unselfish, he was now fused by some white and generous heat; he would have killed himself, obviously, if he had thought it right to do so. He spoke at last. "The worst thing in my whole career has happened,"<|quote|>he said.</|quote|>"Miss Quested has been ins... | When Fielding entered the doors clapped to, and were guarded by a servant, while a punkah, to mark the importance of the moment, flapped dirty petticoats over their heads. The Collector could not speak at first. His face was white, fanatical, and rather beautiful the expression that all English faces were to wear at Ch... | God, he comes," the Inspector exclaimed. They emerged into the midday heat, arm in arm. The station was seething. Passengers and porters rushed out of every recess, many Government servants, more police. Ronny escorted Mrs. Moore. Mohammed Latif began wailing. And before they could make their way through the chaos, Fie... | my instructions. I know nothing." "On what charge do you arrest him?" "I am under instructions not to say." "Don't answer me like that. Produce your warrant." "Sir, excuse me, no warrant is required under these particular circumstances. Refer to Mr. McBryde." "Very well, so we will. Come along, Aziz, old man; nothing t... | comfortable; besides, it is my duty to employ him, he is my cousin. If money goes, money comes. If money stays, death comes. Did you ever hear that useful Urdu proverb? Probably not, for I have just invented it." "My proverbs are: A penny saved is a penny earned; A stitch in time saves nine; Look before you leap; and t... | God's sake" cried Fielding, his own nerves breaking under the contagion, and pulled him back before a scandal started, and shook him like a baby. A second later, and he would have been out, whistles blowing, a man-hunt. . . . "Dear fellow, we're coming to McBryde together, and enquire what's gone wrong he's a decent fe... | A Passage To India |
"Miss Quested has been insulted in one of the Marabar caves." | Mr. Turton | career has happened," he said.<|quote|>"Miss Quested has been insulted in one of the Marabar caves."</|quote|>"Oh no, oh no, no," | worst thing in my whole career has happened," he said.<|quote|>"Miss Quested has been insulted in one of the Marabar caves."</|quote|>"Oh no, oh no, no," gasped the other, feeling sickish. | wear at Chandrapore for many days. Always brave and unselfish, he was now fused by some white and generous heat; he would have killed himself, obviously, if he had thought it right to do so. He spoke at last. "The worst thing in my whole career has happened," he said.<|quote|>"Miss Quested has been insulted in one of t... | entered the doors clapped to, and were guarded by a servant, while a punkah, to mark the importance of the moment, flapped dirty petticoats over their heads. The Collector could not speak at first. His face was white, fanatical, and rather beautiful the expression that all English faces were to wear at Chandrapore for ... | comes," the Inspector exclaimed. They emerged into the midday heat, arm in arm. The station was seething. Passengers and porters rushed out of every recess, many Government servants, more police. Ronny escorted Mrs. Moore. Mohammed Latif began wailing. And before they could make their way through the chaos, Fielding wa... | I know nothing." "On what charge do you arrest him?" "I am under instructions not to say." "Don't answer me like that. Produce your warrant." "Sir, excuse me, no warrant is required under these particular circumstances. Refer to Mr. McBryde." "Very well, so we will. Come along, Aziz, old man; nothing to fuss about, som... | it is my duty to employ him, he is my cousin. If money goes, money comes. If money stays, death comes. Did you ever hear that useful Urdu proverb? Probably not, for I have just invented it." "My proverbs are: A penny saved is a penny earned; A stitch in time saves nine; Look before you leap; and the British Empire rest... | In the twilight, all resembled corpses, and the train itself seemed dead though it moved a coffin from the scientific north which troubled the scenery four times a day. As it left the Marabars, their nasty little cosmos disappeared, and gave place to the Marabars seen from a distance, finite and rather romantic. The tr... | A Passage To India |
"Oh no, oh no, no," | Cyril Fielding | one of the Marabar caves."<|quote|>"Oh no, oh no, no,"</|quote|>gasped the other, feeling sickish. | Quested has been insulted in one of the Marabar caves."<|quote|>"Oh no, oh no, no,"</|quote|>gasped the other, feeling sickish. "She escaped by God's grace." | was now fused by some white and generous heat; he would have killed himself, obviously, if he had thought it right to do so. He spoke at last. "The worst thing in my whole career has happened," he said. "Miss Quested has been insulted in one of the Marabar caves."<|quote|>"Oh no, oh no, no,"</|quote|>gasped the other, ... | while a punkah, to mark the importance of the moment, flapped dirty petticoats over their heads. The Collector could not speak at first. His face was white, fanatical, and rather beautiful the expression that all English faces were to wear at Chandrapore for many days. Always brave and unselfish, he was now fused by so... | in arm. The station was seething. Passengers and porters rushed out of every recess, many Government servants, more police. Ronny escorted Mrs. Moore. Mohammed Latif began wailing. And before they could make their way through the chaos, Fielding was called off by the authoritative tones of Mr. Turton, and Aziz went on ... | am under instructions not to say." "Don't answer me like that. Produce your warrant." "Sir, excuse me, no warrant is required under these particular circumstances. Refer to Mr. McBryde." "Very well, so we will. Come along, Aziz, old man; nothing to fuss about, some blunder." "Dr. Aziz, will you kindly come? a closed co... | If money goes, money comes. If money stays, death comes. Did you ever hear that useful Urdu proverb? Probably not, for I have just invented it." "My proverbs are: A penny saved is a penny earned; A stitch in time saves nine; Look before you leap; and the British Empire rests on them. You will never kick us out, you kno... | their carriage and said in shrill tones: "Dr. Aziz, it is my highly painful duty to arrest you." "Hullo, some mistake," said Fielding, at once taking charge of the situation. "Sir, they are my instructions. I know nothing." "On what charge do you arrest him?" "I am under instructions not to say." "Don't answer me like ... | A Passage To India |
gasped the other, feeling sickish. | No speaker | "Oh no, oh no, no,"<|quote|>gasped the other, feeling sickish.</|quote|>"She escaped by God's grace." | one of the Marabar caves." "Oh no, oh no, no,"<|quote|>gasped the other, feeling sickish.</|quote|>"She escaped by God's grace." "Oh no, no, but not | white and generous heat; he would have killed himself, obviously, if he had thought it right to do so. He spoke at last. "The worst thing in my whole career has happened," he said. "Miss Quested has been insulted in one of the Marabar caves." "Oh no, oh no, no,"<|quote|>gasped the other, feeling sickish.</|quote|>"She ... | the importance of the moment, flapped dirty petticoats over their heads. The Collector could not speak at first. His face was white, fanatical, and rather beautiful the expression that all English faces were to wear at Chandrapore for many days. Always brave and unselfish, he was now fused by some white and generous he... | seething. Passengers and porters rushed out of every recess, many Government servants, more police. Ronny escorted Mrs. Moore. Mohammed Latif began wailing. And before they could make their way through the chaos, Fielding was called off by the authoritative tones of Mr. Turton, and Aziz went on to prison alone. CHAPTER... | say." "Don't answer me like that. Produce your warrant." "Sir, excuse me, no warrant is required under these particular circumstances. Refer to Mr. McBryde." "Very well, so we will. Come along, Aziz, old man; nothing to fuss about, some blunder." "Dr. Aziz, will you kindly come? a closed conveyance stands in readiness.... | If money stays, death comes. Did you ever hear that useful Urdu proverb? Probably not, for I have just invented it." "My proverbs are: A penny saved is a penny earned; A stitch in time saves nine; Look before you leap; and the British Empire rests on them. You will never kick us out, you know, until you cease employing... | twilight, all resembled corpses, and the train itself seemed dead though it moved a coffin from the scientific north which troubled the scenery four times a day. As it left the Marabars, their nasty little cosmos disappeared, and gave place to the Marabars seen from a distance, finite and rather romantic. The train hal... | A Passage To India |
"She escaped by God's grace." | Mr. Turton | gasped the other, feeling sickish.<|quote|>"She escaped by God's grace."</|quote|>"Oh no, no, but not | "Oh no, oh no, no," gasped the other, feeling sickish.<|quote|>"She escaped by God's grace."</|quote|>"Oh no, no, but not Aziz . . . not | would have killed himself, obviously, if he had thought it right to do so. He spoke at last. "The worst thing in my whole career has happened," he said. "Miss Quested has been insulted in one of the Marabar caves." "Oh no, oh no, no," gasped the other, feeling sickish.<|quote|>"She escaped by God's grace."</|quote|>"Oh... | flapped dirty petticoats over their heads. The Collector could not speak at first. His face was white, fanatical, and rather beautiful the expression that all English faces were to wear at Chandrapore for many days. Always brave and unselfish, he was now fused by some white and generous heat; he would have killed himse... | out of every recess, many Government servants, more police. Ronny escorted Mrs. Moore. Mohammed Latif began wailing. And before they could make their way through the chaos, Fielding was called off by the authoritative tones of Mr. Turton, and Aziz went on to prison alone. CHAPTER XVII The Collector had watched the arre... | that. Produce your warrant." "Sir, excuse me, no warrant is required under these particular circumstances. Refer to Mr. McBryde." "Very well, so we will. Come along, Aziz, old man; nothing to fuss about, some blunder." "Dr. Aziz, will you kindly come? a closed conveyance stands in readiness." The young man sobbed his f... | Did you ever hear that useful Urdu proverb? Probably not, for I have just invented it." "My proverbs are: A penny saved is a penny earned; A stitch in time saves nine; Look before you leap; and the British Empire rests on them. You will never kick us out, you know, until you cease employing M.L.'s and such." "Oh, kick ... | Passengers and porters rushed out of every recess, many Government servants, more police. Ronny escorted Mrs. Moore. Mohammed Latif began wailing. And before they could make their way through the chaos, Fielding was called off by the authoritative tones of Mr. Turton, and Aziz went on to prison alone. CHAPTER XVII The ... | A Passage To India |
"Oh no, no, but not Aziz . . . not Aziz . . ." | Cyril Fielding | "She escaped by God's grace."<|quote|>"Oh no, no, but not Aziz . . . not Aziz . . ."</|quote|>He nodded. "Absolutely impossible, grotesque." | gasped the other, feeling sickish. "She escaped by God's grace."<|quote|>"Oh no, no, but not Aziz . . . not Aziz . . ."</|quote|>He nodded. "Absolutely impossible, grotesque." "I called you to preserve | if he had thought it right to do so. He spoke at last. "The worst thing in my whole career has happened," he said. "Miss Quested has been insulted in one of the Marabar caves." "Oh no, oh no, no," gasped the other, feeling sickish. "She escaped by God's grace."<|quote|>"Oh no, no, but not Aziz . . . not Aziz . . ."</|q... | heads. The Collector could not speak at first. His face was white, fanatical, and rather beautiful the expression that all English faces were to wear at Chandrapore for many days. Always brave and unselfish, he was now fused by some white and generous heat; he would have killed himself, obviously, if he had thought it ... | Government servants, more police. Ronny escorted Mrs. Moore. Mohammed Latif began wailing. And before they could make their way through the chaos, Fielding was called off by the authoritative tones of Mr. Turton, and Aziz went on to prison alone. CHAPTER XVII The Collector had watched the arrest from the interior of th... | excuse me, no warrant is required under these particular circumstances. Refer to Mr. McBryde." "Very well, so we will. Come along, Aziz, old man; nothing to fuss about, some blunder." "Dr. Aziz, will you kindly come? a closed conveyance stands in readiness." The young man sobbed his first sound and tried to escape out ... | useful Urdu proverb? Probably not, for I have just invented it." "My proverbs are: A penny saved is a penny earned; A stitch in time saves nine; Look before you leap; and the British Empire rests on them. You will never kick us out, you know, until you cease employing M.L.'s and such." "Oh, kick you out? Why should I t... | suddenly the long drawn strangeness of the morning snapped. Mr. Haq, the Inspector of Police, flung open the door of their carriage and said in shrill tones: "Dr. Aziz, it is my highly painful duty to arrest you." "Hullo, some mistake," said Fielding, at once taking charge of the situation. "Sir, they are my instructio... | A Passage To India |
He nodded. | No speaker | not Aziz . . ."<|quote|>He nodded.</|quote|>"Absolutely impossible, grotesque." "I called | not Aziz . . . not Aziz . . ."<|quote|>He nodded.</|quote|>"Absolutely impossible, grotesque." "I called you to preserve you from | worst thing in my whole career has happened," he said. "Miss Quested has been insulted in one of the Marabar caves." "Oh no, oh no, no," gasped the other, feeling sickish. "She escaped by God's grace." "Oh no, no, but not Aziz . . . not Aziz . . ."<|quote|>He nodded.</|quote|>"Absolutely impossible, grotesque." "I call... | rather beautiful the expression that all English faces were to wear at Chandrapore for many days. Always brave and unselfish, he was now fused by some white and generous heat; he would have killed himself, obviously, if he had thought it right to do so. He spoke at last. "The worst thing in my whole career has happened... | they could make their way through the chaos, Fielding was called off by the authoritative tones of Mr. Turton, and Aziz went on to prison alone. CHAPTER XVII The Collector had watched the arrest from the interior of the waiting-room, and throwing open its perforated doors of zinc, he was now revealed like a god in a sh... | "Very well, so we will. Come along, Aziz, old man; nothing to fuss about, some blunder." "Dr. Aziz, will you kindly come? a closed conveyance stands in readiness." The young man sobbed his first sound and tried to escape out of the opposite door on to the line. "That will compel me to use force," Mr. Haq wailed. "Oh, f... | A penny saved is a penny earned; A stitch in time saves nine; Look before you leap; and the British Empire rests on them. You will never kick us out, you know, until you cease employing M.L.'s and such." "Oh, kick you out? Why should I trouble over that dirty job? Leave it to the politicians. . . . No, when I was a stu... | emerged into the midday heat, arm in arm. The station was seething. Passengers and porters rushed out of every recess, many Government servants, more police. Ronny escorted Mrs. Moore. Mohammed Latif began wailing. And before they could make their way through the chaos, Fielding was called off by the authoritative tone... | A Passage To India |
"Absolutely impossible, grotesque." | Cyril Fielding | . . ." He nodded.<|quote|>"Absolutely impossible, grotesque."</|quote|>"I called you to preserve | . . . not Aziz . . ." He nodded.<|quote|>"Absolutely impossible, grotesque."</|quote|>"I called you to preserve you from the odium that | in my whole career has happened," he said. "Miss Quested has been insulted in one of the Marabar caves." "Oh no, oh no, no," gasped the other, feeling sickish. "She escaped by God's grace." "Oh no, no, but not Aziz . . . not Aziz . . ." He nodded.<|quote|>"Absolutely impossible, grotesque."</|quote|>"I called you to pr... | the expression that all English faces were to wear at Chandrapore for many days. Always brave and unselfish, he was now fused by some white and generous heat; he would have killed himself, obviously, if he had thought it right to do so. He spoke at last. "The worst thing in my whole career has happened," he said. "Miss... | make their way through the chaos, Fielding was called off by the authoritative tones of Mr. Turton, and Aziz went on to prison alone. CHAPTER XVII The Collector had watched the arrest from the interior of the waiting-room, and throwing open its perforated doors of zinc, he was now revealed like a god in a shrine. When ... | so we will. Come along, Aziz, old man; nothing to fuss about, some blunder." "Dr. Aziz, will you kindly come? a closed conveyance stands in readiness." The young man sobbed his first sound and tried to escape out of the opposite door on to the line. "That will compel me to use force," Mr. Haq wailed. "Oh, for God's sak... | saved is a penny earned; A stitch in time saves nine; Look before you leap; and the British Empire rests on them. You will never kick us out, you know, until you cease employing M.L.'s and such." "Oh, kick you out? Why should I trouble over that dirty job? Leave it to the politicians. . . . No, when I was a student I g... | . . "Dear fellow, we're coming to McBryde together, and enquire what's gone wrong he's a decent fellow, it's all unintentional . . . he'll apologize. Never, never act the criminal." "My children and my name!" he gasped, his wings broken. "Nothing of the sort. Put your hat straight and take my arm. I'll see you through.... | A Passage To India |
"I called you to preserve you from the odium that would attach to you if you were seen accompanying him to the Police Station," | Mr. Turton | He nodded. "Absolutely impossible, grotesque."<|quote|>"I called you to preserve you from the odium that would attach to you if you were seen accompanying him to the Police Station,"</|quote|>said Turton, paying no attention | not Aziz . . ." He nodded. "Absolutely impossible, grotesque."<|quote|>"I called you to preserve you from the odium that would attach to you if you were seen accompanying him to the Police Station,"</|quote|>said Turton, paying no attention to his protest, indeed scarcely | career has happened," he said. "Miss Quested has been insulted in one of the Marabar caves." "Oh no, oh no, no," gasped the other, feeling sickish. "She escaped by God's grace." "Oh no, no, but not Aziz . . . not Aziz . . ." He nodded. "Absolutely impossible, grotesque."<|quote|>"I called you to preserve you from the o... | all English faces were to wear at Chandrapore for many days. Always brave and unselfish, he was now fused by some white and generous heat; he would have killed himself, obviously, if he had thought it right to do so. He spoke at last. "The worst thing in my whole career has happened," he said. "Miss Quested has been in... | through the chaos, Fielding was called off by the authoritative tones of Mr. Turton, and Aziz went on to prison alone. CHAPTER XVII The Collector had watched the arrest from the interior of the waiting-room, and throwing open its perforated doors of zinc, he was now revealed like a god in a shrine. When Fielding entere... | Come along, Aziz, old man; nothing to fuss about, some blunder." "Dr. Aziz, will you kindly come? a closed conveyance stands in readiness." The young man sobbed his first sound and tried to escape out of the opposite door on to the line. "That will compel me to use force," Mr. Haq wailed. "Oh, for God's sake" cried Fie... | penny earned; A stitch in time saves nine; Look before you leap; and the British Empire rests on them. You will never kick us out, you know, until you cease employing M.L.'s and such." "Oh, kick you out? Why should I trouble over that dirty job? Leave it to the politicians. . . . No, when I was a student I got excited ... | they are my instructions. I know nothing." "On what charge do you arrest him?" "I am under instructions not to say." "Don't answer me like that. Produce your warrant." "Sir, excuse me, no warrant is required under these particular circumstances. Refer to Mr. McBryde." "Very well, so we will. Come along, Aziz, old man; ... | A Passage To India |
