看得见风景的房间 A Room With A View - Part 03

'She stopped and leant her elbows against the parapet of the embankment. He did likewise. There is at times a magic in identity of position; it is one of the things that have suggested to us eternal comradeship.'

There were a few streaks of bluish-green among the clouds, a few patches of watery light upon the earth, and then the dripping façade of San Miniato shone brilliantly in the declining sun.

Evening approached while they chatted; the air became brighter, the colours on the trees and hills were purified, and the Arno lost its muddy solidity and began to twinkle.

Miss Alan was always thus being charitable against her better judgment. A delicate pathos perfumed her disconnected remarks, giving them unexpected beauty just as in the decaying autumn woods there sometimes rise odours reminiscent of spring.

"If Miss Honeychurch ever takes to live as she plays, it will be very exciting-both for us and for her." Lucy at once re-entered daily life. "Oh, what a funny thing! Some one said just the same to mother, and she said she trusted I should never live a duet."