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Where Angels Fear to Tread
E.M. Forster

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Where Angels Fear to Tread

E.M. Forster, 1905

Form
Form Novel
Difficulty
Difficulty Accessible
Reading time
Reading time 3.5 hours
Chapters
Chapters 10
Length
Length 49k words

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Romance only dies with life. No pair of pincers will ever pull it out of us.

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About the book

In a hill-town opera house a bouquet thrown back off the stage strikes an appalled Englishwoman full in the chest and drops a love-note into her lap, and the man who has come all this way to take a baby away from its father is hauled by the arms over the balustrade into that father's box and welcomed as a brother. It is the happiest scene E.M. Forster ever wrote, and it stands two chapters from the most terrible. Sawston had sent its widow to Italy for a change of air and got back a telegram: she had married the twenty-one-year-old son of a dentist. Everything Forster would spend his life on is already in this first novel, hotter and cruder for being early: the muddle, the sunlight that shames the people standing in it, the gulf between those who feel and those who are only respectable. A carriage overturns on a wet road at night, a child is dead in the mud, and the unbearable thing is how ordinary the goodwill was that killed him.

Where Angels Fear to Tread, in the bookshop · The Daily Canon