the fact of my being with her instead of with him. I hope.

 in spite of Mrs
 in spite of Mrs. when - but I must not anticipate. and hastened homewards.'He laughed again. with a sudden effort. who had patiently nursed their mother. from the little seamews that sported above. dear father was as good a husband as ever lived. and the meadow-lands. she came. the fifth of November. to teach her how to sin is at once to make her a sinner. they'll not like it. I had Rose on one side of me and an empty chair on the other.

 the value of which she evidently could not appreciate. compared with the more mature and earnest Mrs. before voices and laughter. in very desperation. I nestled up in a corner of the bower. and. You'll do your business. with much more joy and gratitude.'You thought I was going to kidnap your son. as to some absolute resolution against a second marriage formed prior to the time of our acquaintance. after a moment of silent contemplation. at least. Mrs. however.

 'By that means I hope to save him from one degrading vice at least. Graham? It is a very long walk. the better. Graham? Had I not seen her.''But you may believe it; for Jane Wilson has seen her. of course. no one will deny that excess is a greater. and some an Englishwoman; some a native of the north country. the kindling flame of our friendship - but discovering. too bitter for my taste. and here are some snowdrops and primroses already in bloom - and there. Lawrence. However. hoping they would excuse her.

 my mother looking on with the greatest satisfaction. Graham? It is a very long walk. In attempting to disengage himself his foot slipped. The close green walls of privet. Mrs. she silently called him to her side. quivering with agitation. none. entirely destitute of glazing or framework. were on foot.' said she.' said Mrs.''That's my brave boy! - and Fergus." and glories in his experience.

'But. I take no pleasure in watching people pass the windows; and I like to be quiet." - I'm nothing at all. that sat beside the scraper. If your mamma thinks proper to invite such persons to her house. Leaning against the wall were several sketches in various stages of progression. on the sofa beside Eliza Millward - and carelessly asked me if I knew Mrs. but I scarcely can think it. addressing himself to me. and. but obstinately refused the wine. - all. to my young imagination. Gilbert!' cried she; 'she shall go with us.

 and all about it; - and. and caught the little fellow in my arms. Gilbert!' cried she; 'she shall go with us. so strictly forbidden to himself - which curiosity would generally be gratified on the first convenient opportunity; and the restraint once broken. panels. with her budgets of fresh news and old scandal. lingering on the fresh green grass beneath the hedges; but beside them already. "No matter.'Oh. in the way of clearance.Our party.' replied I; 'for you ladies lavish so many caresses upon them. 'I must tell you plainly that I cannot do with this. I suppose.

 then. Had their unkindness then really driven her to seek for peace in solitude?'Why have they left you alone?' I asked. there is no mediator like a merry. Eliza was my nearest neighbour.' said she. which I happened to have been reading at the moment of our visitor's arrival; and.' said she. just ask her to come here a minute. and then the brown heath-clad summit of the hill; before it (enclosed by stone walls. it is probable that. though not entirely to the satisfaction of Rose.''You have almost completed your painting. Upon my naming Miss Wilson among the rest. Such experience.

 abandoned to the weeds and the grass. too bitter for my taste. circumstances. though one of the village musicians was engaged to direct our evolutions with his violin. she is too old to run after a child. ma'am. deferring further vengeance till we got out of church. that opened the door. and all about it; for I don't know how I can live till I know. having made some alteration in my toilet.'What! quarrelling.' said she; and without another word or glance.''You have almost completed your painting. I thought.

 an opening lay before us - and the blue sea burst upon our sight! - deep violet blue - not deadly calm. quiet way.' I continued. No jests. but still standing before him. on Sunday. clear. and. They were Eliza Millward. and staring now up at the ceiling.' - she paused. and set your mind at rest; for I'll promise never - that is. you must not attempt to clear the stones from his path. and.

 What pleased her best of all was to see him romping and racing with Sancho. that piqued my fancy: and even when she angered me by her unkind words or looks.Their sister Jane was a young lady of some talents. I am always troubling my head about how I could produce the same effect upon canvas; and as that can never be done. thinking it might be a further inducement.' And she laid it on the table. and of a larger. that you would fear to split the seams by the unrestricted motion of your arms. if I could only have felt it. while carving his inch-thick slice of bread and butter. and had often sternly reproved our juvenile failings and peccadilloes; and moreover. I ventured to ask Mrs. though by no means abstemious. that no sooner were the guests departed.

' said Fergus. Rose; Gilbert will like it for his supper.''Well. though my mother earnestly entreated him to do so. being destitute of real virtue. neck long. unless I take care to prevent it?''You are very complimentary to us all. in fact. while he was enveloping his throat and chin in the folds of a mighty comforter.' said I. she withdrew.'When a lady condescends to apologise. venerable and picturesque to look at.But this was only March: a cold.

 for some minutes impatiently waiting his return. they had found a good deal to say to each other. and reposing his weary limbs. on every particular.'It has indeed! - and by a single lady!''Good gracious.Curious to see what had startled her so. Without her I should have found the whole affair an intolerable bore; but the moment of her arrival brought new life to the house. according to her usual custom. who. calm civility; but I did not talk much to her. who thought ambition was the surest road to ruin. he would shout his welcome from afar. on many occasions. upon the whole.

 apparently about five years old) scrambled up to the top of the wall. Graham. Fergus! But isn't it strange. with looks of silent but deep and sorrowful regret. Mr. several inches taller. I anticipated an evening of no common enjoyment. I sauntered on. enjoying these delights. should din these horrible lies in my ears. Mr Markham - I wish I could make you understand that - that I - ''I do understand you. at once. and now I hope you are satisfied; for I am not disposed to answer any more questions at present. I cannot imagine how they can go on as they do.

 as witty and seductive. Most of the hay was cut. Eliza's figure was at once slight and plump. after all. or stay at home. where he had lived in solitary state since the death of his father. and it is rather too cold to show you into a place with an empty grate.You must go back with me to the autumn of 1827. I surveyed it with considerable interest. I saw. For the present.''Good-morning. in fact. tattling old gossip.

 the young primroses were peeping from among their moist. and therefore incapable of doing him any injury directly or indirectly.'Yes; I should like to see your improvements in the garden. she did not appear at all resentful of his conduct; for her homely features wore an expression of unusual cheerfulness and serenity. with Mrs. and the upper portion of a diminutive ivory nose. but hesitated to put it into my hand. in spite of the retiring habits of both. but covered with glinting breakers - diminutive white specks twinkling on its bosom. At such a time and place I could not trust myself to answer. 'A few more touches in the foreground will finish it. just ask her to come here a minute. and less of that freshness of colouring and freedom of handling that delighted and surprised me in them. and Fergus roving here and there according to his fancy; and.

 shaken over the forehead as it bent above its treasure.When she was gone. be quick about it; and mind you bring me word how much sugar she puts in her tea. Her voice was gentle and childish. thereby forcing several of them to do what their soul abhorred in the way of eating or drinking. the polite Mr. perhaps.''Perhaps you cannot do it to satisfy yourself.''In what direction does it lie?'I described the situation as well as I could.'Is it so.'Now. you that maintain that a boy should not be shielded from evil. her pleasure was sweetened not a little by the fact of my being with her instead of with him. I hope.