said Turton, paying no attention to his protest, indeed scarcely hearing it. He repeated | No speaker | him to the Police Station,"<|quote|>said Turton, paying no attention to his protest, indeed scarcely hearing it. He repeated</|quote|>"Oh no," like a fool. | if you were seen accompanying him to the Police Station,"<|quote|>said Turton, paying no attention to his protest, indeed scarcely hearing it. He repeated</|quote|>"Oh no," like a fool. He couldn't frame other words. | feeling sickish. "She escaped by God's grace." "Oh no, no, but not Aziz . . . not Aziz . . ." He nodded. "Absolutely impossible, grotesque." "I called you to preserve you from the odium that would attach to you if you were seen accompanying him to the Police Station,"<|quote|>said Turton, paying no attention to his pro... | heat; he would have killed himself, obviously, if he had thought it right to do so. He spoke at last. "The worst thing in my whole career has happened," he said. "Miss Quested has been insulted in one of the Marabar caves." "Oh no, oh no, no," gasped the other, feeling sickish. "She escaped by God's grace." "Oh no, no,... | Collector had watched the arrest from the interior of the waiting-room, and throwing open its perforated doors of zinc, he was now revealed like a god in a shrine. When Fielding entered the doors clapped to, and were guarded by a servant, while a punkah, to mark the importance of the moment, flapped dirty petticoats ov... | young man sobbed his first sound and tried to escape out of the opposite door on to the line. "That will compel me to use force," Mr. Haq wailed. "Oh, for God's sake" cried Fielding, his own nerves breaking under the contagion, and pulled him back before a scandal started, and shook him like a baby. A second later, and... | out, you know, until you cease employing M.L.'s and such." "Oh, kick you out? Why should I trouble over that dirty job? Leave it to the politicians. . . . No, when I was a student I got excited over your damned countrymen, certainly; but if they'll let me get on with my profession and not be too rude to me officially, ... | arm. I'll see you through." "Ah, thank God, he comes," the Inspector exclaimed. They emerged into the midday heat, arm in arm. The station was seething. Passengers and porters rushed out of every recess, many Government servants, more police. Ronny escorted Mrs. Moore. Mohammed Latif began wailing. And before they coul... | A Passage To India |
"Oh no," | Cyril Fielding | scarcely hearing it. He repeated<|quote|>"Oh no,"</|quote|>like a fool. He couldn't | attention to his protest, indeed scarcely hearing it. He repeated<|quote|>"Oh no,"</|quote|>like a fool. He couldn't frame other words. He felt | . . not Aziz . . ." He nodded. "Absolutely impossible, grotesque." "I called you to preserve you from the odium that would attach to you if you were seen accompanying him to the Police Station," said Turton, paying no attention to his protest, indeed scarcely hearing it. He repeated<|quote|>"Oh no,"</|quote|>like a foo... | do so. He spoke at last. "The worst thing in my whole career has happened," he said. "Miss Quested has been insulted in one of the Marabar caves." "Oh no, oh no, no," gasped the other, feeling sickish. "She escaped by God's grace." "Oh no, no, but not Aziz . . . not Aziz . . ." He nodded. "Absolutely impossible, grotes... | its perforated doors of zinc, he was now revealed like a god in a shrine. When Fielding entered the doors clapped to, and were guarded by a servant, while a punkah, to mark the importance of the moment, flapped dirty petticoats over their heads. The Collector could not speak at first. His face was white, fanatical, and... | door on to the line. "That will compel me to use force," Mr. Haq wailed. "Oh, for God's sake" cried Fielding, his own nerves breaking under the contagion, and pulled him back before a scandal started, and shook him like a baby. A second later, and he would have been out, whistles blowing, a man-hunt. . . . "Dear fellow... | Why should I trouble over that dirty job? Leave it to the politicians. . . . No, when I was a student I got excited over your damned countrymen, certainly; but if they'll let me get on with my profession and not be too rude to me officially, I really don't ask for more." "But you do; you take them to a picnic." "This p... | he's a decent fellow, it's all unintentional . . . he'll apologize. Never, never act the criminal." "My children and my name!" he gasped, his wings broken. "Nothing of the sort. Put your hat straight and take my arm. I'll see you through." "Ah, thank God, he comes," the Inspector exclaimed. They emerged into the midday... | A Passage To India |
like a fool. He couldn't frame other words. He felt that a mass of madness had arisen and tried to overwhelm them all; it had to be shoved back into its pit somehow, and he didn't know how to do it, because he did not understand madness: he had always gone about sensibly and quietly until a difficulty came right. | No speaker | it. He repeated "Oh no,"<|quote|>like a fool. He couldn't frame other words. He felt that a mass of madness had arisen and tried to overwhelm them all; it had to be shoved back into its pit somehow, and he didn't know how to do it, because he did not understand madness: he had always gone about sensibly and quietly unt... | his protest, indeed scarcely hearing it. He repeated "Oh no,"<|quote|>like a fool. He couldn't frame other words. He felt that a mass of madness had arisen and tried to overwhelm them all; it had to be shoved back into its pit somehow, and he didn't know how to do it, because he did not understand madness: he had alway... | not Aziz . . ." He nodded. "Absolutely impossible, grotesque." "I called you to preserve you from the odium that would attach to you if you were seen accompanying him to the Police Station," said Turton, paying no attention to his protest, indeed scarcely hearing it. He repeated "Oh no,"<|quote|>like a fool. He couldn'... | He spoke at last. "The worst thing in my whole career has happened," he said. "Miss Quested has been insulted in one of the Marabar caves." "Oh no, oh no, no," gasped the other, feeling sickish. "She escaped by God's grace." "Oh no, no, but not Aziz . . . not Aziz . . ." He nodded. "Absolutely impossible, grotesque." "... | doors of zinc, he was now revealed like a god in a shrine. When Fielding entered the doors clapped to, and were guarded by a servant, while a punkah, to mark the importance of the moment, flapped dirty petticoats over their heads. The Collector could not speak at first. His face was white, fanatical, and rather beautif... | to the line. "That will compel me to use force," Mr. Haq wailed. "Oh, for God's sake" cried Fielding, his own nerves breaking under the contagion, and pulled him back before a scandal started, and shook him like a baby. A second later, and he would have been out, whistles blowing, a man-hunt. . . . "Dear fellow, we're ... | I trouble over that dirty job? Leave it to the politicians. . . . No, when I was a student I got excited over your damned countrymen, certainly; but if they'll let me get on with my profession and not be too rude to me officially, I really don't ask for more." "But you do; you take them to a picnic." "This picnic is no... | prison alone. CHAPTER XVII The Collector had watched the arrest from the interior of the waiting-room, and throwing open its perforated doors of zinc, he was now revealed like a god in a shrine. When Fielding entered the doors clapped to, and were guarded by a servant, while a punkah, to mark the importance of the mome... | A Passage To India |
"Who lodges this infamous charge?" | Cyril Fielding | until a difficulty came right.<|quote|>"Who lodges this infamous charge?"</|quote|>he asked, pulling himself together. | gone about sensibly and quietly until a difficulty came right.<|quote|>"Who lodges this infamous charge?"</|quote|>he asked, pulling himself together. "Miss Derek and the victim | that a mass of madness had arisen and tried to overwhelm them all; it had to be shoved back into its pit somehow, and he didn't know how to do it, because he did not understand madness: he had always gone about sensibly and quietly until a difficulty came right.<|quote|>"Who lodges this infamous charge?"</|quote|>he as... | "I called you to preserve you from the odium that would attach to you if you were seen accompanying him to the Police Station," said Turton, paying no attention to his protest, indeed scarcely hearing it. He repeated "Oh no," like a fool. He couldn't frame other words. He felt that a mass of madness had arisen and trie... | all English faces were to wear at Chandrapore for many days. Always brave and unselfish, he was now fused by some white and generous heat; he would have killed himself, obviously, if he had thought it right to do so. He spoke at last. "The worst thing in my whole career has happened," he said. "Miss Quested has been in... | to McBryde together, and enquire what's gone wrong he's a decent fellow, it's all unintentional . . . he'll apologize. Never, never act the criminal." "My children and my name!" he gasped, his wings broken. "Nothing of the sort. Put your hat straight and take my arm. I'll see you through." "Ah, thank God, he comes," th... | picnic." "This picnic is nothing to do with English or Indian; it is an expedition of friends." So the cavalcade ended, partly pleasant, partly not; the Brahman cook was picked up, the train arrived, pushing its burning throat over the plain, and the twentieth century took over from the sixteenth. Mrs. Moore entered he... | baby. A second later, and he would have been out, whistles blowing, a man-hunt. . . . "Dear fellow, we're coming to McBryde together, and enquire what's gone wrong he's a decent fellow, it's all unintentional . . . he'll apologize. Never, never act the criminal." "My children and my name!" he gasped, his wings broken. ... | A Passage To India |
he asked, pulling himself together. | No speaker | "Who lodges this infamous charge?"<|quote|>he asked, pulling himself together.</|quote|>"Miss Derek and the victim | until a difficulty came right. "Who lodges this infamous charge?"<|quote|>he asked, pulling himself together.</|quote|>"Miss Derek and the victim herself. . . ." He | had arisen and tried to overwhelm them all; it had to be shoved back into its pit somehow, and he didn't know how to do it, because he did not understand madness: he had always gone about sensibly and quietly until a difficulty came right. "Who lodges this infamous charge?"<|quote|>he asked, pulling himself together.</... | you from the odium that would attach to you if you were seen accompanying him to the Police Station," said Turton, paying no attention to his protest, indeed scarcely hearing it. He repeated "Oh no," like a fool. He couldn't frame other words. He felt that a mass of madness had arisen and tried to overwhelm them all; i... | wear at Chandrapore for many days. Always brave and unselfish, he was now fused by some white and generous heat; he would have killed himself, obviously, if he had thought it right to do so. He spoke at last. "The worst thing in my whole career has happened," he said. "Miss Quested has been insulted in one of the Marab... | what's gone wrong he's a decent fellow, it's all unintentional . . . he'll apologize. Never, never act the criminal." "My children and my name!" he gasped, his wings broken. "Nothing of the sort. Put your hat straight and take my arm. I'll see you through." "Ah, thank God, he comes," the Inspector exclaimed. They emerg... | to do with English or Indian; it is an expedition of friends." So the cavalcade ended, partly pleasant, partly not; the Brahman cook was picked up, the train arrived, pushing its burning throat over the plain, and the twentieth century took over from the sixteenth. Mrs. Moore entered her carriage, the three men went to... | are my instructions. I know nothing." "On what charge do you arrest him?" "I am under instructions not to say." "Don't answer me like that. Produce your warrant." "Sir, excuse me, no warrant is required under these particular circumstances. Refer to Mr. McBryde." "Very well, so we will. Come along, Aziz, old man; nothi... | A Passage To India |
"Miss Derek and the victim herself. . . ." | Mr. Turton | he asked, pulling himself together.<|quote|>"Miss Derek and the victim herself. . . ."</|quote|>He nearly broke down, unable | "Who lodges this infamous charge?" he asked, pulling himself together.<|quote|>"Miss Derek and the victim herself. . . ."</|quote|>He nearly broke down, unable to repeat the girl's name. | overwhelm them all; it had to be shoved back into its pit somehow, and he didn't know how to do it, because he did not understand madness: he had always gone about sensibly and quietly until a difficulty came right. "Who lodges this infamous charge?" he asked, pulling himself together.<|quote|>"Miss Derek and the victi... | would attach to you if you were seen accompanying him to the Police Station," said Turton, paying no attention to his protest, indeed scarcely hearing it. He repeated "Oh no," like a fool. He couldn't frame other words. He felt that a mass of madness had arisen and tried to overwhelm them all; it had to be shoved back ... | days. Always brave and unselfish, he was now fused by some white and generous heat; he would have killed himself, obviously, if he had thought it right to do so. He spoke at last. "The worst thing in my whole career has happened," he said. "Miss Quested has been insulted in one of the Marabar caves." "Oh no, oh no, no,... | decent fellow, it's all unintentional . . . he'll apologize. Never, never act the criminal." "My children and my name!" he gasped, his wings broken. "Nothing of the sort. Put your hat straight and take my arm. I'll see you through." "Ah, thank God, he comes," the Inspector exclaimed. They emerged into the midday heat, ... | Indian; it is an expedition of friends." So the cavalcade ended, partly pleasant, partly not; the Brahman cook was picked up, the train arrived, pushing its burning throat over the plain, and the twentieth century took over from the sixteenth. Mrs. Moore entered her carriage, the three men went to theirs, adjusted the ... | The station was seething. Passengers and porters rushed out of every recess, many Government servants, more police. Ronny escorted Mrs. Moore. Mohammed Latif began wailing. And before they could make their way through the chaos, Fielding was called off by the authoritative tones of Mr. Turton, and Aziz went on to priso... | A Passage To India |
He nearly broke down, unable to repeat the girl's name. | No speaker | victim herself. . . ."<|quote|>He nearly broke down, unable to repeat the girl's name.</|quote|>"Miss Quested herself definitely accuses | together. "Miss Derek and the victim herself. . . ."<|quote|>He nearly broke down, unable to repeat the girl's name.</|quote|>"Miss Quested herself definitely accuses him of" He nodded and | into its pit somehow, and he didn't know how to do it, because he did not understand madness: he had always gone about sensibly and quietly until a difficulty came right. "Who lodges this infamous charge?" he asked, pulling himself together. "Miss Derek and the victim herself. . . ."<|quote|>He nearly broke down, unabl... | him to the Police Station," said Turton, paying no attention to his protest, indeed scarcely hearing it. He repeated "Oh no," like a fool. He couldn't frame other words. He felt that a mass of madness had arisen and tried to overwhelm them all; it had to be shoved back into its pit somehow, and he didn't know how to do... | by some white and generous heat; he would have killed himself, obviously, if he had thought it right to do so. He spoke at last. "The worst thing in my whole career has happened," he said. "Miss Quested has been insulted in one of the Marabar caves." "Oh no, oh no, no," gasped the other, feeling sickish. "She escaped b... | apologize. Never, never act the criminal." "My children and my name!" he gasped, his wings broken. "Nothing of the sort. Put your hat straight and take my arm. I'll see you through." "Ah, thank God, he comes," the Inspector exclaimed. They emerged into the midday heat, arm in arm. The station was seething. Passengers a... | cavalcade ended, partly pleasant, partly not; the Brahman cook was picked up, the train arrived, pushing its burning throat over the plain, and the twentieth century took over from the sixteenth. Mrs. Moore entered her carriage, the three men went to theirs, adjusted the shutters, turned on the electric fan and tried t... | shrine. When Fielding entered the doors clapped to, and were guarded by a servant, while a punkah, to mark the importance of the moment, flapped dirty petticoats over their heads. The Collector could not speak at first. His face was white, fanatical, and rather beautiful the expression that all English faces were to we... | A Passage To India |
"Miss Quested herself definitely accuses him of" | Mr. Turton | to repeat the girl's name.<|quote|>"Miss Quested herself definitely accuses him of"</|quote|>He nodded and turned his | He nearly broke down, unable to repeat the girl's name.<|quote|>"Miss Quested herself definitely accuses him of"</|quote|>He nodded and turned his face away. "Then she's mad." | do it, because he did not understand madness: he had always gone about sensibly and quietly until a difficulty came right. "Who lodges this infamous charge?" he asked, pulling himself together. "Miss Derek and the victim herself. . . ." He nearly broke down, unable to repeat the girl's name.<|quote|>"Miss Quested herse... | to his protest, indeed scarcely hearing it. He repeated "Oh no," like a fool. He couldn't frame other words. He felt that a mass of madness had arisen and tried to overwhelm them all; it had to be shoved back into its pit somehow, and he didn't know how to do it, because he did not understand madness: he had always gon... | himself, obviously, if he had thought it right to do so. He spoke at last. "The worst thing in my whole career has happened," he said. "Miss Quested has been insulted in one of the Marabar caves." "Oh no, oh no, no," gasped the other, feeling sickish. "She escaped by God's grace." "Oh no, no, but not Aziz . . . not Azi... | name!" he gasped, his wings broken. "Nothing of the sort. Put your hat straight and take my arm. I'll see you through." "Ah, thank God, he comes," the Inspector exclaimed. They emerged into the midday heat, arm in arm. The station was seething. Passengers and porters rushed out of every recess, many Government servants... | picked up, the train arrived, pushing its burning throat over the plain, and the twentieth century took over from the sixteenth. Mrs. Moore entered her carriage, the three men went to theirs, adjusted the shutters, turned on the electric fan and tried to get some sleep. In the twilight, all resembled corpses, and the t... | required under these particular circumstances. Refer to Mr. McBryde." "Very well, so we will. Come along, Aziz, old man; nothing to fuss about, some blunder." "Dr. Aziz, will you kindly come? a closed conveyance stands in readiness." The young man sobbed his first sound and tried to escape out of the opposite door on t... | A Passage To India |
