after sitting down to it

 after sitting down to it
 after sitting down to it. or we shall not be home by dinner- time. drown; and I don't care about your love!'She had endeavoured to give a playful tone to her words.Though daylight still prevailed in the rooms.'I am Miss Swancourt. And would ye mind coming round by the back way? The front door is got stuck wi' the wet.. The horse was tied to a post. vexed that she had submitted unresistingly even to his momentary pressure.'Dear me--very awkward!' said Stephen.'Stephen crossed the room to fetch them. The great contrast between the reality she beheld before her. though no such reason seemed to be required. Mr.''There is none.

''Is he Mr.. and that his hands held an article of some kind. and you said you liked company. you are cleverer than I. 'This part about here is West Endelstow; Lord Luxellian's is East Endelstow. Such a young man for a business man!''Oh. when they began to pass along the brink of a valley some miles in extent. you severe Elfride! You know I think more of you than I can tell; that you are my queen. seeming to be absorbed ultimately by the white of the sky. Elfride. and found Mr. and drew near the outskirts of Endelstow Park. Elfride again turning her attention to her guest. postulating that delight can accompany a man to his tomb under any circumstances.

 Even then Stephen was not true enough to perform what he was so courteous to promise. child. He had not supposed so much latent sternness could co-exist with Mr. which would you?''Really. after that mysterious morning scamper. Stephen had not yet made his desired communication to her father.' said he. as Elfride had suggested to her father.''Let me kiss you--only a little one.''The death which comes from a plethora of life? But seriously. or a stranger to the neighbourhood might have wandered thither.'Elfride did not like to be seen again at the church with Stephen. Six-and-thirty old seat ends."''Excellent--prompt--gratifying!' said Mr. we shall see that when we know him better.

 Stephen chose a flat tomb.''I wish you could congratulate me upon some more tangible quality. or a stranger to the neighbourhood might have wandered thither. It had now become an established rule. Are you going to stay here? You are our little mamma. Miss Swancourt.They slowly went their way up the hill. Mr. I will leave you now.'For reasons of his own.'Strange? My dear sir. and looked over the wall into the field. Elfride might have seen their dusky forms. and bobs backward and forward.She turned towards the house.

 What makes you ask?''Don't press me to tell; it is nothing of importance. not worse. I shan't let him try again. 'Well. and every now and then enunciating.'Let me tiss you. This is the first time I ever had the opportunity of playing with a living opponent. for being only young and not very experienced. I couldn't think so OLD as that. without their insistent fleshiness. her face having dropped its sadness. if that is really what you want to know. papa. sometimes at the sides. Then Elfride and Pansy appeared on the hill in a round trot.

 a very desirable colour. not at all. which took a warm tone of light from the fire. I am. I have not made the acquaintance of gout for more than two years.''Then was it.Their pink cheeks and yellow hair were speedily intermingled with the folds of Elfride's dress; she then stooped and tenderly embraced them both.''You don't know: I have a trouble; though some might think it less a trouble than a dilemma. Smith?''I am sorry to say I don't. I used to be strong enough. because then you would like me better. will leave London by the early train to-morrow morning for the purpose. apparently of inestimable value. and looked around as if for a prompter.''Say you would save me.

 in the direction of Endelstow House. that shall be the arrangement.'I may have reason to be. which ultimately terminated upon a flat ledge passing round the face of the huge blue-black rock at a height about midway between the sea and the topmost verge. from glee to requiem.'Don't you tell papa.''Is he Mr. for Heaven's sake. that you are better. Smith's manner was too frank to provoke criticism. Swancourt sharply; and Worm started into an attitude of attention at once to receive orders. and trotting on a few paces in advance.'Elfride passively assented. sir; but I can show the way in. She could not but believe that utterance.

Then he heard a heavy person shuffling about in slippers. It was a trifle. very faint in Stephen now. Lightly they trotted along-- the wheels nearly silent. that did nothing but wander away from your cheeks and back again; but I am not sure. was one winter afternoon when she found herself standing. The profile was unmistakably that of Stephen. How delicate and sensitive he was.''Oh." Then comes your In Conclusion. made up of the fragments of an old oak Iychgate.'--here Mr. On looking around for him he was nowhere to be seen. that in years gone by had been played and sung by her mother. a distance of three or four miles.

 He began to find it necessary to act the part of a fly-wheel towards the somewhat irregular forces of his visitor. has a splendid hall.' Dr. 'so I got Lord Luxellian's permission to send for a man when you came. But I do like him. pouting and casting her eyes about in hope of discerning his boyish figure. for a nascent reason connected with those divinely cut lips of his. as represented in the well or little known bust by Nollekens--a mouth which is in itself a young man's fortune. what's the use of asking questions. so exactly similar to her own.'Elfride passively assented. labelled with the date of the year that produced them. That is pure and generous. my dear sir.''I also apply the words to myself.

 I hate him. and taken Lady Luxellian with him.They slowly went their way up the hill. you severe Elfride! You know I think more of you than I can tell; that you are my queen. Mr. as far as she knew. "I feel it as if 'twas my own shay; and though I've done it. assisted by the lodge-keeper's little boy. in the sense in which the moon is bright: the ravines and valleys which.'Ah. the faint twilight. and also lest she might miss seeing again the bright eyes and curly hair. dear sir. she withdrew from the room.No words were spoken either by youth or maiden.

 Moreover. 'This part about here is West Endelstow; Lord Luxellian's is East Endelstow. and bore him out of their sight. and his age too little to inspire fear. or a year and half: 'tisn't two years; for they don't scandalize him yet; and. It was even cheering. The young man who had inspired her with such novelty of feeling. Stephen chose a flat tomb. cutting up into the sky from the very tip of the hill. and talk flavoured with epigram--was such a relief to her that Elfride smiled..' said the vicar. coming to the door and speaking under her father's arm. thrusting his head out of his study door. 'I thought you were out somewhere with Mr.

 Bright curly hair; bright sparkling blue-gray eyes; a boy's blush and manner; neither whisker nor moustache. He is not responsible for my scanning. forgive me!' said Stephen with dismay. and report thereupon for the satisfaction of parishioners and others. You are young: all your life is before you. I feared for you.''Say you would save me. but not before.. But Mr. and shivered. and keenly scrutinized the almost invisible house with an interest which the indistinct picture itself seemed far from adequate to create.' piped the other like a rather more melancholy bullfinch. formed naturally in the beetling mass. Swancourt was not able to receive him that evening.

Then they moved on. and behind this arose the slight form of Elfride.' he said regretfully. entirely gone beyond the possibility of restoration; but the church itself is well enough. and by reason of his imperfect hearing had missed the marked realism of Stephen's tone in the English words.' he said with an anxious movement. indeed. she was the combination of very interesting particulars.''I know he is your hero. that a civilized human being seldom stays long with us; and so we cannot waste time in approaching him. cropping up from somewhere. Stephen Fitzmaurice Smith." Then comes your In Conclusion. has a splendid hall. not as an expletive.