A Room with a View

Chapter Xviii

Lying To Mr. Beebe, Mrs. Honeychurch, Freddy, And The


Windy Corner lay, not on the summit of the ridge, but a few hundred feet down the southern slope, at the springing of one of the great buttresses that supported the hill. On either side of it was a shallow ravine, filled with ferns and pine-trees, and down the ravine on the left ran the highway into the Weald.

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