Chapter 19: Lying to Mr. Emerson
Mrs. Honeychurch, too, was silent. She was thinking, "My daughter
won't answer me; she would rather be with those inquisitive old
maids than with Freddy and me. Any rag, tag, and bobtail
apparently does if she can leave her home." And as in her case
thoughts never remained unspoken long, she burst out with:
"You're tired of Windy Corner."
This was perfectly true. Lucy had hoped to return to Windy Corner
when she escaped from Cecil, but she discovered that her home
existed no longer. It might exist for Freddy, who still lived and
thought straight, but not for one who had deliberately warped the
brain. She did not acknowledge that her brain was warped, for the
brain itself must assist in that acknowledgment, and she was
disordering the very instruments of life. She only felt, "I do
not love George; I broke off my engagement because I did not love
George; I must go to Greece because I do not love George; it is
more important that I should look up gods in the dictionary than
that I should help my mother; every one else is behaving very
badly." She only felt irritable and petulant, and anxious to do
what she was not expected to do, and in this spirit she proceeded
with the conversation.
"Oh, mother, what rubbish you talk! Of course I'm not tired of
"Then why not say so at once, instead of considering half an
She laughed faintly, "Half a minute would be nearer."
"Perhaps you would like to stay away from your home altogether?"
"Hush, mother! People will hear you"; for they had entered
Mudie's. She bought Baedeker, and then continued: "Of course I
want to live at home; but as we are talking about it, I may as
well say that I shall want to be away in the future more than I
have been. You see, I come into my money next year."
Tears came into her mother's eyes.