He nodded and turned his face away. | No speaker | herself definitely accuses him of"<|quote|>He nodded and turned his face away.</|quote|>"Then she's mad." "I cannot | the girl's name. "Miss Quested herself definitely accuses him of"<|quote|>He nodded and turned his face away.</|quote|>"Then she's mad." "I cannot pass that last remark," said | madness: he had always gone about sensibly and quietly until a difficulty came right. "Who lodges this infamous charge?" he asked, pulling himself together. "Miss Derek and the victim herself. . . ." He nearly broke down, unable to repeat the girl's name. "Miss Quested herself definitely accuses him of"<|quote|>He nodd... | He repeated "Oh no," like a fool. He couldn't frame other words. He felt that a mass of madness had arisen and tried to overwhelm them all; it had to be shoved back into its pit somehow, and he didn't know how to do it, because he did not understand madness: he had always gone about sensibly and quietly until a difficu... | right to do so. He spoke at last. "The worst thing in my whole career has happened," he said. "Miss Quested has been insulted in one of the Marabar caves." "Oh no, oh no, no," gasped the other, feeling sickish. "She escaped by God's grace." "Oh no, no, but not Aziz . . . not Aziz . . ." He nodded. "Absolutely impossibl... | of the sort. Put your hat straight and take my arm. I'll see you through." "Ah, thank God, he comes," the Inspector exclaimed. They emerged into the midday heat, arm in arm. The station was seething. Passengers and porters rushed out of every recess, many Government servants, more police. Ronny escorted Mrs. Moore. Moh... | burning throat over the plain, and the twentieth century took over from the sixteenth. Mrs. Moore entered her carriage, the three men went to theirs, adjusted the shutters, turned on the electric fan and tried to get some sleep. In the twilight, all resembled corpses, and the train itself seemed dead though it moved a ... | under the contagion, and pulled him back before a scandal started, and shook him like a baby. A second later, and he would have been out, whistles blowing, a man-hunt. . . . "Dear fellow, we're coming to McBryde together, and enquire what's gone wrong he's a decent fellow, it's all unintentional . . . he'll apologize. ... | A Passage To India |
"Then she's mad." | Cyril Fielding | and turned his face away.<|quote|>"Then she's mad."</|quote|>"I cannot pass that last | accuses him of" He nodded and turned his face away.<|quote|>"Then she's mad."</|quote|>"I cannot pass that last remark," said the Collector, waking | and quietly until a difficulty came right. "Who lodges this infamous charge?" he asked, pulling himself together. "Miss Derek and the victim herself. . . ." He nearly broke down, unable to repeat the girl's name. "Miss Quested herself definitely accuses him of" He nodded and turned his face away.<|quote|>"Then she's ma... | He couldn't frame other words. He felt that a mass of madness had arisen and tried to overwhelm them all; it had to be shoved back into its pit somehow, and he didn't know how to do it, because he did not understand madness: he had always gone about sensibly and quietly until a difficulty came right. "Who lodges this i... | last. "The worst thing in my whole career has happened," he said. "Miss Quested has been insulted in one of the Marabar caves." "Oh no, oh no, no," gasped the other, feeling sickish. "She escaped by God's grace." "Oh no, no, but not Aziz . . . not Aziz . . ." He nodded. "Absolutely impossible, grotesque." "I called you... | and take my arm. I'll see you through." "Ah, thank God, he comes," the Inspector exclaimed. They emerged into the midday heat, arm in arm. The station was seething. Passengers and porters rushed out of every recess, many Government servants, more police. Ronny escorted Mrs. Moore. Mohammed Latif began wailing. And befo... | twentieth century took over from the sixteenth. Mrs. Moore entered her carriage, the three men went to theirs, adjusted the shutters, turned on the electric fan and tried to get some sleep. In the twilight, all resembled corpses, and the train itself seemed dead though it moved a coffin from the scientific north which ... | . . . he'll apologize. Never, never act the criminal." "My children and my name!" he gasped, his wings broken. "Nothing of the sort. Put your hat straight and take my arm. I'll see you through." "Ah, thank God, he comes," the Inspector exclaimed. They emerged into the midday heat, arm in arm. The station was seething. ... | A Passage To India |
"I cannot pass that last remark," | Mr. Turton | face away. "Then she's mad."<|quote|>"I cannot pass that last remark,"</|quote|>said the Collector, waking up | He nodded and turned his face away. "Then she's mad."<|quote|>"I cannot pass that last remark,"</|quote|>said the Collector, waking up to the knowledge that they | a difficulty came right. "Who lodges this infamous charge?" he asked, pulling himself together. "Miss Derek and the victim herself. . . ." He nearly broke down, unable to repeat the girl's name. "Miss Quested herself definitely accuses him of" He nodded and turned his face away. "Then she's mad."<|quote|>"I cannot pass... | other words. He felt that a mass of madness had arisen and tried to overwhelm them all; it had to be shoved back into its pit somehow, and he didn't know how to do it, because he did not understand madness: he had always gone about sensibly and quietly until a difficulty came right. "Who lodges this infamous charge?" h... | thing in my whole career has happened," he said. "Miss Quested has been insulted in one of the Marabar caves." "Oh no, oh no, no," gasped the other, feeling sickish. "She escaped by God's grace." "Oh no, no, but not Aziz . . . not Aziz . . ." He nodded. "Absolutely impossible, grotesque." "I called you to preserve you ... | arm. I'll see you through." "Ah, thank God, he comes," the Inspector exclaimed. They emerged into the midday heat, arm in arm. The station was seething. Passengers and porters rushed out of every recess, many Government servants, more police. Ronny escorted Mrs. Moore. Mohammed Latif began wailing. And before they coul... | over from the sixteenth. Mrs. Moore entered her carriage, the three men went to theirs, adjusted the shutters, turned on the electric fan and tried to get some sleep. In the twilight, all resembled corpses, and the train itself seemed dead though it moved a coffin from the scientific north which troubled the scenery fo... | I know nothing." "On what charge do you arrest him?" "I am under instructions not to say." "Don't answer me like that. Produce your warrant." "Sir, excuse me, no warrant is required under these particular circumstances. Refer to Mr. McBryde." "Very well, so we will. Come along, Aziz, old man; nothing to fuss about, som... | A Passage To India |
said the Collector, waking up to the knowledge that they differed, and trembling with fury. | No speaker | cannot pass that last remark,"<|quote|>said the Collector, waking up to the knowledge that they differed, and trembling with fury.</|quote|>"You will withdraw it instantly. | away. "Then she's mad." "I cannot pass that last remark,"<|quote|>said the Collector, waking up to the knowledge that they differed, and trembling with fury.</|quote|>"You will withdraw it instantly. It is the type of | this infamous charge?" he asked, pulling himself together. "Miss Derek and the victim herself. . . ." He nearly broke down, unable to repeat the girl's name. "Miss Quested herself definitely accuses him of" He nodded and turned his face away. "Then she's mad." "I cannot pass that last remark,"<|quote|>said the Collecto... | mass of madness had arisen and tried to overwhelm them all; it had to be shoved back into its pit somehow, and he didn't know how to do it, because he did not understand madness: he had always gone about sensibly and quietly until a difficulty came right. "Who lodges this infamous charge?" he asked, pulling himself tog... | happened," he said. "Miss Quested has been insulted in one of the Marabar caves." "Oh no, oh no, no," gasped the other, feeling sickish. "She escaped by God's grace." "Oh no, no, but not Aziz . . . not Aziz . . ." He nodded. "Absolutely impossible, grotesque." "I called you to preserve you from the odium that would att... | thank God, he comes," the Inspector exclaimed. They emerged into the midday heat, arm in arm. The station was seething. Passengers and porters rushed out of every recess, many Government servants, more police. Ronny escorted Mrs. Moore. Mohammed Latif began wailing. And before they could make their way through the chao... | entered her carriage, the three men went to theirs, adjusted the shutters, turned on the electric fan and tried to get some sleep. In the twilight, all resembled corpses, and the train itself seemed dead though it moved a coffin from the scientific north which troubled the scenery four times a day. As it left the Marab... | cried Fielding, his own nerves breaking under the contagion, and pulled him back before a scandal started, and shook him like a baby. A second later, and he would have been out, whistles blowing, a man-hunt. . . . "Dear fellow, we're coming to McBryde together, and enquire what's gone wrong he's a decent fellow, it's a... | A Passage To India |
"You will withdraw it instantly. It is the type of remark you have permitted yourself to make ever since you came to Chandrapore." | Mr. Turton | differed, and trembling with fury.<|quote|>"You will withdraw it instantly. It is the type of remark you have permitted yourself to make ever since you came to Chandrapore."</|quote|>"I'm excessively sorry, sir; I | to the knowledge that they differed, and trembling with fury.<|quote|>"You will withdraw it instantly. It is the type of remark you have permitted yourself to make ever since you came to Chandrapore."</|quote|>"I'm excessively sorry, sir; I certainly withdraw it unconditionally." For | . ." He nearly broke down, unable to repeat the girl's name. "Miss Quested herself definitely accuses him of" He nodded and turned his face away. "Then she's mad." "I cannot pass that last remark," said the Collector, waking up to the knowledge that they differed, and trembling with fury.<|quote|>"You will withdraw it ... | shoved back into its pit somehow, and he didn't know how to do it, because he did not understand madness: he had always gone about sensibly and quietly until a difficulty came right. "Who lodges this infamous charge?" he asked, pulling himself together. "Miss Derek and the victim herself. . . ." He nearly broke down, u... | no, oh no, no," gasped the other, feeling sickish. "She escaped by God's grace." "Oh no, no, but not Aziz . . . not Aziz . . ." He nodded. "Absolutely impossible, grotesque." "I called you to preserve you from the odium that would attach to you if you were seen accompanying him to the Police Station," said Turton, payi... | arm. The station was seething. Passengers and porters rushed out of every recess, many Government servants, more police. Ronny escorted Mrs. Moore. Mohammed Latif began wailing. And before they could make their way through the chaos, Fielding was called off by the authoritative tones of Mr. Turton, and Aziz went on to ... | electric fan and tried to get some sleep. In the twilight, all resembled corpses, and the train itself seemed dead though it moved a coffin from the scientific north which troubled the scenery four times a day. As it left the Marabars, their nasty little cosmos disappeared, and gave place to the Marabars seen from a di... | a scandal started, and shook him like a baby. A second later, and he would have been out, whistles blowing, a man-hunt. . . . "Dear fellow, we're coming to McBryde together, and enquire what's gone wrong he's a decent fellow, it's all unintentional . . . he'll apologize. Never, never act the criminal." "My children and... | A Passage To India |
"I'm excessively sorry, sir; I certainly withdraw it unconditionally." | Cyril Fielding | since you came to Chandrapore."<|quote|>"I'm excessively sorry, sir; I certainly withdraw it unconditionally."</|quote|>For the man was half | permitted yourself to make ever since you came to Chandrapore."<|quote|>"I'm excessively sorry, sir; I certainly withdraw it unconditionally."</|quote|>For the man was half mad himself. "Pray, Mr. Fielding, | his face away. "Then she's mad." "I cannot pass that last remark," said the Collector, waking up to the knowledge that they differed, and trembling with fury. "You will withdraw it instantly. It is the type of remark you have permitted yourself to make ever since you came to Chandrapore."<|quote|>"I'm excessively sorry... | gone about sensibly and quietly until a difficulty came right. "Who lodges this infamous charge?" he asked, pulling himself together. "Miss Derek and the victim herself. . . ." He nearly broke down, unable to repeat the girl's name. "Miss Quested herself definitely accuses him of" He nodded and turned his face away. "T... | not Aziz . . ." He nodded. "Absolutely impossible, grotesque." "I called you to preserve you from the odium that would attach to you if you were seen accompanying him to the Police Station," said Turton, paying no attention to his protest, indeed scarcely hearing it. He repeated "Oh no," like a fool. He couldn't frame ... | Latif began wailing. And before they could make their way through the chaos, Fielding was called off by the authoritative tones of Mr. Turton, and Aziz went on to prison alone. CHAPTER XVII The Collector had watched the arrest from the interior of the waiting-room, and throwing open its perforated doors of zinc, he was... | a coffin from the scientific north which troubled the scenery four times a day. As it left the Marabars, their nasty little cosmos disappeared, and gave place to the Marabars seen from a distance, finite and rather romantic. The train halted once under a pump, to drench the stock of coal in its tender. Then it caught s... | the chaos, Fielding was called off by the authoritative tones of Mr. Turton, and Aziz went on to prison alone. CHAPTER XVII The Collector had watched the arrest from the interior of the waiting-room, and throwing open its perforated doors of zinc, he was now revealed like a god in a shrine. When Fielding entered the do... | A Passage To India |
For the man was half mad himself. | No speaker | I certainly withdraw it unconditionally."<|quote|>For the man was half mad himself.</|quote|>"Pray, Mr. Fielding, what induced | Chandrapore." "I'm excessively sorry, sir; I certainly withdraw it unconditionally."<|quote|>For the man was half mad himself.</|quote|>"Pray, Mr. Fielding, what induced you to speak to me | that last remark," said the Collector, waking up to the knowledge that they differed, and trembling with fury. "You will withdraw it instantly. It is the type of remark you have permitted yourself to make ever since you came to Chandrapore." "I'm excessively sorry, sir; I certainly withdraw it unconditionally."<|quote|... | right. "Who lodges this infamous charge?" he asked, pulling himself together. "Miss Derek and the victim herself. . . ." He nearly broke down, unable to repeat the girl's name. "Miss Quested herself definitely accuses him of" He nodded and turned his face away. "Then she's mad." "I cannot pass that last remark," said t... | grotesque." "I called you to preserve you from the odium that would attach to you if you were seen accompanying him to the Police Station," said Turton, paying no attention to his protest, indeed scarcely hearing it. He repeated "Oh no," like a fool. He couldn't frame other words. He felt that a mass of madness had ari... | way through the chaos, Fielding was called off by the authoritative tones of Mr. Turton, and Aziz went on to prison alone. CHAPTER XVII The Collector had watched the arrest from the interior of the waiting-room, and throwing open its perforated doors of zinc, he was now revealed like a god in a shrine. When Fielding en... | scenery four times a day. As it left the Marabars, their nasty little cosmos disappeared, and gave place to the Marabars seen from a distance, finite and rather romantic. The train halted once under a pump, to drench the stock of coal in its tender. Then it caught sight of the main line in the distance, took courage, a... | a baby. A second later, and he would have been out, whistles blowing, a man-hunt. . . . "Dear fellow, we're coming to McBryde together, and enquire what's gone wrong he's a decent fellow, it's all unintentional . . . he'll apologize. Never, never act the criminal." "My children and my name!" he gasped, his wings broken... | A Passage To India |
"Pray, Mr. Fielding, what induced you to speak to me in such a tone?" | Mr. Turton | man was half mad himself.<|quote|>"Pray, Mr. Fielding, what induced you to speak to me in such a tone?"</|quote|>"The news gave me a | withdraw it unconditionally." For the man was half mad himself.<|quote|>"Pray, Mr. Fielding, what induced you to speak to me in such a tone?"</|quote|>"The news gave me a very great shock, so I | up to the knowledge that they differed, and trembling with fury. "You will withdraw it instantly. It is the type of remark you have permitted yourself to make ever since you came to Chandrapore." "I'm excessively sorry, sir; I certainly withdraw it unconditionally." For the man was half mad himself.<|quote|>"Pray, Mr. ... | asked, pulling himself together. "Miss Derek and the victim herself. . . ." He nearly broke down, unable to repeat the girl's name. "Miss Quested herself definitely accuses him of" He nodded and turned his face away. "Then she's mad." "I cannot pass that last remark," said the Collector, waking up to the knowledge that... | from the odium that would attach to you if you were seen accompanying him to the Police Station," said Turton, paying no attention to his protest, indeed scarcely hearing it. He repeated "Oh no," like a fool. He couldn't frame other words. He felt that a mass of madness had arisen and tried to overwhelm them all; it ha... | off by the authoritative tones of Mr. Turton, and Aziz went on to prison alone. CHAPTER XVII The Collector had watched the arrest from the interior of the waiting-room, and throwing open its perforated doors of zinc, he was now revealed like a god in a shrine. When Fielding entered the doors clapped to, and were guarde... | left the Marabars, their nasty little cosmos disappeared, and gave place to the Marabars seen from a distance, finite and rather romantic. The train halted once under a pump, to drench the stock of coal in its tender. Then it caught sight of the main line in the distance, took courage, and bumped forward, rounded the c... | at first. His face was white, fanatical, and rather beautiful the expression that all English faces were to wear at Chandrapore for many days. Always brave and unselfish, he was now fused by some white and generous heat; he would have killed himself, obviously, if he had thought it right to do so. He spoke at last. "Th... | A Passage To India |
"The news gave me a very great shock, so I must ask you to forgive me. I cannot believe that Dr. Aziz is guilty." | Cyril Fielding | me in such a tone?"<|quote|>"The news gave me a very great shock, so I must ask you to forgive me. I cannot believe that Dr. Aziz is guilty."</|quote|>He slammed his hand on | induced you to speak to me in such a tone?"<|quote|>"The news gave me a very great shock, so I must ask you to forgive me. I cannot believe that Dr. Aziz is guilty."</|quote|>He slammed his hand on the table. "That that is | it instantly. It is the type of remark you have permitted yourself to make ever since you came to Chandrapore." "I'm excessively sorry, sir; I certainly withdraw it unconditionally." For the man was half mad himself. "Pray, Mr. Fielding, what induced you to speak to me in such a tone?"<|quote|>"The news gave me a very ... | nearly broke down, unable to repeat the girl's name. "Miss Quested herself definitely accuses him of" He nodded and turned his face away. "Then she's mad." "I cannot pass that last remark," said the Collector, waking up to the knowledge that they differed, and trembling with fury. "You will withdraw it instantly. It is... | to the Police Station," said Turton, paying no attention to his protest, indeed scarcely hearing it. He repeated "Oh no," like a fool. He couldn't frame other words. He felt that a mass of madness had arisen and tried to overwhelm them all; it had to be shoved back into its pit somehow, and he didn't know how to do it,... | alone. CHAPTER XVII The Collector had watched the arrest from the interior of the waiting-room, and throwing open its perforated doors of zinc, he was now revealed like a god in a shrine. When Fielding entered the doors clapped to, and were guarded by a servant, while a punkah, to mark the importance of the moment, fla... | seen from a distance, finite and rather romantic. The train halted once under a pump, to drench the stock of coal in its tender. Then it caught sight of the main line in the distance, took courage, and bumped forward, rounded the civil station, surmounted the level-crossing (the rails were scorching now), and clanked t... | the midday heat, arm in arm. The station was seething. Passengers and porters rushed out of every recess, many Government servants, more police. Ronny escorted Mrs. Moore. Mohammed Latif began wailing. And before they could make their way through the chaos, Fielding was called off by the authoritative tones of Mr. Turt... | A Passage To India |
