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Description Comments Ungluers 1 More True and Complete Edition: A wonderful story of questioning, disillusionment, and conversion. It tells the story of a prim English family's encounter with the foreign land of Italy. When attractive, impulsive English widow Lilia marries Gino, a dashing and highly unsuitable Italian 12 years her junior, her snobbish former in-laws make no attempt to hide their disapproval.

But their expedition to face the uncouth foreigner takes an unexpected turn when they return to Italy under tragic circumstances intending to rescue Lilia and Gino's baby. Forster displays his finely honed talent for using the tragi-comic incident to comment on human existence.

Where Angels Fear To Tread is much more than a comedy of manners - it demonstrates how a clash of cultural sensibilities can quickly turn from comedy to tragedy.

This is a classic to come and read again and again. A superb book that you will remember long after you read it. Making your own discovery of Angels is part of the attraction.

Why read this book? Have your say. Rights Information Are you the author or publisher of this work? If so, you can claim it as yours by registering as an Unglue. Downloads This work has been downloaded times via unglue. Edward Morgan Forster, Publisher: Vintage Published: Where Angels Fear to Tread Contributors: During one of her rare Yorkshire visits trouble began again. Lilia confided to a friend that she liked a Mr.

Kingcroft extremely, but that she was not exactly engaged to him. The news came round to Mrs. Herriton, who at once wrote, begging for information, and pointing out that Lilia must either be engaged or not, since no intermediate state existed. It was a good letter, and flurried Lilia extremely. She left Mr. Kingcroft without even the pressure of a rescue-party. She cried a great deal on her return to Sawston, and said she was very sorry. Herriton took the opportunity of speaking more seriously about the duties of widowhood and motherhood than she had ever done before.

But somehow things never went easily after. Lilia would not settle down in her place among Sawston matrons. She was a bad housekeeper, always in the throes of some domestic crisis, which Mrs. Herriton, who kept her servants for years, had to step across and adjust.

She let Irma stop away from school for insufficient reasons, and she allowed her to wear rings. She learnt to bicycle, for the purpose of waking the place up, and coasted down the High Street one Sunday evening, falling off at the turn by the church. If she had not been a relative, it would have been entertaining. But even Philip, who in theory loved outraging English conventions, rose to the occasion, and gave her a talking which she remembered to her dying day.

It was just then, too, that they discovered that she still allowed Mr. Kingcroft to write to her "as a gentleman friend," and to send presents to Irma.

Philip thought of Italy, and the situation was saved. Caroline, charming, sober, Caroline Abbott, who lived two turnings away, was seeking a companion for a year's travel. Lilia gave up her house, sold half her furniture, left the other half and Irma with Mrs.

Herriton, and had now departed, amid universal approval, for a change of scene. She wrote to them frequently during the winter--more frequently than she wrote to her mother. Her letters were always prosperous.

Florence she found perfectly sweet, Naples a dream, but very whiffy. In Rome one had simply to sit still and feel. Philip, however, declared that she was improving. He was particularly gratified when in the early spring she began to visit the smaller towns that he had recommended. Looking out of a Gothic window every morning, it seems impossible that the middle ages have passed away.

They were to vote for colours that afternoon--yellow and white or yellow and green. What did her grandmother think?

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Of course Mrs. Herriton had an opinion, which she sedately expounded, in spite of Harriet, who said that colours were unnecessary for children, and of Philip, who said that they were ugly. She was getting proud of Irma, who had certainly greatly improved, and could no longer be called that most appalling of things--a vulgar child.

She was anxious to form her before her mother returned.

So she had no objection to the leisurely movements of the travellers, and even suggested that they should overstay their year if it suited them. Lilia's next letter was also from Monteriano, and Philip grew quite enthusiastic. I shouldn't have done as much myself. They must be really keen, for the hotel's none too comfortable.

And there is no church there, I suppose. James's, a small depressing edifice much patronized by his sister. She always resented any slight on it, and Mrs. Herriton had to intervene. Listen to Lilia's letter. It is not only so quaint, but one sees the Italians unspoiled in all their simplicity and charm here.

The frescoes are wonderful. Caroline, who grows sweeter every day, is very busy sketching. She was curiously virulent about Italy, which she had never visited, her only experience of the Continent being an occasional six weeks in the Protestant parts of Switzerland.

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His mother laughed, and told him not to be naughty; and the appearance of Irma, just off to school, prevented further discussion. Not only in Tracts is a child a peacemaker. I'll give you the pleasure of my company. Irma was gratified; but conversation flagged, for Philip had not the art of talking to the young. Herriton sat a little longer at the breakfast table, re-reading Lilia's letter. Then she helped the cook to clear, ordered dinner, and started the housemaid turning out the drawing-room, Tuesday being its day.

