A Room With a View by Edward Morgan Forster Chapter 2 Page 9

“Shameful! A manufacturing district, I suppose?”

“No — in the Surrey hills. About five miles from Dorking, looking over the Weald.”

Miss Lavish seemed interested, and slackened her trot.

“What a delightful part; I know it so well. It is full of the very nicest people. Do you know Sir Harry Otway — a Radical if ever there was?”

“Very well indeed.”

“And old Mrs. Butterworth the philanthropist?” “Why, she rents a field of us! How funny!”

Miss Lavish looked at the narrow ribbon of sky, and murmured: “Oh, you have property in Surrey?”