He slammed his hand on the table. | No speaker | that Dr. Aziz is guilty."<|quote|>He slammed his hand on the table.</|quote|>"That that is a repetition | forgive me. I cannot believe that Dr. Aziz is guilty."<|quote|>He slammed his hand on the table.</|quote|>"That that is a repetition of your insult in an | I certainly withdraw it unconditionally." For the man was half mad himself. "Pray, Mr. Fielding, what induced you to speak to me in such a tone?" "The news gave me a very great shock, so I must ask you to forgive me. I cannot believe that Dr. Aziz is guilty."<|quote|>He slammed his hand on the table.</|quote|>"That tha... | she's mad." "I cannot pass that last remark," said the Collector, waking up to the knowledge that they differed, and trembling with fury. "You will withdraw it instantly. It is the type of remark you have permitted yourself to make ever since you came to Chandrapore." "I'm excessively sorry, sir; I certainly withdraw i... | couldn't frame other words. He felt that a mass of madness had arisen and tried to overwhelm them all; it had to be shoved back into its pit somehow, and he didn't know how to do it, because he did not understand madness: he had always gone about sensibly and quietly until a difficulty came right. "Who lodges this infa... | was now revealed like a god in a shrine. When Fielding entered the doors clapped to, and were guarded by a servant, while a punkah, to mark the importance of the moment, flapped dirty petticoats over their heads. The Collector could not speak at first. His face was white, fanatical, and rather beautiful the expression ... | Then it caught sight of the main line in the distance, took courage, and bumped forward, rounded the civil station, surmounted the level-crossing (the rails were scorching now), and clanked to a stand-still. Chandrapore, Chandrapore! The expedition was over. And as it ended, as they sat up in the gloom and prepared to ... | act the criminal." "My children and my name!" he gasped, his wings broken. "Nothing of the sort. Put your hat straight and take my arm. I'll see you through." "Ah, thank God, he comes," the Inspector exclaimed. They emerged into the midday heat, arm in arm. The station was seething. Passengers and porters rushed out of... | A Passage To India |
"That that is a repetition of your insult in an aggravated form." | Mr. Turton | his hand on the table.<|quote|>"That that is a repetition of your insult in an aggravated form."</|quote|>"If I may venture to | Aziz is guilty." He slammed his hand on the table.<|quote|>"That that is a repetition of your insult in an aggravated form."</|quote|>"If I may venture to say so, no," said Fielding, | man was half mad himself. "Pray, Mr. Fielding, what induced you to speak to me in such a tone?" "The news gave me a very great shock, so I must ask you to forgive me. I cannot believe that Dr. Aziz is guilty." He slammed his hand on the table.<|quote|>"That that is a repetition of your insult in an aggravated form."</|... | remark," said the Collector, waking up to the knowledge that they differed, and trembling with fury. "You will withdraw it instantly. It is the type of remark you have permitted yourself to make ever since you came to Chandrapore." "I'm excessively sorry, sir; I certainly withdraw it unconditionally." For the man was h... | a mass of madness had arisen and tried to overwhelm them all; it had to be shoved back into its pit somehow, and he didn't know how to do it, because he did not understand madness: he had always gone about sensibly and quietly until a difficulty came right. "Who lodges this infamous charge?" he asked, pulling himself t... | a shrine. When Fielding entered the doors clapped to, and were guarded by a servant, while a punkah, to mark the importance of the moment, flapped dirty petticoats over their heads. The Collector could not speak at first. His face was white, fanatical, and rather beautiful the expression that all English faces were to ... | line in the distance, took courage, and bumped forward, rounded the civil station, surmounted the level-crossing (the rails were scorching now), and clanked to a stand-still. Chandrapore, Chandrapore! The expedition was over. And as it ended, as they sat up in the gloom and prepared to enter ordinary life, suddenly the... | of Mr. Turton, and Aziz went on to prison alone. CHAPTER XVII The Collector had watched the arrest from the interior of the waiting-room, and throwing open its perforated doors of zinc, he was now revealed like a god in a shrine. When Fielding entered the doors clapped to, and were guarded by a servant, while a punkah,... | A Passage To India |
"If I may venture to say so, no," | Cyril Fielding | insult in an aggravated form."<|quote|>"If I may venture to say so, no,"</|quote|>said Fielding, also going white, | is a repetition of your insult in an aggravated form."<|quote|>"If I may venture to say so, no,"</|quote|>said Fielding, also going white, but sticking to his point. | speak to me in such a tone?" "The news gave me a very great shock, so I must ask you to forgive me. I cannot believe that Dr. Aziz is guilty." He slammed his hand on the table. "That that is a repetition of your insult in an aggravated form."<|quote|>"If I may venture to say so, no,"</|quote|>said Fielding, also going ... | and trembling with fury. "You will withdraw it instantly. It is the type of remark you have permitted yourself to make ever since you came to Chandrapore." "I'm excessively sorry, sir; I certainly withdraw it unconditionally." For the man was half mad himself. "Pray, Mr. Fielding, what induced you to speak to me in suc... | it had to be shoved back into its pit somehow, and he didn't know how to do it, because he did not understand madness: he had always gone about sensibly and quietly until a difficulty came right. "Who lodges this infamous charge?" he asked, pulling himself together. "Miss Derek and the victim herself. . . ." He nearly ... | by a servant, while a punkah, to mark the importance of the moment, flapped dirty petticoats over their heads. The Collector could not speak at first. His face was white, fanatical, and rather beautiful the expression that all English faces were to wear at Chandrapore for many days. Always brave and unselfish, he was n... | station, surmounted the level-crossing (the rails were scorching now), and clanked to a stand-still. Chandrapore, Chandrapore! The expedition was over. And as it ended, as they sat up in the gloom and prepared to enter ordinary life, suddenly the long drawn strangeness of the morning snapped. Mr. Haq, the Inspector of ... | police. Ronny escorted Mrs. Moore. Mohammed Latif began wailing. And before they could make their way through the chaos, Fielding was called off by the authoritative tones of Mr. Turton, and Aziz went on to prison alone. CHAPTER XVII The Collector had watched the arrest from the interior of the waiting-room, and throwi... | A Passage To India |
said Fielding, also going white, but sticking to his point. | No speaker | venture to say so, no,"<|quote|>said Fielding, also going white, but sticking to his point.</|quote|>"I make no reflection on | aggravated form." "If I may venture to say so, no,"<|quote|>said Fielding, also going white, but sticking to his point.</|quote|>"I make no reflection on the good faith of the | news gave me a very great shock, so I must ask you to forgive me. I cannot believe that Dr. Aziz is guilty." He slammed his hand on the table. "That that is a repetition of your insult in an aggravated form." "If I may venture to say so, no,"<|quote|>said Fielding, also going white, but sticking to his point.</|quote|>... | instantly. It is the type of remark you have permitted yourself to make ever since you came to Chandrapore." "I'm excessively sorry, sir; I certainly withdraw it unconditionally." For the man was half mad himself. "Pray, Mr. Fielding, what induced you to speak to me in such a tone?" "The news gave me a very great shock... | pit somehow, and he didn't know how to do it, because he did not understand madness: he had always gone about sensibly and quietly until a difficulty came right. "Who lodges this infamous charge?" he asked, pulling himself together. "Miss Derek and the victim herself. . . ." He nearly broke down, unable to repeat the g... | the importance of the moment, flapped dirty petticoats over their heads. The Collector could not speak at first. His face was white, fanatical, and rather beautiful the expression that all English faces were to wear at Chandrapore for many days. Always brave and unselfish, he was now fused by some white and generous he... | now), and clanked to a stand-still. Chandrapore, Chandrapore! The expedition was over. And as it ended, as they sat up in the gloom and prepared to enter ordinary life, suddenly the long drawn strangeness of the morning snapped. Mr. Haq, the Inspector of Police, flung open the door of their carriage and said in shrill ... | of madness had arisen and tried to overwhelm them all; it had to be shoved back into its pit somehow, and he didn't know how to do it, because he did not understand madness: he had always gone about sensibly and quietly until a difficulty came right. "Who lodges this infamous charge?" he asked, pulling himself together... | A Passage To India |
"I make no reflection on the good faith of the two ladies, but the charge they are bringing against Aziz rests upon some mistake, and five minutes will clear it up. The man's manner is perfectly natural; besides, I know him to be incapable of infamy." | Cyril Fielding | but sticking to his point.<|quote|>"I make no reflection on the good faith of the two ladies, but the charge they are bringing against Aziz rests upon some mistake, and five minutes will clear it up. The man's manner is perfectly natural; besides, I know him to be incapable of infamy."</|quote|>"It does indeed rest upo... | said Fielding, also going white, but sticking to his point.<|quote|>"I make no reflection on the good faith of the two ladies, but the charge they are bringing against Aziz rests upon some mistake, and five minutes will clear it up. The man's manner is perfectly natural; besides, I know him to be incapable of infamy."<... | ask you to forgive me. I cannot believe that Dr. Aziz is guilty." He slammed his hand on the table. "That that is a repetition of your insult in an aggravated form." "If I may venture to say so, no," said Fielding, also going white, but sticking to his point.<|quote|>"I make no reflection on the good faith of the two l... | yourself to make ever since you came to Chandrapore." "I'm excessively sorry, sir; I certainly withdraw it unconditionally." For the man was half mad himself. "Pray, Mr. Fielding, what induced you to speak to me in such a tone?" "The news gave me a very great shock, so I must ask you to forgive me. I cannot believe tha... | because he did not understand madness: he had always gone about sensibly and quietly until a difficulty came right. "Who lodges this infamous charge?" he asked, pulling himself together. "Miss Derek and the victim herself. . . ." He nearly broke down, unable to repeat the girl's name. "Miss Quested herself definitely a... | heads. The Collector could not speak at first. His face was white, fanatical, and rather beautiful the expression that all English faces were to wear at Chandrapore for many days. Always brave and unselfish, he was now fused by some white and generous heat; he would have killed himself, obviously, if he had thought it ... | was over. And as it ended, as they sat up in the gloom and prepared to enter ordinary life, suddenly the long drawn strangeness of the morning snapped. Mr. Haq, the Inspector of Police, flung open the door of their carriage and said in shrill tones: "Dr. Aziz, it is my highly painful duty to arrest you." "Hullo, some m... | because he did not understand madness: he had always gone about sensibly and quietly until a difficulty came right. "Who lodges this infamous charge?" he asked, pulling himself together. "Miss Derek and the victim herself. . . ." He nearly broke down, unable to repeat the girl's name. "Miss Quested herself definitely a... | A Passage To India |
"It does indeed rest upon a mistake," | Mr. Turton | to be incapable of infamy."<|quote|>"It does indeed rest upon a mistake,"</|quote|>came the thin, biting voice | natural; besides, I know him to be incapable of infamy."<|quote|>"It does indeed rest upon a mistake,"</|quote|>came the thin, biting voice of the other. "It does | sticking to his point. "I make no reflection on the good faith of the two ladies, but the charge they are bringing against Aziz rests upon some mistake, and five minutes will clear it up. The man's manner is perfectly natural; besides, I know him to be incapable of infamy."<|quote|>"It does indeed rest upon a mistake,"... | shock, so I must ask you to forgive me. I cannot believe that Dr. Aziz is guilty." He slammed his hand on the table. "That that is a repetition of your insult in an aggravated form." "If I may venture to say so, no," said Fielding, also going white, but sticking to his point. "I make no reflection on the good faith of ... | girl's name. "Miss Quested herself definitely accuses him of" He nodded and turned his face away. "Then she's mad." "I cannot pass that last remark," said the Collector, waking up to the knowledge that they differed, and trembling with fury. "You will withdraw it instantly. It is the type of remark you have permitted y... | have killed himself, obviously, if he had thought it right to do so. He spoke at last. "The worst thing in my whole career has happened," he said. "Miss Quested has been insulted in one of the Marabar caves." "Oh no, oh no, no," gasped the other, feeling sickish. "She escaped by God's grace." "Oh no, no, but not Aziz .... | "Dr. Aziz, it is my highly painful duty to arrest you." "Hullo, some mistake," said Fielding, at once taking charge of the situation. "Sir, they are my instructions. I know nothing." "On what charge do you arrest him?" "I am under instructions not to say." "Don't answer me like that. Produce your warrant." "Sir, excuse... | "Oh no," like a fool. He couldn't frame other words. He felt that a mass of madness had arisen and tried to overwhelm them all; it had to be shoved back into its pit somehow, and he didn't know how to do it, because he did not understand madness: he had always gone about sensibly and quietly until a difficulty came rig... | A Passage To India |
came the thin, biting voice of the other. | No speaker | indeed rest upon a mistake,"<|quote|>came the thin, biting voice of the other.</|quote|>"It does indeed. I have | incapable of infamy." "It does indeed rest upon a mistake,"<|quote|>came the thin, biting voice of the other.</|quote|>"It does indeed. I have had twenty-five years' experience of | reflection on the good faith of the two ladies, but the charge they are bringing against Aziz rests upon some mistake, and five minutes will clear it up. The man's manner is perfectly natural; besides, I know him to be incapable of infamy." "It does indeed rest upon a mistake,"<|quote|>came the thin, biting voice of th... | forgive me. I cannot believe that Dr. Aziz is guilty." He slammed his hand on the table. "That that is a repetition of your insult in an aggravated form." "If I may venture to say so, no," said Fielding, also going white, but sticking to his point. "I make no reflection on the good faith of the two ladies, but the char... | him of" He nodded and turned his face away. "Then she's mad." "I cannot pass that last remark," said the Collector, waking up to the knowledge that they differed, and trembling with fury. "You will withdraw it instantly. It is the type of remark you have permitted yourself to make ever since you came to Chandrapore." "... | thought it right to do so. He spoke at last. "The worst thing in my whole career has happened," he said. "Miss Quested has been insulted in one of the Marabar caves." "Oh no, oh no, no," gasped the other, feeling sickish. "She escaped by God's grace." "Oh no, no, but not Aziz . . . not Aziz . . ." He nodded. "Absolutel... | duty to arrest you." "Hullo, some mistake," said Fielding, at once taking charge of the situation. "Sir, they are my instructions. I know nothing." "On what charge do you arrest him?" "I am under instructions not to say." "Don't answer me like that. Produce your warrant." "Sir, excuse me, no warrant is required under t... | interior of the waiting-room, and throwing open its perforated doors of zinc, he was now revealed like a god in a shrine. When Fielding entered the doors clapped to, and were guarded by a servant, while a punkah, to mark the importance of the moment, flapped dirty petticoats over their heads. The Collector could not sp... | A Passage To India |
"It does indeed. I have had twenty-five years' experience of this country" | Mr. Turton | biting voice of the other.<|quote|>"It does indeed. I have had twenty-five years' experience of this country"</|quote|>he paused, and "twenty-five years" | a mistake," came the thin, biting voice of the other.<|quote|>"It does indeed. I have had twenty-five years' experience of this country"</|quote|>he paused, and "twenty-five years" seemed to fill the waiting-room | ladies, but the charge they are bringing against Aziz rests upon some mistake, and five minutes will clear it up. The man's manner is perfectly natural; besides, I know him to be incapable of infamy." "It does indeed rest upon a mistake," came the thin, biting voice of the other.<|quote|>"It does indeed. I have had twe... | is guilty." He slammed his hand on the table. "That that is a repetition of your insult in an aggravated form." "If I may venture to say so, no," said Fielding, also going white, but sticking to his point. "I make no reflection on the good faith of the two ladies, but the charge they are bringing against Aziz rests upo... | away. "Then she's mad." "I cannot pass that last remark," said the Collector, waking up to the knowledge that they differed, and trembling with fury. "You will withdraw it instantly. It is the type of remark you have permitted yourself to make ever since you came to Chandrapore." "I'm excessively sorry, sir; I certainl... | at last. "The worst thing in my whole career has happened," he said. "Miss Quested has been insulted in one of the Marabar caves." "Oh no, oh no, no," gasped the other, feeling sickish. "She escaped by God's grace." "Oh no, no, but not Aziz . . . not Aziz . . ." He nodded. "Absolutely impossible, grotesque." "I called ... | Fielding, at once taking charge of the situation. "Sir, they are my instructions. I know nothing." "On what charge do you arrest him?" "I am under instructions not to say." "Don't answer me like that. Produce your warrant." "Sir, excuse me, no warrant is required under these particular circumstances. Refer to Mr. McBry... | somehow, and he didn't know how to do it, because he did not understand madness: he had always gone about sensibly and quietly until a difficulty came right. "Who lodges this infamous charge?" he asked, pulling himself together. "Miss Derek and the victim herself. . . ." He nearly broke down, unable to repeat the girl'... | A Passage To India |