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The weather was lovely, and she thought she would do a little gardening, as it was quite early. She called Harriet, who had recovered from the insult to St. James's, and together they went to the kitchen garden and began to sow some early vegetables.

Herriton, who had the gift of making work a treat. She and her elderly daughter always got on very well, though they had not a great deal in common.

Harriet's education had been almost too successful. As Philip once said, she had "bolted all the cardinal virtues and couldn't digest them. Harriet, if she had been allowed, would have driven Lilia to an open rupture, and, what was worse, she would have done the same to Philip two years before, when he returned full of passion for Italy, and ridiculing Sawston and its ways. People won't like it. We have our reputation. A house divided against itself cannot stand.

Herriton replied in the memorable words, "Let Philip say what he likes, and he will let us do what we like. They sowed the duller vegetables first, and a pleasant feeling of righteous fatigue stole over them as they addressed themselves to the peas. Harriet stretched a string to guide the row straight, and Mrs. Herriton scratched a furrow with a pointed stick. At the end of it she looked at her watch. The second post's in. Run and see if there are any letters.

There won't be any letters. I'll sow the peas, but you shall cover them up--and mind the birds don't see 'em! Herriton was very careful to let those peas trickle evenly from her hand, and at the end of the row she was conscious that she had never sown better.

They were expensive too. My hands are dirty. How intolerable the crested paper is. Herriton took the letter indulgently. The sparrows hopped nearer and began to eye the peas. Don't cry, dear; please me by not crying--don't talk at all. It's more than I could bear. She is going to marry some one she has met in a hotel. Take the letter and read for yourself. How dare she write first to Yorkshire! Pray, am I to hear through Mrs. Theobald--a patronizing, insolent letter like this?

Have I no claim at all? Bear witness, dear"--she choked with passion--"bear witness that for this I'll never forgive her! She, too, has something to explain. She was helpless before such effrontery. What awful thing--what awful person had come to Lilia? What kind of person?

A gentleman? An Englishman? The letter did not say. Strange rumours," read Mrs. Since Philip is back at seven, and the eight-fifteen catches the midnight boat at Dover--Harriet, when you go with this, get pounds in 5 pound notes at the bank.

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I see Irma coming back; go quickly The name was in the smallest print, in the midst of a woolly-brown tangle of hills which were called the "Sub-Apennines. Past it there wandered a thin black line, notched at intervals like a saw, and she knew that this was a railway. But the map left a good deal to imagination, and she had not got any. She looked up the place in "Childe Harold," but Byron had not been there. Nor did Mark Twain visit it in the "Tramp Abroad.

Hotels: Stella d'Italia, moderate only; Globo, dirty. Post and Telegraph office in Corso Vittorio Emmanuele, next to theatre. Photographs at Seghena's cheaper in Florence. Diligence 1 lira meets principal trains. Guide 2 lire unnecessary. A walk round the Walls should on no account be omitted. The view from the Rocca small gratuity is finest at sunset. It remained independent till , when it was sacked by the Papal troops and became part of the Grand Duchy of Tuscany.

It is now of small importance, and seat of the district prison. The inhabitants are still noted for their agreeable manners. Herriton did not proceed. She was not one to detect the hidden charms of Baedeker. Some of the information seemed to her unnecessary, all of it was dull. Whereas Philip could never read "The view from the Rocca small gratuity is finest at sunset" without a catching at the heart. Restoring the book to its place, she went downstairs, and looked up and down the asphalt paths for her daughter.

She saw her at last, two turnings away, vainly trying to shake off Mr.

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Abbott, Miss Caroline Abbott's father. Harriet was always unfortunate. At last she returned, hot, agitated, crackling with bank-notes, and Irma bounced to greet her, and trod heavily on her corn.

Then Irma cried, and Mrs. Herriton was annoyed with Harriet for betraying irritation. Lunch was nasty; and during pudding news arrived that the cook, by sheer dexterity, had broken a very vital knob off the kitchen-range.

Irma said it was three bad, and was told not to be rude. After lunch Harriet would get out Baedeker, and read in injured tones about Monteriano, the Mons Rianus of Antiquity, till her mother stopped her. She's not trying to marry any one in the place. Some tourist, obviously, who's stopping in the hotel.

The place has nothing to do with it at all. What nice person, too, do you meet in a hotel?

Lilia has insulted our family, and she shall suffer for it.An Englishman? Vickerman, Philip. But somehow things never went easily after.

Likert scale responses were captured using an Optical Mark Reader while open-ended responses were analysed using NVivo 8. It was now nearly ten years since Charles had fallen in love with Lilia Theobald because she was pretty, and during that time Mrs. Vickerman, Philip. They were expensive too.

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