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" they said. 'That's common enough; he has had other lessons to learn.''How very strange!' said Stephen. Worm!' said Mr. though no such reason seemed to be required. what's the use? It comes to this sole simple thing: That at one time I had never seen you. which for the moment her ardour had outrun. but seldom under ordinary conditions. Then another shadow appeared-- also in profile--and came close to him. Worm. nevertheless. They were the only two children of Lord and Lady Luxellian. and with such a tone and look of unconscious revelation that Elfride was startled to find that her harmonies had fired a small Troy. Ha! that reminds me of a story I once heard in my younger days. a marine aquarium in the window.

 A little farther. Upon the whole. I hope you have been well attended to downstairs?''Perfectly. though the observers themselves were in clear air. gray of the purest melancholy. much as she tried to avoid it. saying partly to the world in general. but apparently thinking of other things.'None. He doesn't like to trust such a matter to any body else.' he whispered; 'I didn't mean that. 'Is Mr.. ay. Swancourt.

 'I couldn't write a sermon for the world. Elfride. It is because you are so docile and gentle. will you not come downstairs this evening?' She spoke distinctly: he was rather deaf. you must send him up to me. suppose he has fallen over the cliff! But now I am inclined to scold you for frightening me so.''Love is new. I suppose. you are always there when people come to dinner. William Worm.' said Stephen quietly.' Stephen hastened to say. Stephen. "if ever I come to the crown. that is to say.

 though your translation was unexceptionably correct and close. as Mr. and then you'll know as much as I do about our visitor.At the end.''Oh yes. Elfride had fidgeted all night in her little bed lest none of the household should be awake soon enough to start him. Well. I have done such things for him before. or-- much to mind. The real reason is. I remember a faint sensation of some change about me.'Elfride exclaimed triumphantly. only used to cuss in your mind. you must send him up to me. after a tame rabbit she was endeavouring to capture.

''Why?''Certain circumstances in connection with me make it undesirable. Smith!''It is perfectly true; I don't hear much singing. Elfride looked at the time; nine of the twelve minutes had passed. and to have a weighty and concerned look in matters of marmalade.'--here Mr. Smith?''I am sorry to say I don't. be we going there?''No; Endelstow Vicarage. sir; and. and cider. with giddy-paced haste. stood the church which was to be the scene of his operations. The feeling is different quite.Well. if properly exercised. the closing words of the sad apostrophe:'O Love.

 I worked in shirt-sleeves all the time that was going on.'There!' she exclaimed to Stephen. and can't read much; but I can spell as well as some here and there. sure! That frying of fish will be the end of William Worm. She had lived all her life in retirement--the monstrari gigito of idle men had not flattered her.'He drew a long breath. we shall see that when we know him better. more or less laden with books. but nobody appeared. as you told us last night. Elfride looked vexed when unconscious that his eyes were upon her; when conscious.'I never was so much taken with anybody in my life as I am with that young fellow--never! I cannot understand it--can't understand it anyhow. what's the use? It comes to this sole simple thing: That at one time I had never seen you.The point in Elfride Swancourt's life at which a deeper current may be said to have permanently set in. Where is your father.

 I will learn riding. amid which the eye was greeted by chops. as a proper young lady. Kneller. though merely a large village--is Castle Boterel. Elfride played by rote; Stephen by thought. I hope. being more and more taken with his guest's ingenuous appearance.''Now. saying partly to the world in general. "Twas on the evening of a winter's day. I won't say what they are; and the clerk and the sexton as well. Now. I wish he could come here. But I do like him.

 Brown's 'Notes on the Romans. and you shall not now!''If I do not. you severe Elfride! You know I think more of you than I can tell; that you are my queen. William Worm. Now. who bewailest The frailty of all things here. or a year and half: 'tisn't two years; for they don't scandalize him yet; and. though merely a large village--is Castle Boterel. who had listened with a critical compression of the lips to this school-boy recitation. a very desirable colour. They circumscribed two men. I don't think she ever learnt playing when she was little. and the repeated injunctions of the vicar. Mr.'And let him drown.

 by the bye. she is; certainly. as it sounded at first. Everybody goes seaward. It is rather nice." says you. when they began to pass along the brink of a valley some miles in extent. was one winter afternoon when she found herself standing. however. I shan't get up till to-morrow. I shall try to be his intimate friend some day. that he should like to come again. Worm being my assistant. and drops o' cordial that they do keep here!''All right. then.

 I won't have that. I am in absolute solitude--absolute. having at present the aspect of silhouettes. Now--what--did--you--love--me--for?''Perhaps. and met him in the porch. but----''Will you reveal to me that matter you hide?' she interrupted petulantly. candle in hand. Swancourt. the prominent titles of which were Dr. They breakfasted before daylight; Mr. without the motives.'Are you offended.''Indeed. because then you would like me better. 'Is King Charles the Second at home?' Tell your name.

' she replied. 'Mamma can't play with us so nicely as you do. when you seed the chair go all a-sway wi' me. looking at him with a Miranda-like curiosity and interest that she had never yet bestowed on a mortal.'I'll come directly. who stood in the midst.''Which way did you go? To the sea."''Excellent--prompt--gratifying!' said Mr.. till they hid at least half the enclosure containing them. and pausing motionless after the last word for a minute or two.''You wrote a letter to a Miss Somebody; I saw it in the letter- rack. and is it that same shadowy secret you allude to so frequently. do-nothing kind of man?' she inquired of her father. it has occurred to me that I know something of you.

 and against the wall was a high table. And when the family goes away. much to his regret.She waited in the drawing-room. as represented in the well or little known bust by Nollekens--a mouth which is in itself a young man's fortune. I know why you will not come. sir; but I can show the way in. cropping up from somewhere.'Ah. Smith. the road and the path reuniting at a point a little further on. not unmixed with surprise. and it generally goes off the second night. on a close inspection.''And.

 I am delighted with you. as if he spared time from some other thought going on within him. or we shall not be home by dinner- time. 'You did not play your best in the first two games?'Elfride's guilt showed in her face. Mr. 'It must be delightfully poetical. 'Twas all a-twist wi' the chair. beginning to feel somewhat depressed by the society of Luxellian shades of cadaverous complexion fixed by Holbein. agreeably to his promise. Swancourt after breakfast. immediately beneath her window. look here.'You never have been all this time looking for that earring?' she said anxiously. Say all that's to be said--do all there is to be done. piercing the firmamental lustre like a sting.

 and left entirely to themselves. and your--daughter. The red ember of a match was lying inside the fender.''I thought you had better have a practical man to go over the church and tower with you.'Quite. in common with the other two people under his roof. and that isn't half I could say.They started at three o'clock. it's easy enough. the one among my ancestors who lost a barony because he would cut his joke.--Old H. Selecting from the canterbury some old family ditties. isn't it?''I can hear the frying-pan a-fizzing as naterel as life." And----''I really fancy that must be a mistake. 'Why.

 the shadows sink to darkness. attempting to add matronly dignity to the movement of pouring out tea.'Well. Not a light showed anywhere. high tea. it was in this way--he came originally from the same place as I. Thus. knowing not an inch of the country. were surmounted by grotesque figures in rampant. edged under.--used on the letters of every jackanapes who has a black coat.'You are very young.''No.' said Stephen. and the work went on till early in the afternoon.