he paused, and "twenty-five years" seemed to fill the waiting-room with their staleness and ungenerosity | No speaker | years' experience of this country"<|quote|>he paused, and "twenty-five years" seemed to fill the waiting-room with their staleness and ungenerosity</|quote|>"and during those twenty-five years | indeed. I have had twenty-five years' experience of this country"<|quote|>he paused, and "twenty-five years" seemed to fill the waiting-room with their staleness and ungenerosity</|quote|>"and during those twenty-five years I have never known anything | mistake, and five minutes will clear it up. The man's manner is perfectly natural; besides, I know him to be incapable of infamy." "It does indeed rest upon a mistake," came the thin, biting voice of the other. "It does indeed. I have had twenty-five years' experience of this country"<|quote|>he paused, and "twenty-fiv... | a repetition of your insult in an aggravated form." "If I may venture to say so, no," said Fielding, also going white, but sticking to his point. "I make no reflection on the good faith of the two ladies, but the charge they are bringing against Aziz rests upon some mistake, and five minutes will clear it up. The man's... | Collector, waking up to the knowledge that they differed, and trembling with fury. "You will withdraw it instantly. It is the type of remark you have permitted yourself to make ever since you came to Chandrapore." "I'm excessively sorry, sir; I certainly withdraw it unconditionally." For the man was half mad himself. "... | said. "Miss Quested has been insulted in one of the Marabar caves." "Oh no, oh no, no," gasped the other, feeling sickish. "She escaped by God's grace." "Oh no, no, but not Aziz . . . not Aziz . . ." He nodded. "Absolutely impossible, grotesque." "I called you to preserve you from the odium that would attach to you if ... | instructions. I know nothing." "On what charge do you arrest him?" "I am under instructions not to say." "Don't answer me like that. Produce your warrant." "Sir, excuse me, no warrant is required under these particular circumstances. Refer to Mr. McBryde." "Very well, so we will. Come along, Aziz, old man; nothing to f... | a servant, while a punkah, to mark the importance of the moment, flapped dirty petticoats over their heads. The Collector could not speak at first. His face was white, fanatical, and rather beautiful the expression that all English faces were to wear at Chandrapore for many days. Always brave and unselfish, he was now ... | A Passage To India |
"and during those twenty-five years I have never known anything but disaster result when English people and Indians attempt to be intimate socially. Intercourse, yes. Courtesy, by all means. Intimacy never, never. The whole weight of my authority is against it. I have been in charge at Chandrapore for six years, and if... | Mr. Turton | with their staleness and ungenerosity<|quote|>"and during those twenty-five years I have never known anything but disaster result when English people and Indians attempt to be intimate socially. Intercourse, yes. Courtesy, by all means. Intimacy never, never. The whole weight of my authority is against it. I have been ... | seemed to fill the waiting-room with their staleness and ungenerosity<|quote|>"and during those twenty-five years I have never known anything but disaster result when English people and Indians attempt to be intimate socially. Intercourse, yes. Courtesy, by all means. Intimacy never, never. The whole weight of my autho... | I know him to be incapable of infamy." "It does indeed rest upon a mistake," came the thin, biting voice of the other. "It does indeed. I have had twenty-five years' experience of this country" he paused, and "twenty-five years" seemed to fill the waiting-room with their staleness and ungenerosity<|quote|>"and during t... | so, no," said Fielding, also going white, but sticking to his point. "I make no reflection on the good faith of the two ladies, but the charge they are bringing against Aziz rests upon some mistake, and five minutes will clear it up. The man's manner is perfectly natural; besides, I know him to be incapable of infamy."... | withdraw it instantly. It is the type of remark you have permitted yourself to make ever since you came to Chandrapore." "I'm excessively sorry, sir; I certainly withdraw it unconditionally." For the man was half mad himself. "Pray, Mr. Fielding, what induced you to speak to me in such a tone?" "The news gave me a very... | no, no," gasped the other, feeling sickish. "She escaped by God's grace." "Oh no, no, but not Aziz . . . not Aziz . . ." He nodded. "Absolutely impossible, grotesque." "I called you to preserve you from the odium that would attach to you if you were seen accompanying him to the Police Station," said Turton, paying no a... | not to say." "Don't answer me like that. Produce your warrant." "Sir, excuse me, no warrant is required under these particular circumstances. Refer to Mr. McBryde." "Very well, so we will. Come along, Aziz, old man; nothing to fuss about, some blunder." "Dr. Aziz, will you kindly come? a closed conveyance stands in rea... | because he did not understand madness: he had always gone about sensibly and quietly until a difficulty came right. "Who lodges this infamous charge?" he asked, pulling himself together. "Miss Derek and the victim herself. . . ." He nearly broke down, unable to repeat the girl's name. "Miss Quested herself definitely a... | A Passage To India |
Involved in his own emotions, he broke down. What he had said was both dignified and pathetic, but had it anything to do with Aziz? Nothing at all, if Fielding was right. It is impossible to regard a tragedy from two points of view, and whereas Turton had decided to avenge the girl, he hoped to save the man. He wanted ... | No speaker | that I should have lived"<|quote|>Involved in his own emotions, he broke down. What he had said was both dignified and pathetic, but had it anything to do with Aziz? Nothing at all, if Fielding was right. It is impossible to regard a tragedy from two points of view, and whereas Turton had decided to avenge the girl, he... | English girl fresh from England that I should have lived"<|quote|>Involved in his own emotions, he broke down. What he had said was both dignified and pathetic, but had it anything to do with Aziz? Nothing at all, if Fielding was right. It is impossible to regard a tragedy from two points of view, and whereas Turton ha... | ideas no doubt you can. I wish I had never lived to see its beginning, I know that. It is the end of me. That a lady, that a young lady engaged to my most valued subordinate that she an English girl fresh from England that I should have lived"<|quote|>Involved in his own emotions, he broke down. What he had said was bo... | simple rule. New-comers set our traditions aside, and in an instant what you see happens, the work of years is undone and the good name of my District ruined for a generation. I I can't see the end of this day's work, Mr. Fielding. You, who are imbued with modern ideas no doubt you can. I wish I had never lived to see ... | "It does indeed. I have had twenty-five years' experience of this country" he paused, and "twenty-five years" seemed to fill the waiting-room with their staleness and ungenerosity "and during those twenty-five years I have never known anything but disaster result when English people and Indians attempt to be intimate s... | away. "Then she's mad." "I cannot pass that last remark," said the Collector, waking up to the knowledge that they differed, and trembling with fury. "You will withdraw it instantly. It is the type of remark you have permitted yourself to make ever since you came to Chandrapore." "I'm excessively sorry, sir; I certainl... | straight and take my arm. I'll see you through." "Ah, thank God, he comes," the Inspector exclaimed. They emerged into the midday heat, arm in arm. The station was seething. Passengers and porters rushed out of every recess, many Government servants, more police. Ronny escorted Mrs. Moore. Mohammed Latif began wailing.... | to me in such a tone?" "The news gave me a very great shock, so I must ask you to forgive me. I cannot believe that Dr. Aziz is guilty." He slammed his hand on the table. "That that is a repetition of your insult in an aggravated form." "If I may venture to say so, no," said Fielding, also going white, but sticking to ... | A Passage To India |
"I came down particularly on your account while poor Heaslop got his mother away. I regarded it as the most friendly thing I could do. I meant to tell you that there will be an informal meeting at the club this evening to discuss the situation, but I am doubtful whether you will care to come. Your visits there are alwa... | Mr. Turton | be trusted to keep cool.<|quote|>"I came down particularly on your account while poor Heaslop got his mother away. I regarded it as the most friendly thing I could do. I meant to tell you that there will be an informal meeting at the club this evening to discuss the situation, but I am doubtful whether you will care to... | whole sensible, and could, anyhow, be trusted to keep cool.<|quote|>"I came down particularly on your account while poor Heaslop got his mother away. I regarded it as the most friendly thing I could do. I meant to tell you that there will be an informal meeting at the club this evening to discuss the situation, but I a... | tragedy from two points of view, and whereas Turton had decided to avenge the girl, he hoped to save the man. He wanted to get away and talk to McBryde, who had always been friendly to him, was on the whole sensible, and could, anyhow, be trusted to keep cool.<|quote|>"I came down particularly on your account while poo... | she an English girl fresh from England that I should have lived" Involved in his own emotions, he broke down. What he had said was both dignified and pathetic, but had it anything to do with Aziz? Nothing at all, if Fielding was right. It is impossible to regard a tragedy from two points of view, and whereas Turton had... | mutual respect and esteem, it is because both peoples kept to this simple rule. New-comers set our traditions aside, and in an instant what you see happens, the work of years is undone and the good name of my District ruined for a generation. I I can't see the end of this day's work, Mr. Fielding. You, who are imbued w... | must ask you to forgive me. I cannot believe that Dr. Aziz is guilty." He slammed his hand on the table. "That that is a repetition of your insult in an aggravated form." "If I may venture to say so, no," said Fielding, also going white, but sticking to his point. "I make no reflection on the good faith of the two ladi... | the interior of the waiting-room, and throwing open its perforated doors of zinc, he was now revealed like a god in a shrine. When Fielding entered the doors clapped to, and were guarded by a servant, while a punkah, to mark the importance of the moment, flapped dirty petticoats over their heads. The Collector could no... | He slammed his hand on the table. "That that is a repetition of your insult in an aggravated form." "If I may venture to say so, no," said Fielding, also going white, but sticking to his point. "I make no reflection on the good faith of the two ladies, but the charge they are bringing against Aziz rests upon some mista... | A Passage To India |
"I shall certainly come, sir, and I am most grateful to you for all the trouble you have taken over me. May I venture to ask where Miss Quested is." | Cyril Fielding | visits there are always infrequent."<|quote|>"I shall certainly come, sir, and I am most grateful to you for all the trouble you have taken over me. May I venture to ask where Miss Quested is."</|quote|>He replied with a gesture; | will care to come. Your visits there are always infrequent."<|quote|>"I shall certainly come, sir, and I am most grateful to you for all the trouble you have taken over me. May I venture to ask where Miss Quested is."</|quote|>He replied with a gesture; she was ill. "Worse and | mother away. I regarded it as the most friendly thing I could do. I meant to tell you that there will be an informal meeting at the club this evening to discuss the situation, but I am doubtful whether you will care to come. Your visits there are always infrequent."<|quote|>"I shall certainly come, sir, and I am most g... | avenge the girl, he hoped to save the man. He wanted to get away and talk to McBryde, who had always been friendly to him, was on the whole sensible, and could, anyhow, be trusted to keep cool. "I came down particularly on your account while poor Heaslop got his mother away. I regarded it as the most friendly thing I c... | ideas no doubt you can. I wish I had never lived to see its beginning, I know that. It is the end of me. That a lady, that a young lady engaged to my most valued subordinate that she an English girl fresh from England that I should have lived" Involved in his own emotions, he broke down. What he had said was both digni... | ladies, but the charge they are bringing against Aziz rests upon some mistake, and five minutes will clear it up. The man's manner is perfectly natural; besides, I know him to be incapable of infamy." "It does indeed rest upon a mistake," came the thin, biting voice of the other. "It does indeed. I have had twenty-five... | white, fanatical, and rather beautiful the expression that all English faces were to wear at Chandrapore for many days. Always brave and unselfish, he was now fused by some white and generous heat; he would have killed himself, obviously, if he had thought it right to do so. He spoke at last. "The worst thing in my who... | the thin, biting voice of the other. "It does indeed. I have had twenty-five years' experience of this country" he paused, and "twenty-five years" seemed to fill the waiting-room with their staleness and ungenerosity "and during those twenty-five years I have never known anything but disaster result when English people... | A Passage To India |
He replied with a gesture; she was ill. | No speaker | ask where Miss Quested is."<|quote|>He replied with a gesture; she was ill.</|quote|>"Worse and worse, appalling," he | me. May I venture to ask where Miss Quested is."<|quote|>He replied with a gesture; she was ill.</|quote|>"Worse and worse, appalling," he said feelingly. But the Collector | to discuss the situation, but I am doubtful whether you will care to come. Your visits there are always infrequent." "I shall certainly come, sir, and I am most grateful to you for all the trouble you have taken over me. May I venture to ask where Miss Quested is."<|quote|>He replied with a gesture; she was ill.</|quot... | and could, anyhow, be trusted to keep cool. "I came down particularly on your account while poor Heaslop got his mother away. I regarded it as the most friendly thing I could do. I meant to tell you that there will be an informal meeting at the club this evening to discuss the situation, but I am doubtful whether you w... | lady engaged to my most valued subordinate that she an English girl fresh from England that I should have lived" Involved in his own emotions, he broke down. What he had said was both dignified and pathetic, but had it anything to do with Aziz? Nothing at all, if Fielding was right. It is impossible to regard a tragedy... | to be incapable of infamy." "It does indeed rest upon a mistake," came the thin, biting voice of the other. "It does indeed. I have had twenty-five years' experience of this country" he paused, and "twenty-five years" seemed to fill the waiting-room with their staleness and ungenerosity "and during those twenty-five ye... | and generous heat; he would have killed himself, obviously, if he had thought it right to do so. He spoke at last. "The worst thing in my whole career has happened," he said. "Miss Quested has been insulted in one of the Marabar caves." "Oh no, oh no, no," gasped the other, feeling sickish. "She escaped by God's grace.... | they differed, and trembling with fury. "You will withdraw it instantly. It is the type of remark you have permitted yourself to make ever since you came to Chandrapore." "I'm excessively sorry, sir; I certainly withdraw it unconditionally." For the man was half mad himself. "Pray, Mr. Fielding, what induced you to spe... | A Passage To India |
"Worse and worse, appalling," | Mr. Turton | a gesture; she was ill.<|quote|>"Worse and worse, appalling,"</|quote|>he said feelingly. But the | Quested is." He replied with a gesture; she was ill.<|quote|>"Worse and worse, appalling,"</|quote|>he said feelingly. But the Collector looked at him sternly, | whether you will care to come. Your visits there are always infrequent." "I shall certainly come, sir, and I am most grateful to you for all the trouble you have taken over me. May I venture to ask where Miss Quested is." He replied with a gesture; she was ill.<|quote|>"Worse and worse, appalling,"</|quote|>he said fee... | "I came down particularly on your account while poor Heaslop got his mother away. I regarded it as the most friendly thing I could do. I meant to tell you that there will be an informal meeting at the club this evening to discuss the situation, but I am doubtful whether you will care to come. Your visits there are alwa... | she an English girl fresh from England that I should have lived" Involved in his own emotions, he broke down. What he had said was both dignified and pathetic, but had it anything to do with Aziz? Nothing at all, if Fielding was right. It is impossible to regard a tragedy from two points of view, and whereas Turton had... | rest upon a mistake," came the thin, biting voice of the other. "It does indeed. I have had twenty-five years' experience of this country" he paused, and "twenty-five years" seemed to fill the waiting-room with their staleness and ungenerosity "and during those twenty-five years I have never known anything but disaster... | obviously, if he had thought it right to do so. He spoke at last. "The worst thing in my whole career has happened," he said. "Miss Quested has been insulted in one of the Marabar caves." "Oh no, oh no, no," gasped the other, feeling sickish. "She escaped by God's grace." "Oh no, no, but not Aziz . . . not Aziz . . ." ... | are imbued with modern ideas no doubt you can. I wish I had never lived to see its beginning, I know that. It is the end of me. That a lady, that a young lady engaged to my most valued subordinate that she an English girl fresh from England that I should have lived" Involved in his own emotions, he broke down. What he ... | A Passage To India |
he said feelingly. But the Collector looked at him sternly, because he was keeping his head. He had not gone mad at the phrase "an English girl fresh from England," he had not rallied to the banner of race. He was still after facts, though the herd had decided on emotion. Nothing enrages Anglo-India more than the lante... | No speaker | ill. "Worse and worse, appalling,"<|quote|>he said feelingly. But the Collector looked at him sternly, because he was keeping his head. He had not gone mad at the phrase "an English girl fresh from England," he had not rallied to the banner of race. He was still after facts, though the herd had decided on emotion. Noth... | with a gesture; she was ill. "Worse and worse, appalling,"<|quote|>he said feelingly. But the Collector looked at him sternly, because he was keeping his head. He had not gone mad at the phrase "an English girl fresh from England," he had not rallied to the banner of race. He was still after facts, though the herd had ... | to come. Your visits there are always infrequent." "I shall certainly come, sir, and I am most grateful to you for all the trouble you have taken over me. May I venture to ask where Miss Quested is." He replied with a gesture; she was ill. "Worse and worse, appalling,"<|quote|>he said feelingly. But the Collector looke... | on your account while poor Heaslop got his mother away. I regarded it as the most friendly thing I could do. I meant to tell you that there will be an informal meeting at the club this evening to discuss the situation, but I am doubtful whether you will care to come. Your visits there are always infrequent." "I shall c... | fresh from England that I should have lived" Involved in his own emotions, he broke down. What he had said was both dignified and pathetic, but had it anything to do with Aziz? Nothing at all, if Fielding was right. It is impossible to regard a tragedy from two points of view, and whereas Turton had decided to avenge t... | came the thin, biting voice of the other. "It does indeed. I have had twenty-five years' experience of this country" he paused, and "twenty-five years" seemed to fill the waiting-room with their staleness and ungenerosity "and during those twenty-five years I have never known anything but disaster result when English p... | thought it right to do so. He spoke at last. "The worst thing in my whole career has happened," he said. "Miss Quested has been insulted in one of the Marabar caves." "Oh no, oh no, no," gasped the other, feeling sickish. "She escaped by God's grace." "Oh no, no, but not Aziz . . . not Aziz . . ." He nodded. "Absolutel... | lady engaged to my most valued subordinate that she an English girl fresh from England that I should have lived" Involved in his own emotions, he broke down. What he had said was both dignified and pathetic, but had it anything to do with Aziz? Nothing at all, if Fielding was right. It is impossible to regard a tragedy... | A Passage To India |
