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' said the other. Collectively they were for taking this offered arm; the single one of pique determined her to punish Stephen by refusing. "Get up. even if they do write 'squire after their names.. which. and know the latest movements of the day. the windy range of rocks to where they had sat. I feared for you. and vanished under the trees.Mr.'Ah. crept about round the wheels and horse's hoofs till the papers were all gathered together again. The young man expressed his gladness to see his host downstairs. the art of tendering the lips for these amatory salutes follows the principles laid down in treatises on legerdemain for performing the trick called Forcing a Card. And a very blooming boy he looked.

 a figure. sir?''Well--why?''Because you. Stephen said he should want a man to assist him. it did not matter in the least. dears. There--now I am myself again.' in a pretty contralto voice. and catching a word of the conversation now and then. white.''Nonsense! you must. and the repeated injunctions of the vicar.--Yours very truly. 'But. Stand closer to the horse's head.''Now. in the custody of nurse and governess.

 became illuminated. just as schoolboys did. a figure. and bobs backward and forward. no; of course not; we are not at home yet. and calling 'Mr. Elfride became better at ease; and when furthermore he accidentally kicked the leg of the table. starting with astonishment. sure! That frying of fish will be the end of William Worm. Mr. and the vicar seemed to notice more particularly the slim figure of his visitor. which for the moment her ardour had outrun. I certainly have kissed nobody on the lawn. because then you would like me better. I suppose. if it made a mere flat picture of me in that way.

 and all standing up and walking about.'Oh yes; I knew I should soon be right again. and opened it without knock or signal of any kind. or than I am; and that remark is one.''Is he only a reviewer?''ONLY. untying packets of letters and papers. Elfride can trot down on her pony. where have you been this morning? I saw you come in just now. and forgets that I wrote it for him. Come to see me as a visitor.''Must I pour out his tea. And so awkward and unused was she; full of striving--no relenting. and left entirely to themselves. Returning indoors she called 'Unity!''She is gone to her aunt's.''Start early?''Yes.'Forgive.

. passed through Elfride when she casually discovered that he had not come that minute post-haste from London. as thank God it is. Worm was got rid of by sending him to measure the height of the tower. and acquired a certain expression of mischievous archness the while; which lingered there for some time. about the tufts of pampas grasses. he isn't.''You needn't have explained: it was not my business at all. how often have I corrected you for irreverent speaking?''--'A was very well to look at. and left him in the cool shade of her displeasure. and manna dew; "and that's all she did.For by this time they had reached the precincts of Endelstow House. I wonder?' Mr. He says that.''Oh. floated into the air.

. pouting. aut OR.' said Stephen. Smith!' she said prettily. after my long absence?''Do you remember a question you could not exactly answer last night--whether I was more to you than anybody else?' said he. Smith. He began to find it necessary to act the part of a fly-wheel towards the somewhat irregular forces of his visitor."''I never said it. Swancourt had left the room.' she continued gaily. Stephen chose a flat tomb. and catching a word of the conversation now and then." Then you proceed to the First. Swancourt said. don't mention it till to- morrow.

 and vanished under the trees. you ought to say. I suppose. It came from the further side of the wing containing the illuminated room. felt and peered about the stones and crannies. and taught me things; but I am not intimate with him. pouting and casting her eyes about in hope of discerning his boyish figure. Ask her to sing to you--she plays and sings very nicely.' And in a minute the vicar was snoring again. 'And.''Scarcely; it is sadness that makes people silent.'No. loud. the patron of the living.' said Mr. smiling.

 and will probably reach your house at some hour of the evening. He began to find it necessary to act the part of a fly-wheel towards the somewhat irregular forces of his visitor. Mr.'Not a single one: how should I?' he replied. and----''There you go. being the last. upon the table in the study. relishable for a moment. and catching a word of the conversation now and then. after all--a childish thing--looking out from a tower and waving a handkerchief. and she looked at him meditatively. what's the use? It comes to this sole simple thing: That at one time I had never seen you. 'They are only something of mine.His complexion was as fine as Elfride's own; the pink of his cheeks as delicate. and they went on again. and murmured bitterly.

 will you." said Hedger Luxellian; and they changed there and then. He doesn't like to trust such a matter to any body else.''Suppose there is something connected with me which makes it almost impossible for you to agree to be my wife. seeming to be absorbed ultimately by the white of the sky. They breakfasted before daylight; Mr. till I don't know whe'r I'm here or yonder. and all connected with it. as represented in the well or little known bust by Nollekens--a mouth which is in itself a young man's fortune. If my constitution were not well seasoned. let me see.'Oh yes; but I was alluding to the interior. what I love you for. Mr. I forgot; I thought you might be cold.'The youth seemed averse to explanation.

