Howards End by E. M. Forster CHAPTER 1 One may as well begin with Helen's letters to her sister. HOWARDS END, TUESDAY. Dearest Meg, It isn't going to be what we expected. It is old and...
Howards End by E. M. Forster CHAPTER 8 The friendship between Margaret and Mrs. Wilcox, which was to develop so--quickly and with such strange results, may perhaps have had its beginnings at Speyer,...
Howards End by E. M. Forster CHAPTER 18 As they were seated at Aunt Juley's breakfast-table at The Bays, parrying her excessive hospitality and enjoying the view of the bay, a letter came for...
Howards End by E. M. Forster CHAPTER 33 The day of her visit was exquisite, and the last of unclouded happiness that she was to have for many months. Her anxiety about Helen's extraordinary...
Howards End by E. M. Forster CHAPTER 30 Tibby was now approaching his last year at Oxford. He had moved out of college, and was contemplating the Universe, or such portions of it as concerned him,...
Howards End by E. M. Forster CHAPTER 39 Charles and Tibby met at Ducie Street, where the latter was staying. Their interview was short and absurd. They had nothing in common but the English language,...
Howards End by E. M. Forster CHAPTER 4 Helen and her aunt returned to Wickham Place in a state of collapse, and for a little time Margaret had three invalids on her hands. Mrs. Munt soon recovered....
Howards End by E. M. Forster CHAPTER 5 It will be generally admitted that Beethoven's Fifth Symphony is the most sublime noise that has ever penetrated into the ear of man. All sorts and...
Howards End by E. M. Forster CHAPTER 11 The funeral was over. The carriages rolled away through the soft mud, and only the poor remained. They approached to the newly-dug shaft and looked their last...
Howards End by E. M. Forster CHAPTER 14 The mystery, like so many mysteries, was explained. Next day, just as they were dressed to go out to dinner, a Mr. Bast called. He was a clerk in the employment...