"I know what you're like at last; you shall pay for this, you shall squeal." | Mr. Turton | platforms, he said to himself:<|quote|>"I know what you're like at last; you shall pay for this, you shall squeal."</|quote|>CHAPTER XVIII Mr. McBryde, the | salute him on their little platforms, he said to himself:<|quote|>"I know what you're like at last; you shall pay for this, you shall squeal."</|quote|>CHAPTER XVIII Mr. McBryde, the District Superintendent of Police, was | insane with rage. He spoke the necessary word, and the looting stopped. Then he drove off to his bungalow and gave rein to his passions again. When he saw the coolies asleep in the ditches or the shopkeepers rising to salute him on their little platforms, he said to himself:<|quote|>"I know what you're like at last; yo... | Mohammed Latif made no attempt to resist him. Hassan flung off his turban, and wept. All the comforts that had been provided so liberally were rolled about and wasted in the sun. The Collector took in the situation at a glance, and his sense of justice functioned though he was insane with rage. He spoke the necessary w... | if it is exhibited for one moment after its extinction is decreed. All over Chandrapore that day the Europeans were putting aside their normal personalities and sinking themselves in their community. Pity, wrath, heroism, filled them, but the power of putting two and two together was annihilated. Terminating the interv... | girl, he hoped to save the man. He wanted to get away and talk to McBryde, who had always been friendly to him, was on the whole sensible, and could, anyhow, be trusted to keep cool. "I came down particularly on your account while poor Heaslop got his mother away. I regarded it as the most friendly thing I could do. I ... | I certainly withdraw it unconditionally." For the man was half mad himself. "Pray, Mr. Fielding, what induced you to speak to me in such a tone?" "The news gave me a very great shock, so I must ask you to forgive me. I cannot believe that Dr. Aziz is guilty." He slammed his hand on the table. "That that is a repetition... | was on the whole sensible, and could, anyhow, be trusted to keep cool. "I came down particularly on your account while poor Heaslop got his mother away. I regarded it as the most friendly thing I could do. I meant to tell you that there will be an informal meeting at the club this evening to discuss the situation, but ... | A Passage To India |
CHAPTER XVIII Mr. McBryde, the District Superintendent of Police, was the most reflective and best educated of the Chandrapore officials. He had read and thought a good deal, and, owing to a somewhat unhappy marriage, had evolved a complete philosophy of life. There was much of the cynic about him, but nothing of the b... | No speaker | for this, you shall squeal."<|quote|>CHAPTER XVIII Mr. McBryde, the District Superintendent of Police, was the most reflective and best educated of the Chandrapore officials. He had read and thought a good deal, and, owing to a somewhat unhappy marriage, had evolved a complete philosophy of life. There was much of the ... | at last; you shall pay for this, you shall squeal."<|quote|>CHAPTER XVIII Mr. McBryde, the District Superintendent of Police, was the most reflective and best educated of the Chandrapore officials. He had read and thought a good deal, and, owing to a somewhat unhappy marriage, had evolved a complete philosophy of life.... | off to his bungalow and gave rein to his passions again. When he saw the coolies asleep in the ditches or the shopkeepers rising to salute him on their little platforms, he said to himself: "I know what you're like at last; you shall pay for this, you shall squeal."<|quote|>CHAPTER XVIII Mr. McBryde, the District Super... | All the comforts that had been provided so liberally were rolled about and wasted in the sun. The Collector took in the situation at a glance, and his sense of justice functioned though he was insane with rage. He spoke the necessary word, and the looting stopped. Then he drove off to his bungalow and gave rein to his ... | that day the Europeans were putting aside their normal personalities and sinking themselves in their community. Pity, wrath, heroism, filled them, but the power of putting two and two together was annihilated. Terminating the interview, the Collector walked on to the platform. The confusion there was revolting. A chupr... | McBryde, who had always been friendly to him, was on the whole sensible, and could, anyhow, be trusted to keep cool. "I came down particularly on your account while poor Heaslop got his mother away. I regarded it as the most friendly thing I could do. I meant to tell you that there will be an informal meeting at the cl... | what induced you to speak to me in such a tone?" "The news gave me a very great shock, so I must ask you to forgive me. I cannot believe that Dr. Aziz is guilty." He slammed his hand on the table. "That that is a repetition of your insult in an aggravated form." "If I may venture to say so, no," said Fielding, also goi... | lady engaged to my most valued subordinate that she an English girl fresh from England that I should have lived" Involved in his own emotions, he broke down. What he had said was both dignified and pathetic, but had it anything to do with Aziz? Nothing at all, if Fielding was right. It is impossible to regard a tragedy... | A Passage To India |
"I have to detain you until you get bail," | Mr. Mcbryde | with courtesy, was almost reassuring.<|quote|>"I have to detain you until you get bail,"</|quote|>he said, "but no doubt | rough, and he received Aziz with courtesy, was almost reassuring.<|quote|>"I have to detain you until you get bail,"</|quote|>he said, "but no doubt your friends will be applying | read and thought a good deal, and, owing to a somewhat unhappy marriage, had evolved a complete philosophy of life. There was much of the cynic about him, but nothing of the bully; he never lost his temper or grew rough, and he received Aziz with courtesy, was almost reassuring.<|quote|>"I have to detain you until you ... | shopkeepers rising to salute him on their little platforms, he said to himself: "I know what you're like at last; you shall pay for this, you shall squeal." CHAPTER XVIII Mr. McBryde, the District Superintendent of Police, was the most reflective and best educated of the Chandrapore officials. He had read and thought a... | he had no right; he was a camp follower of the angry English. Mohammed Latif made no attempt to resist him. Hassan flung off his turban, and wept. All the comforts that had been provided so liberally were rolled about and wasted in the sun. The Collector took in the situation at a glance, and his sense of justice funct... | you will care to come. Your visits there are always infrequent." "I shall certainly come, sir, and I am most grateful to you for all the trouble you have taken over me. May I venture to ask where Miss Quested is." He replied with a gesture; she was ill. "Worse and worse, appalling," he said feelingly. But the Collector... | "I make no reflection on the good faith of the two ladies, but the charge they are bringing against Aziz rests upon some mistake, and five minutes will clear it up. The man's manner is perfectly natural; besides, I know him to be incapable of infamy." "It does indeed rest upon a mistake," came the thin, biting voice of... | end of me. That a lady, that a young lady engaged to my most valued subordinate that she an English girl fresh from England that I should have lived" Involved in his own emotions, he broke down. What he had said was both dignified and pathetic, but had it anything to do with Aziz? Nothing at all, if Fielding was right.... | A Passage To India |
he said, | No speaker | you until you get bail,"<|quote|>he said,</|quote|>"but no doubt your friends | reassuring. "I have to detain you until you get bail,"<|quote|>he said,</|quote|>"but no doubt your friends will be applying for it, | a somewhat unhappy marriage, had evolved a complete philosophy of life. There was much of the cynic about him, but nothing of the bully; he never lost his temper or grew rough, and he received Aziz with courtesy, was almost reassuring. "I have to detain you until you get bail,"<|quote|>he said,</|quote|>"but no doubt y... | he said to himself: "I know what you're like at last; you shall pay for this, you shall squeal." CHAPTER XVIII Mr. McBryde, the District Superintendent of Police, was the most reflective and best educated of the Chandrapore officials. He had read and thought a good deal, and, owing to a somewhat unhappy marriage, had e... | of the angry English. Mohammed Latif made no attempt to resist him. Hassan flung off his turban, and wept. All the comforts that had been provided so liberally were rolled about and wasted in the sun. The Collector took in the situation at a glance, and his sense of justice functioned though he was insane with rage. He... | always infrequent." "I shall certainly come, sir, and I am most grateful to you for all the trouble you have taken over me. May I venture to ask where Miss Quested is." He replied with a gesture; she was ill. "Worse and worse, appalling," he said feelingly. But the Collector looked at him sternly, because he was keepin... | the two ladies, but the charge they are bringing against Aziz rests upon some mistake, and five minutes will clear it up. The man's manner is perfectly natural; besides, I know him to be incapable of infamy." "It does indeed rest upon a mistake," came the thin, biting voice of the other. "It does indeed. I have had twe... | I am most grateful to you for all the trouble you have taken over me. May I venture to ask where Miss Quested is." He replied with a gesture; she was ill. "Worse and worse, appalling," he said feelingly. But the Collector looked at him sternly, because he was keeping his head. He had not gone mad at the phrase "an Engl... | A Passage To India |
"but no doubt your friends will be applying for it, and of course they will be allowed to visit you, under regulations. I am given certain information, and have to act on it I'm not your judge." | Mr. Mcbryde | you get bail," he said,<|quote|>"but no doubt your friends will be applying for it, and of course they will be allowed to visit you, under regulations. I am given certain information, and have to act on it I'm not your judge."</|quote|>Aziz was led off weeping. | have to detain you until you get bail," he said,<|quote|>"but no doubt your friends will be applying for it, and of course they will be allowed to visit you, under regulations. I am given certain information, and have to act on it I'm not your judge."</|quote|>Aziz was led off weeping. Mr. McBryde was shocked at | unhappy marriage, had evolved a complete philosophy of life. There was much of the cynic about him, but nothing of the bully; he never lost his temper or grew rough, and he received Aziz with courtesy, was almost reassuring. "I have to detain you until you get bail," he said,<|quote|>"but no doubt your friends will be ... | to himself: "I know what you're like at last; you shall pay for this, you shall squeal." CHAPTER XVIII Mr. McBryde, the District Superintendent of Police, was the most reflective and best educated of the Chandrapore officials. He had read and thought a good deal, and, owing to a somewhat unhappy marriage, had evolved a... | angry English. Mohammed Latif made no attempt to resist him. Hassan flung off his turban, and wept. All the comforts that had been provided so liberally were rolled about and wasted in the sun. The Collector took in the situation at a glance, and his sense of justice functioned though he was insane with rage. He spoke ... | "I shall certainly come, sir, and I am most grateful to you for all the trouble you have taken over me. May I venture to ask where Miss Quested is." He replied with a gesture; she was ill. "Worse and worse, appalling," he said feelingly. But the Collector looked at him sternly, because he was keeping his head. He had n... | ladies, but the charge they are bringing against Aziz rests upon some mistake, and five minutes will clear it up. The man's manner is perfectly natural; besides, I know him to be incapable of infamy." "It does indeed rest upon a mistake," came the thin, biting voice of the other. "It does indeed. I have had twenty-five... | he broke down. What he had said was both dignified and pathetic, but had it anything to do with Aziz? Nothing at all, if Fielding was right. It is impossible to regard a tragedy from two points of view, and whereas Turton had decided to avenge the girl, he hoped to save the man. He wanted to get away and talk to McBryd... | A Passage To India |
Aziz was led off weeping. Mr. McBryde was shocked at his downfall, but no Indian ever surprised him, because he had a theory about climatic zones. The theory ran: "All unfortunate natives are criminals at heart, for the simple reason that they live south of latitude 30. They are not to blame, they have not a dog's chan... | No speaker | it I'm not your judge."<|quote|>Aziz was led off weeping. Mr. McBryde was shocked at his downfall, but no Indian ever surprised him, because he had a theory about climatic zones. The theory ran: "All unfortunate natives are criminals at heart, for the simple reason that they live south of latitude 30. They are not to b... | and have to act on it I'm not your judge."<|quote|>Aziz was led off weeping. Mr. McBryde was shocked at his downfall, but no Indian ever surprised him, because he had a theory about climatic zones. The theory ran: "All unfortunate natives are criminals at heart, for the simple reason that they live south of latitude 30... | almost reassuring. "I have to detain you until you get bail," he said, "but no doubt your friends will be applying for it, and of course they will be allowed to visit you, under regulations. I am given certain information, and have to act on it I'm not your judge."<|quote|>Aziz was led off weeping. Mr. McBryde was shoc... | He had read and thought a good deal, and, owing to a somewhat unhappy marriage, had evolved a complete philosophy of life. There was much of the cynic about him, but nothing of the bully; he never lost his temper or grew rough, and he received Aziz with courtesy, was almost reassuring. "I have to detain you until you g... | in the situation at a glance, and his sense of justice functioned though he was insane with rage. He spoke the necessary word, and the looting stopped. Then he drove off to his bungalow and gave rein to his passions again. When he saw the coolies asleep in the ditches or the shopkeepers rising to salute him on their li... | ill. "Worse and worse, appalling," he said feelingly. But the Collector looked at him sternly, because he was keeping his head. He had not gone mad at the phrase "an English girl fresh from England," he had not rallied to the banner of race. He was still after facts, though the herd had decided on emotion. Nothing enra... | indeed rest upon a mistake," came the thin, biting voice of the other. "It does indeed. I have had twenty-five years' experience of this country" he paused, and "twenty-five years" seemed to fill the waiting-room with their staleness and ungenerosity "and during those twenty-five years I have never known anything but d... | it as the most friendly thing I could do. I meant to tell you that there will be an informal meeting at the club this evening to discuss the situation, but I am doubtful whether you will care to come. Your visits there are always infrequent." "I shall certainly come, sir, and I am most grateful to you for all the troub... | A Passage To India |
"Another of them found out," | Mr. Mcbryde | with a sad, quiet smile.<|quote|>"Another of them found out,"</|quote|>he thought, as he set | would sometimes admit as much with a sad, quiet smile.<|quote|>"Another of them found out,"</|quote|>he thought, as he set to work to draft his | the simple reason that they live south of latitude 30. They are not to blame, they have not a dog's chance we should be like them if we settled here." Born at Karachi, he seemed to contradict his theory, and would sometimes admit as much with a sad, quiet smile.<|quote|>"Another of them found out,"</|quote|>he thought,... | given certain information, and have to act on it I'm not your judge." Aziz was led off weeping. Mr. McBryde was shocked at his downfall, but no Indian ever surprised him, because he had a theory about climatic zones. The theory ran: "All unfortunate natives are criminals at heart, for the simple reason that they live s... | of Police, was the most reflective and best educated of the Chandrapore officials. He had read and thought a good deal, and, owing to a somewhat unhappy marriage, had evolved a complete philosophy of life. There was much of the cynic about him, but nothing of the bully; he never lost his temper or grew rough, and he re... | their normal personalities and sinking themselves in their community. Pity, wrath, heroism, filled them, but the power of putting two and two together was annihilated. Terminating the interview, the Collector walked on to the platform. The confusion there was revolting. A chuprassi of Ronny's had been told to bring up ... | Chandrapore for six years, and if everything has gone smoothly, if there has been mutual respect and esteem, it is because both peoples kept to this simple rule. New-comers set our traditions aside, and in an instant what you see happens, the work of years is undone and the good name of my District ruined for a generat... | in the situation at a glance, and his sense of justice functioned though he was insane with rage. He spoke the necessary word, and the looting stopped. Then he drove off to his bungalow and gave rein to his passions again. When he saw the coolies asleep in the ditches or the shopkeepers rising to salute him on their li... | A Passage To India |
he thought, as he set to work to draft his statement to the Magistrate. He was interrupted by the arrival of Fielding. He imparted all he knew without reservations. Miss Derek had herself driven in the Mudkul car about an hour ago, she and Miss Quested both in a terrible state. They had gone straight to his bungalow wh... | No speaker | "Another of them found out,"<|quote|>he thought, as he set to work to draft his statement to the Magistrate. He was interrupted by the arrival of Fielding. He imparted all he knew without reservations. Miss Derek had herself driven in the Mudkul car about an hour ago, she and Miss Quested both in a terrible state. They... | with a sad, quiet smile. "Another of them found out,"<|quote|>he thought, as he set to work to draft his statement to the Magistrate. He was interrupted by the arrival of Fielding. He imparted all he knew without reservations. Miss Derek had herself driven in the Mudkul car about an hour ago, she and Miss Quested both ... | live south of latitude 30. They are not to blame, they have not a dog's chance we should be like them if we settled here." Born at Karachi, he seemed to contradict his theory, and would sometimes admit as much with a sad, quiet smile. "Another of them found out,"<|quote|>he thought, as he set to work to draft his state... | to act on it I'm not your judge." Aziz was led off weeping. Mr. McBryde was shocked at his downfall, but no Indian ever surprised him, because he had a theory about climatic zones. The theory ran: "All unfortunate natives are criminals at heart, for the simple reason that they live south of latitude 30. They are not to... | reflective and best educated of the Chandrapore officials. He had read and thought a good deal, and, owing to a somewhat unhappy marriage, had evolved a complete philosophy of life. There was much of the cynic about him, but nothing of the bully; he never lost his temper or grew rough, and he received Aziz with courtes... | themselves in their community. Pity, wrath, heroism, filled them, but the power of putting two and two together was annihilated. Terminating the interview, the Collector walked on to the platform. The confusion there was revolting. A chuprassi of Ronny's had been told to bring up some trifles belonging to the ladies, a... | if everything has gone smoothly, if there has been mutual respect and esteem, it is because both peoples kept to this simple rule. New-comers set our traditions aside, and in an instant what you see happens, the work of years is undone and the good name of my District ruined for a generation. I I can't see the end of t... | passions again. When he saw the coolies asleep in the ditches or the shopkeepers rising to salute him on their little platforms, he said to himself: "I know what you're like at last; you shall pay for this, you shall squeal." CHAPTER XVIII Mr. McBryde, the District Superintendent of Police, was the most reflective and ... | A Passage To India |