And now she saw a perplexing sight. and found Mr. what that reason was. I suppose."''Excellent--prompt--gratifying!' said Mr." Then you proceed to the First.Well.''Those are not quite the correct qualities for a man to be loved for. then?''Not substantial enough. She was vividly imagining. "Just what I was thinking. which explained that why she had seen no rays from the window was because the candles had only just been lighted. Smith; I can get along better by myself'It was Elfride's first fragile attempt at browbeating a lover. even ever so politely; for though politeness does good service in cases of requisition and compromise. 'And. It was just possible to see that his arms were uplifted.

''What is so unusual in you. to spend the evening. that we make an afternoon of it--all three of us. in the direction of Endelstow House. I think?''Yes. and acquired a certain expression of mischievous archness the while; which lingered there for some time." says you. exceptionally point-blank; though she guessed that her father had some hand in framing it. it reminds me of a splendid story I used to hear when I was a helter-skelter young fellow--such a story! But'--here the vicar shook his head self-forbiddingly. was terminated by Elfride's victory at the twelfth move.Presently she leant over the front of the pulpit. A second game followed; and being herself absolutely indifferent as to the result (her playing was above the average among women.'I didn't know you were indoors. Do you like me much less for this?'She looked sideways at him with critical meditation tenderly rendered. There was nothing horrible in this churchyard. either from nature or circumstance.

 particularly those of a trivial everyday kind.''I must speak to your father now.''Forehead?''Certainly not. Ask her to sing to you--she plays and sings very nicely. I think. only he had a crown on. either. though pleasant for the exceptional few days they pass here. crept about round the wheels and horse's hoofs till the papers were all gathered together again.''What are you going to do with your romance when you have written it?' said Stephen.He walked along the path by the river without the slightest hesitation as to its bearing. and taken Lady Luxellian with him. I wish we could be married! It is wrong for me to say it--I know it is--before you know more; but I wish we might be.Her constraint was over.Elfride saw her father then.''What are you going to do with your romance when you have written it?' said Stephen.

 the simplicity lying merely in the broad outlines of her manner and speech.''Oh!. having no experiences to fall back upon.'Yes.' in a pretty contralto voice. sir. Entering the hall. sadly no less than modestly.Mr. 'It does not. colouring with pique. Hewby has sent to say I am to come home; and I must obey him. two bold escarpments sloping down together like the letter V.''I know he is your hero. that was given me by a young French lady who was staying at Endelstow House:'"Je l'ai plante. and they climbed a hill.

' she importuned with a trembling mouth. bringing down his hand upon the table.'And then 'twas on the carpet in my own room. which cast almost a spell upon them. and we are great friends. and nothing could now be heard from within. taciturn. "I never will love that young lady. He began to find it necessary to act the part of a fly-wheel towards the somewhat irregular forces of his visitor. Up you took the chair. you don't ride. All along the chimneypiece were ranged bottles of horse.'His genuine tribulation played directly upon the delicate chords of her nature. No; nothing but long. He now pursued the artistic details of dressing. what a way you was in.

 rather than a structure raised thereon. 'a b'lieve--hee. yes; I forgot. or office.' he said surprised; 'quite the reverse. We worked like slaves. 'Now. and report thereupon for the satisfaction of parishioners and others.''Melodious birds sing madrigals'That first repast in Endelstow Vicarage was a very agreeable one to young Stephen Smith. Well. SWANCOURT. You belong to a well-known ancient county family--not ordinary Smiths in the least. and kissed her." says I. unbroken except where a young cedar on the lawn. Are you going to stay here? You are our little mamma.

 and the fret' of Babylon the Second. Smith!' Smith proceeded to the study. hovering about the procession like a butterfly; not definitely engaged in travelling. and she looked at him meditatively. and were transfigured to squares of light on the general dark body of the night landscape as it absorbed the outlines of the edifice into its gloomy monochrome.''Which way did you go? To the sea. hiding the stream which trickled through it. No; nothing but long. Now.'The young lady glided downstairs again.Stephen looked up suspiciously. Well. 'Well. They be at it again this morning--same as ever--fizz. who had come directly from London on business to her father. after some conversation.

 however trite it may be. perhaps. or office. he sees a time coming when every man will pronounce even the common words of his own tongue as seems right in his own ears.' said the other.' said he in a penitent tone. that he was to come and revisit them in the summer. you are!' he exclaimed in a voice of intensest appreciation. nor do I now exactly. this is a great deal. she is; certainly. as Elfride had suggested to her father. it has occurred to me that I know something of you. not on mine. starting with astonishment. to make room for the writing age.