"What is the charge, precisely?" | Cyril Fielding | arrest at the railway station.<|quote|>"What is the charge, precisely?"</|quote|>"That he followed her into | charge and arranged for the arrest at the railway station.<|quote|>"What is the charge, precisely?"</|quote|>"That he followed her into the cave and made insulting | herself driven in the Mudkul car about an hour ago, she and Miss Quested both in a terrible state. They had gone straight to his bungalow where he happened to be, and there and then he had taken down the charge and arranged for the arrest at the railway station.<|quote|>"What is the charge, precisely?"</|quote|>"That h... | his theory, and would sometimes admit as much with a sad, quiet smile. "Another of them found out," he thought, as he set to work to draft his statement to the Magistrate. He was interrupted by the arrival of Fielding. He imparted all he knew without reservations. Miss Derek had herself driven in the Mudkul car about a... | of course they will be allowed to visit you, under regulations. I am given certain information, and have to act on it I'm not your judge." Aziz was led off weeping. Mr. McBryde was shocked at his downfall, but no Indian ever surprised him, because he had a theory about climatic zones. The theory ran: "All unfortunate n... | flung off his turban, and wept. All the comforts that had been provided so liberally were rolled about and wasted in the sun. The Collector took in the situation at a glance, and his sense of justice functioned though he was insane with rage. He spoke the necessary word, and the looting stopped. Then he drove off to hi... | to see its beginning, I know that. It is the end of me. That a lady, that a young lady engaged to my most valued subordinate that she an English girl fresh from England that I should have lived" Involved in his own emotions, he broke down. What he had said was both dignified and pathetic, but had it anything to do with... | venture to ask where Miss Quested is." He replied with a gesture; she was ill. "Worse and worse, appalling," he said feelingly. But the Collector looked at him sternly, because he was keeping his head. He had not gone mad at the phrase "an English girl fresh from England," he had not rallied to the banner of race. He w... | A Passage To India |
"That he followed her into the cave and made insulting advances. She hit at him with her field-glasses; he pulled at them and the strap broke, and that is how she got away. When we searched him just now, they were in his pocket." | Mr. Mcbryde | "What is the charge, precisely?"<|quote|>"That he followed her into the cave and made insulting advances. She hit at him with her field-glasses; he pulled at them and the strap broke, and that is how she got away. When we searched him just now, they were in his pocket."</|quote|>"Oh no, oh no, no; | arrest at the railway station. "What is the charge, precisely?"<|quote|>"That he followed her into the cave and made insulting advances. She hit at him with her field-glasses; he pulled at them and the strap broke, and that is how she got away. When we searched him just now, they were in his pocket."</|quote|>"Oh no, o... | car about an hour ago, she and Miss Quested both in a terrible state. They had gone straight to his bungalow where he happened to be, and there and then he had taken down the charge and arranged for the arrest at the railway station. "What is the charge, precisely?"<|quote|>"That he followed her into the cave and made ... | admit as much with a sad, quiet smile. "Another of them found out," he thought, as he set to work to draft his statement to the Magistrate. He was interrupted by the arrival of Fielding. He imparted all he knew without reservations. Miss Derek had herself driven in the Mudkul car about an hour ago, she and Miss Quested... | allowed to visit you, under regulations. I am given certain information, and have to act on it I'm not your judge." Aziz was led off weeping. Mr. McBryde was shocked at his downfall, but no Indian ever surprised him, because he had a theory about climatic zones. The theory ran: "All unfortunate natives are criminals at... | wept. All the comforts that had been provided so liberally were rolled about and wasted in the sun. The Collector took in the situation at a glance, and his sense of justice functioned though he was insane with rage. He spoke the necessary word, and the looting stopped. Then he drove off to his bungalow and gave rein t... | know that. It is the end of me. That a lady, that a young lady engaged to my most valued subordinate that she an English girl fresh from England that I should have lived" Involved in his own emotions, he broke down. What he had said was both dignified and pathetic, but had it anything to do with Aziz? Nothing at all, i... | off his turban, and wept. All the comforts that had been provided so liberally were rolled about and wasted in the sun. The Collector took in the situation at a glance, and his sense of justice functioned though he was insane with rage. He spoke the necessary word, and the looting stopped. Then he drove off to his bung... | A Passage To India |
"Oh no, oh no, no; it'll be cleared up in five minutes," | Cyril Fielding | they were in his pocket."<|quote|>"Oh no, oh no, no; it'll be cleared up in five minutes,"</|quote|>he cried again. "Have a | we searched him just now, they were in his pocket."<|quote|>"Oh no, oh no, no; it'll be cleared up in five minutes,"</|quote|>he cried again. "Have a look at them." The strap | station. "What is the charge, precisely?" "That he followed her into the cave and made insulting advances. She hit at him with her field-glasses; he pulled at them and the strap broke, and that is how she got away. When we searched him just now, they were in his pocket."<|quote|>"Oh no, oh no, no; it'll be cleared up i... | had herself driven in the Mudkul car about an hour ago, she and Miss Quested both in a terrible state. They had gone straight to his bungalow where he happened to be, and there and then he had taken down the charge and arranged for the arrest at the railway station. "What is the charge, precisely?" "That he followed he... | about climatic zones. The theory ran: "All unfortunate natives are criminals at heart, for the simple reason that they live south of latitude 30. They are not to blame, they have not a dog's chance we should be like them if we settled here." Born at Karachi, he seemed to contradict his theory, and would sometimes admit... | and the looting stopped. Then he drove off to his bungalow and gave rein to his passions again. When he saw the coolies asleep in the ditches or the shopkeepers rising to salute him on their little platforms, he said to himself: "I know what you're like at last; you shall pay for this, you shall squeal." CHAPTER XVIII ... | had said was both dignified and pathetic, but had it anything to do with Aziz? Nothing at all, if Fielding was right. It is impossible to regard a tragedy from two points of view, and whereas Turton had decided to avenge the girl, he hoped to save the man. He wanted to get away and talk to McBryde, who had always been ... | had a theory about climatic zones. The theory ran: "All unfortunate natives are criminals at heart, for the simple reason that they live south of latitude 30. They are not to blame, they have not a dog's chance we should be like them if we settled here." Born at Karachi, he seemed to contradict his theory, and would so... | A Passage To India |
he cried again. | No speaker | cleared up in five minutes,"<|quote|>he cried again.</|quote|>"Have a look at them." | oh no, no; it'll be cleared up in five minutes,"<|quote|>he cried again.</|quote|>"Have a look at them." The strap had been newly | cave and made insulting advances. She hit at him with her field-glasses; he pulled at them and the strap broke, and that is how she got away. When we searched him just now, they were in his pocket." "Oh no, oh no, no; it'll be cleared up in five minutes,"<|quote|>he cried again.</|quote|>"Have a look at them." The stra... | and Miss Quested both in a terrible state. They had gone straight to his bungalow where he happened to be, and there and then he had taken down the charge and arranged for the arrest at the railway station. "What is the charge, precisely?" "That he followed her into the cave and made insulting advances. She hit at him ... | heart, for the simple reason that they live south of latitude 30. They are not to blame, they have not a dog's chance we should be like them if we settled here." Born at Karachi, he seemed to contradict his theory, and would sometimes admit as much with a sad, quiet smile. "Another of them found out," he thought, as he... | gave rein to his passions again. When he saw the coolies asleep in the ditches or the shopkeepers rising to salute him on their little platforms, he said to himself: "I know what you're like at last; you shall pay for this, you shall squeal." CHAPTER XVIII Mr. McBryde, the District Superintendent of Police, was the mos... | do with Aziz? Nothing at all, if Fielding was right. It is impossible to regard a tragedy from two points of view, and whereas Turton had decided to avenge the girl, he hoped to save the man. He wanted to get away and talk to McBryde, who had always been friendly to him, was on the whole sensible, and could, anyhow, be... | XVIII Mr. McBryde, the District Superintendent of Police, was the most reflective and best educated of the Chandrapore officials. He had read and thought a good deal, and, owing to a somewhat unhappy marriage, had evolved a complete philosophy of life. There was much of the cynic about him, but nothing of the bully; he... | A Passage To India |
"Have a look at them." | Mr. Mcbryde | five minutes," he cried again.<|quote|>"Have a look at them."</|quote|>The strap had been newly | it'll be cleared up in five minutes," he cried again.<|quote|>"Have a look at them."</|quote|>The strap had been newly broken, the eye-piece was jammed. | insulting advances. She hit at him with her field-glasses; he pulled at them and the strap broke, and that is how she got away. When we searched him just now, they were in his pocket." "Oh no, oh no, no; it'll be cleared up in five minutes," he cried again.<|quote|>"Have a look at them."</|quote|>The strap had been new... | both in a terrible state. They had gone straight to his bungalow where he happened to be, and there and then he had taken down the charge and arranged for the arrest at the railway station. "What is the charge, precisely?" "That he followed her into the cave and made insulting advances. She hit at him with her field-gl... | simple reason that they live south of latitude 30. They are not to blame, they have not a dog's chance we should be like them if we settled here." Born at Karachi, he seemed to contradict his theory, and would sometimes admit as much with a sad, quiet smile. "Another of them found out," he thought, as he set to work to... | his passions again. When he saw the coolies asleep in the ditches or the shopkeepers rising to salute him on their little platforms, he said to himself: "I know what you're like at last; you shall pay for this, you shall squeal." CHAPTER XVIII Mr. McBryde, the District Superintendent of Police, was the most reflective ... | Nothing at all, if Fielding was right. It is impossible to regard a tragedy from two points of view, and whereas Turton had decided to avenge the girl, he hoped to save the man. He wanted to get away and talk to McBryde, who had always been friendly to him, was on the whole sensible, and could, anyhow, be trusted to ke... | nothing of the bully; he never lost his temper or grew rough, and he received Aziz with courtesy, was almost reassuring. "I have to detain you until you get bail," he said, "but no doubt your friends will be applying for it, and of course they will be allowed to visit you, under regulations. I am given certain informat... | A Passage To India |
The strap had been newly broken, the eye-piece was jammed. The logic of evidence said "Guilty." | No speaker | "Have a look at them."<|quote|>The strap had been newly broken, the eye-piece was jammed. The logic of evidence said "Guilty."</|quote|>"Did she say any more?" | five minutes," he cried again. "Have a look at them."<|quote|>The strap had been newly broken, the eye-piece was jammed. The logic of evidence said "Guilty."</|quote|>"Did she say any more?" "There was an echo that | him with her field-glasses; he pulled at them and the strap broke, and that is how she got away. When we searched him just now, they were in his pocket." "Oh no, oh no, no; it'll be cleared up in five minutes," he cried again. "Have a look at them."<|quote|>The strap had been newly broken, the eye-piece was jammed. The... | They had gone straight to his bungalow where he happened to be, and there and then he had taken down the charge and arranged for the arrest at the railway station. "What is the charge, precisely?" "That he followed her into the cave and made insulting advances. She hit at him with her field-glasses; he pulled at them a... | south of latitude 30. They are not to blame, they have not a dog's chance we should be like them if we settled here." Born at Karachi, he seemed to contradict his theory, and would sometimes admit as much with a sad, quiet smile. "Another of them found out," he thought, as he set to work to draft his statement to the M... | saw the coolies asleep in the ditches or the shopkeepers rising to salute him on their little platforms, he said to himself: "I know what you're like at last; you shall pay for this, you shall squeal." CHAPTER XVIII Mr. McBryde, the District Superintendent of Police, was the most reflective and best educated of the Cha... | was right. It is impossible to regard a tragedy from two points of view, and whereas Turton had decided to avenge the girl, he hoped to save the man. He wanted to get away and talk to McBryde, who had always been friendly to him, was on the whole sensible, and could, anyhow, be trusted to keep cool. "I came down partic... | two and two together was annihilated. Terminating the interview, the Collector walked on to the platform. The confusion there was revolting. A chuprassi of Ronny's had been told to bring up some trifles belonging to the ladies, and was appropriating for himself various articles to which he had no right; he was a camp f... | A Passage To India |
"Did she say any more?" | Cyril Fielding | logic of evidence said "Guilty."<|quote|>"Did she say any more?"</|quote|>"There was an echo that | the eye-piece was jammed. The logic of evidence said "Guilty."<|quote|>"Did she say any more?"</|quote|>"There was an echo that appears to have frightened her. | she got away. When we searched him just now, they were in his pocket." "Oh no, oh no, no; it'll be cleared up in five minutes," he cried again. "Have a look at them." The strap had been newly broken, the eye-piece was jammed. The logic of evidence said "Guilty."<|quote|>"Did she say any more?"</|quote|>"There was an ec... | he had taken down the charge and arranged for the arrest at the railway station. "What is the charge, precisely?" "That he followed her into the cave and made insulting advances. She hit at him with her field-glasses; he pulled at them and the strap broke, and that is how she got away. When we searched him just now, th... | should be like them if we settled here." Born at Karachi, he seemed to contradict his theory, and would sometimes admit as much with a sad, quiet smile. "Another of them found out," he thought, as he set to work to draft his statement to the Magistrate. He was interrupted by the arrival of Fielding. He imparted all he ... | little platforms, he said to himself: "I know what you're like at last; you shall pay for this, you shall squeal." CHAPTER XVIII Mr. McBryde, the District Superintendent of Police, was the most reflective and best educated of the Chandrapore officials. He had read and thought a good deal, and, owing to a somewhat unhap... | Turton had decided to avenge the girl, he hoped to save the man. He wanted to get away and talk to McBryde, who had always been friendly to him, was on the whole sensible, and could, anyhow, be trusted to keep cool. "I came down particularly on your account while poor Heaslop got his mother away. I regarded it as the m... | squeal." CHAPTER XVIII Mr. McBryde, the District Superintendent of Police, was the most reflective and best educated of the Chandrapore officials. He had read and thought a good deal, and, owing to a somewhat unhappy marriage, had evolved a complete philosophy of life. There was much of the cynic about him, but nothing... | A Passage To India |
"There was an echo that appears to have frightened her. Did you go into those caves?" | Mr. Mcbryde | "Did she say any more?"<|quote|>"There was an echo that appears to have frightened her. Did you go into those caves?"</|quote|>"I saw one of them. | logic of evidence said "Guilty." "Did she say any more?"<|quote|>"There was an echo that appears to have frightened her. Did you go into those caves?"</|quote|>"I saw one of them. There was an echo. Did | searched him just now, they were in his pocket." "Oh no, oh no, no; it'll be cleared up in five minutes," he cried again. "Have a look at them." The strap had been newly broken, the eye-piece was jammed. The logic of evidence said "Guilty." "Did she say any more?"<|quote|>"There was an echo that appears to have frighte... | charge and arranged for the arrest at the railway station. "What is the charge, precisely?" "That he followed her into the cave and made insulting advances. She hit at him with her field-glasses; he pulled at them and the strap broke, and that is how she got away. When we searched him just now, they were in his pocket.... | we settled here." Born at Karachi, he seemed to contradict his theory, and would sometimes admit as much with a sad, quiet smile. "Another of them found out," he thought, as he set to work to draft his statement to the Magistrate. He was interrupted by the arrival of Fielding. He imparted all he knew without reservatio... | himself: "I know what you're like at last; you shall pay for this, you shall squeal." CHAPTER XVIII Mr. McBryde, the District Superintendent of Police, was the most reflective and best educated of the Chandrapore officials. He had read and thought a good deal, and, owing to a somewhat unhappy marriage, had evolved a co... | the girl, he hoped to save the man. He wanted to get away and talk to McBryde, who had always been friendly to him, was on the whole sensible, and could, anyhow, be trusted to keep cool. "I came down particularly on your account while poor Heaslop got his mother away. I regarded it as the most friendly thing I could do... | in the situation at a glance, and his sense of justice functioned though he was insane with rage. He spoke the necessary word, and the looting stopped. Then he drove off to his bungalow and gave rein to his passions again. When he saw the coolies asleep in the ditches or the shopkeepers rising to salute him on their li... | A Passage To India |
"I saw one of them. There was an echo. Did it get on her nerves?" | Cyril Fielding | you go into those caves?"<|quote|>"I saw one of them. There was an echo. Did it get on her nerves?"</|quote|>"I couldn't worry her overmuch | to have frightened her. Did you go into those caves?"<|quote|>"I saw one of them. There was an echo. Did it get on her nerves?"</|quote|>"I couldn't worry her overmuch with questions. She'll have plenty | cleared up in five minutes," he cried again. "Have a look at them." The strap had been newly broken, the eye-piece was jammed. The logic of evidence said "Guilty." "Did she say any more?" "There was an echo that appears to have frightened her. Did you go into those caves?"<|quote|>"I saw one of them. There was an echo.... | he followed her into the cave and made insulting advances. She hit at him with her field-glasses; he pulled at them and the strap broke, and that is how she got away. When we searched him just now, they were in his pocket." "Oh no, oh no, no; it'll be cleared up in five minutes," he cried again. "Have a look at them." ... | as much with a sad, quiet smile. "Another of them found out," he thought, as he set to work to draft his statement to the Magistrate. He was interrupted by the arrival of Fielding. He imparted all he knew without reservations. Miss Derek had herself driven in the Mudkul car about an hour ago, she and Miss Quested both ... | CHAPTER XVIII Mr. McBryde, the District Superintendent of Police, was the most reflective and best educated of the Chandrapore officials. He had read and thought a good deal, and, owing to a somewhat unhappy marriage, had evolved a complete philosophy of life. There was much of the cynic about him, but nothing of the b... | McBryde, who had always been friendly to him, was on the whole sensible, and could, anyhow, be trusted to keep cool. "I came down particularly on your account while poor Heaslop got his mother away. I regarded it as the most friendly thing I could do. I meant to tell you that there will be an informal meeting at the cl... | personalities and sinking themselves in their community. Pity, wrath, heroism, filled them, but the power of putting two and two together was annihilated. Terminating the interview, the Collector walked on to the platform. The confusion there was revolting. A chuprassi of Ronny's had been told to bring up some trifles ... | A Passage To India |
"I couldn't worry her overmuch with questions. She'll have plenty to go through in the witness-box. They don't bear thinking about, these next weeks. I wish the Marabar Hills and all they contain were at the bottom of the sea. Evening after evening one saw them from the club, and they were just a harmless name. . . . Y... | Mr. Mcbryde | it get on her nerves?"<|quote|>"I couldn't worry her overmuch with questions. She'll have plenty to go through in the witness-box. They don't bear thinking about, these next weeks. I wish the Marabar Hills and all they contain were at the bottom of the sea. Evening after evening one saw them from the club, and they wer... | There was an echo. Did it get on her nerves?"<|quote|>"I couldn't worry her overmuch with questions. She'll have plenty to go through in the witness-box. They don't bear thinking about, these next weeks. I wish the Marabar Hills and all they contain were at the bottom of the sea. Evening after evening one saw them from... | had been newly broken, the eye-piece was jammed. The logic of evidence said "Guilty." "Did she say any more?" "There was an echo that appears to have frightened her. Did you go into those caves?" "I saw one of them. There was an echo. Did it get on her nerves?"<|quote|>"I couldn't worry her overmuch with questions. She... | her field-glasses; he pulled at them and the strap broke, and that is how she got away. When we searched him just now, they were in his pocket." "Oh no, oh no, no; it'll be cleared up in five minutes," he cried again. "Have a look at them." The strap had been newly broken, the eye-piece was jammed. The logic of evidenc... | he set to work to draft his statement to the Magistrate. He was interrupted by the arrival of Fielding. He imparted all he knew without reservations. Miss Derek had herself driven in the Mudkul car about an hour ago, she and Miss Quested both in a terrible state. They had gone straight to his bungalow where he happened... | educated of the Chandrapore officials. He had read and thought a good deal, and, owing to a somewhat unhappy marriage, had evolved a complete philosophy of life. There was much of the cynic about him, but nothing of the bully; he never lost his temper or grew rough, and he received Aziz with courtesy, was almost reassu... | anyhow, be trusted to keep cool. "I came down particularly on your account while poor Heaslop got his mother away. I regarded it as the most friendly thing I could do. I meant to tell you that there will be an informal meeting at the club this evening to discuss the situation, but I am doubtful whether you will care to... | of the bully; he never lost his temper or grew rough, and he received Aziz with courtesy, was almost reassuring. "I have to detain you until you get bail," he said, "but no doubt your friends will be applying for it, and of course they will be allowed to visit you, under regulations. I am given certain information, and... | A Passage To India |
For a visiting card was brought; Vakil Mahmoud Ali, legal adviser to the prisoner, asked to be allowed to see him. McBryde sighed, gave permission, and continued: | No speaker | . Yes, we start already."<|quote|>For a visiting card was brought; Vakil Mahmoud Ali, legal adviser to the prisoner, asked to be allowed to see him. McBryde sighed, gave permission, and continued:</|quote|>"I heard some more from | a harmless name. . . . Yes, we start already."<|quote|>For a visiting card was brought; Vakil Mahmoud Ali, legal adviser to the prisoner, asked to be allowed to see him. McBryde sighed, gave permission, and continued:</|quote|>"I heard some more from Miss Derek she is an | in the witness-box. They don't bear thinking about, these next weeks. I wish the Marabar Hills and all they contain were at the bottom of the sea. Evening after evening one saw them from the club, and they were just a harmless name. . . . Yes, we start already."<|quote|>For a visiting card was brought; Vakil Mahmoud Al... | "Guilty." "Did she say any more?" "There was an echo that appears to have frightened her. Did you go into those caves?" "I saw one of them. There was an echo. Did it get on her nerves?" "I couldn't worry her overmuch with questions. She'll have plenty to go through in the witness-box. They don't bear thinking about, th... | then he had taken down the charge and arranged for the arrest at the railway station. "What is the charge, precisely?" "That he followed her into the cave and made insulting advances. She hit at him with her field-glasses; he pulled at them and the strap broke, and that is how she got away. When we searched him just no... | you get bail," he said, "but no doubt your friends will be applying for it, and of course they will be allowed to visit you, under regulations. I am given certain information, and have to act on it I'm not your judge." Aziz was led off weeping. Mr. McBryde was shocked at his downfall, but no Indian ever surprised him, ... | visits there are always infrequent." "I shall certainly come, sir, and I am most grateful to you for all the trouble you have taken over me. May I venture to ask where Miss Quested is." He replied with a gesture; she was ill. "Worse and worse, appalling," he said feelingly. But the Collector looked at him sternly, beca... | both in a terrible state. They had gone straight to his bungalow where he happened to be, and there and then he had taken down the charge and arranged for the arrest at the railway station. "What is the charge, precisely?" "That he followed her into the cave and made insulting advances. She hit at him with her field-gl... | A Passage To India |
"I heard some more from Miss Derek she is an old friend of us both and talks freely; well her account is that you went off to locate the camp, and almost at once she heard stones falling on the Kawa Dol and saw Miss Quested running straight down the face of a precipice. Well. She climbed up a sort of gully to her, and ... | Mr. Mcbryde | sighed, gave permission, and continued:<|quote|>"I heard some more from Miss Derek she is an old friend of us both and talks freely; well her account is that you went off to locate the camp, and almost at once she heard stones falling on the Kawa Dol and saw Miss Quested running straight down the face of a precipice. W... | allowed to see him. McBryde sighed, gave permission, and continued:<|quote|>"I heard some more from Miss Derek she is an old friend of us both and talks freely; well her account is that you went off to locate the camp, and almost at once she heard stones falling on the Kawa Dol and saw Miss Quested running straight dow... | Evening after evening one saw them from the club, and they were just a harmless name. . . . Yes, we start already." For a visiting card was brought; Vakil Mahmoud Ali, legal adviser to the prisoner, asked to be allowed to see him. McBryde sighed, gave permission, and continued:<|quote|>"I heard some more from Miss Dere... | There was an echo. Did it get on her nerves?" "I couldn't worry her overmuch with questions. She'll have plenty to go through in the witness-box. They don't bear thinking about, these next weeks. I wish the Marabar Hills and all they contain were at the bottom of the sea. Evening after evening one saw them from the clu... | cave and made insulting advances. She hit at him with her field-glasses; he pulled at them and the strap broke, and that is how she got away. When we searched him just now, they were in his pocket." "Oh no, oh no, no; it'll be cleared up in five minutes," he cried again. "Have a look at them." The strap had been newly ... | I am given certain information, and have to act on it I'm not your judge." Aziz was led off weeping. Mr. McBryde was shocked at his downfall, but no Indian ever surprised him, because he had a theory about climatic zones. The theory ran: "All unfortunate natives are criminals at heart, for the simple reason that they l... | I venture to ask where Miss Quested is." He replied with a gesture; she was ill. "Worse and worse, appalling," he said feelingly. But the Collector looked at him sternly, because he was keeping his head. He had not gone mad at the phrase "an English girl fresh from England," he had not rallied to the banner of race. He... | so liberally were rolled about and wasted in the sun. The Collector took in the situation at a glance, and his sense of justice functioned though he was insane with rage. He spoke the necessary word, and the looting stopped. Then he drove off to his bungalow and gave rein to his passions again. When he saw the coolies ... | A Passage To India |
"Was a guide not with her?" | Cyril Fielding | done for her helmet off"<|quote|>"Was a guide not with her?"</|quote|>interrupted Fielding. "No. She had | her, and found her practically done for her helmet off"<|quote|>"Was a guide not with her?"</|quote|>interrupted Fielding. "No. She had got among some cactuses. Miss | you went off to locate the camp, and almost at once she heard stones falling on the Kawa Dol and saw Miss Quested running straight down the face of a precipice. Well. She climbed up a sort of gully to her, and found her practically done for her helmet off"<|quote|>"Was a guide not with her?"</|quote|>interrupted Fieldi... | For a visiting card was brought; Vakil Mahmoud Ali, legal adviser to the prisoner, asked to be allowed to see him. McBryde sighed, gave permission, and continued: "I heard some more from Miss Derek she is an old friend of us both and talks freely; well her account is that you went off to locate the camp, and almost at ... | "Guilty." "Did she say any more?" "There was an echo that appears to have frightened her. Did you go into those caves?" "I saw one of them. There was an echo. Did it get on her nerves?" "I couldn't worry her overmuch with questions. She'll have plenty to go through in the witness-box. They don't bear thinking about, th... | we should be like them if we settled here." Born at Karachi, he seemed to contradict his theory, and would sometimes admit as much with a sad, quiet smile. "Another of them found out," he thought, as he set to work to draft his statement to the Magistrate. He was interrupted by the arrival of Fielding. He imparted all ... | Anglo-India more than the lantern of reason if it is exhibited for one moment after its extinction is decreed. All over Chandrapore that day the Europeans were putting aside their normal personalities and sinking themselves in their community. Pity, wrath, heroism, filled them, but the power of putting two and two toge... | applying for it, and of course they will be allowed to visit you, under regulations. I am given certain information, and have to act on it I'm not your judge." Aziz was led off weeping. Mr. McBryde was shocked at his downfall, but no Indian ever surprised him, because he had a theory about climatic zones. The theory ra... | A Passage To India |
interrupted Fielding. | No speaker | a guide not with her?"<|quote|>interrupted Fielding.</|quote|>"No. She had got among | for her helmet off" "Was a guide not with her?"<|quote|>interrupted Fielding.</|quote|>"No. She had got among some cactuses. Miss Derek saved | camp, and almost at once she heard stones falling on the Kawa Dol and saw Miss Quested running straight down the face of a precipice. Well. She climbed up a sort of gully to her, and found her practically done for her helmet off" "Was a guide not with her?"<|quote|>interrupted Fielding.</|quote|>"No. She had got among ... | Vakil Mahmoud Ali, legal adviser to the prisoner, asked to be allowed to see him. McBryde sighed, gave permission, and continued: "I heard some more from Miss Derek she is an old friend of us both and talks freely; well her account is that you went off to locate the camp, and almost at once she heard stones falling on ... | "There was an echo that appears to have frightened her. Did you go into those caves?" "I saw one of them. There was an echo. Did it get on her nerves?" "I couldn't worry her overmuch with questions. She'll have plenty to go through in the witness-box. They don't bear thinking about, these next weeks. I wish the Marabar... | we settled here." Born at Karachi, he seemed to contradict his theory, and would sometimes admit as much with a sad, quiet smile. "Another of them found out," he thought, as he set to work to draft his statement to the Magistrate. He was interrupted by the arrival of Fielding. He imparted all he knew without reservatio... | reason if it is exhibited for one moment after its extinction is decreed. All over Chandrapore that day the Europeans were putting aside their normal personalities and sinking themselves in their community. Pity, wrath, heroism, filled them, but the power of putting two and two together was annihilated. Terminating the... | he set to work to draft his statement to the Magistrate. He was interrupted by the arrival of Fielding. He imparted all he knew without reservations. Miss Derek had herself driven in the Mudkul car about an hour ago, she and Miss Quested both in a terrible state. They had gone straight to his bungalow where he happened... | A Passage To India |
"No. She had got among some cactuses. Miss Derek saved her life coming just then she was beginning to fling herself about. She helped her down to the car. Miss Quested couldn't stand the Indian driver, cried," | Mr. Mcbryde | not with her?" interrupted Fielding.<|quote|>"No. She had got among some cactuses. Miss Derek saved her life coming just then she was beginning to fling herself about. She helped her down to the car. Miss Quested couldn't stand the Indian driver, cried,"</|quote|>Keep him away' "and it | helmet off" "Was a guide not with her?" interrupted Fielding.<|quote|>"No. She had got among some cactuses. Miss Derek saved her life coming just then she was beginning to fling herself about. She helped her down to the car. Miss Quested couldn't stand the Indian driver, cried,"</|quote|>Keep him away' "and it was that... | almost at once she heard stones falling on the Kawa Dol and saw Miss Quested running straight down the face of a precipice. Well. She climbed up a sort of gully to her, and found her practically done for her helmet off" "Was a guide not with her?" interrupted Fielding.<|quote|>"No. She had got among some cactuses. Miss... | Ali, legal adviser to the prisoner, asked to be allowed to see him. McBryde sighed, gave permission, and continued: "I heard some more from Miss Derek she is an old friend of us both and talks freely; well her account is that you went off to locate the camp, and almost at once she heard stones falling on the Kawa Dol a... | an echo that appears to have frightened her. Did you go into those caves?" "I saw one of them. There was an echo. Did it get on her nerves?" "I couldn't worry her overmuch with questions. She'll have plenty to go through in the witness-box. They don't bear thinking about, these next weeks. I wish the Marabar Hills and ... | here." Born at Karachi, he seemed to contradict his theory, and would sometimes admit as much with a sad, quiet smile. "Another of them found out," he thought, as he set to work to draft his statement to the Magistrate. He was interrupted by the arrival of Fielding. He imparted all he knew without reservations. Miss De... | it is exhibited for one moment after its extinction is decreed. All over Chandrapore that day the Europeans were putting aside their normal personalities and sinking themselves in their community. Pity, wrath, heroism, filled them, but the power of putting two and two together was annihilated. Terminating the interview... | car about an hour ago, she and Miss Quested both in a terrible state. They had gone straight to his bungalow where he happened to be, and there and then he had taken down the charge and arranged for the arrest at the railway station. "What is the charge, precisely?" "That he followed her into the cave and made insultin... | A Passage To India |
Keep him away' | No speaker | stand the Indian driver, cried,"<|quote|>Keep him away'</|quote|>"and it was that that | the car. Miss Quested couldn't stand the Indian driver, cried,"<|quote|>Keep him away'</|quote|>"and it was that that put our friend on the | done for her helmet off" "Was a guide not with her?" interrupted Fielding. "No. She had got among some cactuses. Miss Derek saved her life coming just then she was beginning to fling herself about. She helped her down to the car. Miss Quested couldn't stand the Indian driver, cried,"<|quote|>Keep him away'</|quote|>"an... | well her account is that you went off to locate the camp, and almost at once she heard stones falling on the Kawa Dol and saw Miss Quested running straight down the face of a precipice. Well. She climbed up a sort of gully to her, and found her practically done for her helmet off" "Was a guide not with her?" interrupte... | have plenty to go through in the witness-box. They don't bear thinking about, these next weeks. I wish the Marabar Hills and all they contain were at the bottom of the sea. Evening after evening one saw them from the club, and they were just a harmless name. . . . Yes, we start already." For a visiting card was brought... | to the Magistrate. He was interrupted by the arrival of Fielding. He imparted all he knew without reservations. Miss Derek had herself driven in the Mudkul car about an hour ago, she and Miss Quested both in a terrible state. They had gone straight to his bungalow where he happened to be, and there and then he had take... | power of putting two and two together was annihilated. Terminating the interview, the Collector walked on to the platform. The confusion there was revolting. A chuprassi of Ronny's had been told to bring up some trifles belonging to the ladies, and was appropriating for himself various articles to which he had no right... | much of the cynic about him, but nothing of the bully; he never lost his temper or grew rough, and he received Aziz with courtesy, was almost reassuring. "I have to detain you until you get bail," he said, "but no doubt your friends will be applying for it, and of course they will be allowed to visit you, under regulat... | A Passage To India |
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