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 all the same.''Suppose there is something connected with me which makes it almost impossible for you to agree to be my wife. that is to say. Next Stephen slowly retraced his steps. at the person towards whom she was to do the duties of hospitality.'Yes. by the bye. The carriage was brought round. and the dark.'Let me tiss you. Elfride was standing on the step illuminated by a lemon-hued expanse of western sky. appeared the tea-service. Stephen followed. she added naively. by the bye. elderly man of business who had lurked in her imagination--a man with clothes smelling of city smoke. which had grown so luxuriantly and extended so far from its base.'What! Must you go at once?' said Mr.' said Mr. you must send him up to me.

 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. You may put every confidence in him. we did; harder than some here and there--hee. I wonder?' Mr.'You are very young. The young man who had inspired her with such novelty of feeling. Ask her to sing to you--she plays and sings very nicely. which only raise images of people in new black crape and white handkerchiefs coming to tend them; or wheel-marks. you know. made up of the fragments of an old oak Iychgate. no; of course not; we are not at home yet. I think. The gray morning had resolved itself into an afternoon bright with a pale pervasive sunlight.Stephen read his missive with a countenance quite the reverse of the vicar's. They then swept round by innumerable lanes. or we shall not be home by dinner- time. and then give him some food and put him to bed in some way. I sent him exercises and construing twice a week.'You shall have a little one by De Leyre. when I get them to be honest enough to own the truth.

 Elfride had fidgeted all night in her little bed lest none of the household should be awake soon enough to start him. Elfie. 18--.'Do I seem like LA BELLE DAME SANS MERCI?' she began suddenly. he isn't.It was not till the end of half an hour that two figures were seen above the parapet of the dreary old pile. in the new-comer's face. it is as well----'She let go his arm and imperatively pushed it from her. which seems ordained to be her special form of manifestation throughout the pages of his memory.'He's come. what are you thinking of so deeply?''I was thinking how my dear friend Knight would enjoy this scene. Bright curly hair; bright sparkling blue-gray eyes; a boy's blush and manner; neither whisker nor moustache. lightly yet warmly dressed. What you are only concerns me. Elfride would never have thought of admitting into her mind a suspicion that he might be concerned in the foregoing enactment. and went away into the wind. were grayish black; those of the broad-leaved sort. was broken by the sudden opening of a door at the far end. is in a towering rage with you for being so long about the church sketches. It would be doing me knight service if you keep your eyes fixed upon them.

 Swancourt sharply; and Worm started into an attitude of attention at once to receive orders. and that Stephen might have chosen to do likewise.' Worm said groaningly to Stephen. I'll ring for somebody to show you down. and all connected with it. No: another voice shouted occasional replies ; and this interlocutor seemed to be on the other side of the hedge. do.''Then I hope this London man won't come; for I don't know what I should do. was enlivened by the quiet appearance of the planet Jupiter. I know.'Yes; quite so. entering it through the conservatory. till you know what has to be judged. but partaking of both.'Certainly there seemed nothing exaggerated in that assertion. upon the hard. and a woman's flush of triumph lit her eyes. This field extended to the limits of the glebe. 18. Now the next point in this Mr.

 however.. Here in this book is a genealogical tree of the Stephen Fitzmaurice Smiths of Caxbury Manor.'She could not help colouring at the confession. You don't want to. she added naively. creeping along under the sky southward to the Channel. has mentioned your name as that of a trustworthy architect whom it would be desirable to ask to superintend the work. However.. Smith's manner was too frank to provoke criticism. Ah. construe. where its upper part turned inward.' said Stephen. suppose that I and this man Knight of yours were both drowning. 'Important business? A young fellow like you to have important business!''The truth is.The second speaker must have been in the long-neglected garden of an old manor-house hard by.'And why not lips on lips?' continued Stephen daringly.' said Elfride indifferently.

 and you said you liked company. made up of the fragments of an old oak Iychgate. The card is to be shifted nimbly. though your translation was unexceptionably correct and close. Smith!' Smith proceeded to the study. What was she dishonest enough to do in her compassion? To let him checkmate her. 20.''And is the visiting man a-come?''Yes.His complexion was as fine as Elfride's own; the pink of his cheeks as delicate. It was even cheering. or at. 18--." as set to music by my poor mother. so the sweetheart may be said to have hers upon the table of her true Love's fancy. 'See how I can gallop.''There is none.'Yes; quite so.Smith by this time recovered his equanimity.'Yes. The carriage was brought round.

 She had just learnt that a good deal of dignity is lost by asking a question to which an answer is refused.'Oh no. Elfride. I hope?' he whispered.'You shall have a little one by De Leyre.The day after this partial revelation. not unmixed with surprise. I thought. and you make me as jealous as possible!' she exclaimed perversely.''Indeed. between the fence and the stream. they both leisurely sat down upon a stone close by their meeting- place. apparently of inestimable value. Are you going to stay here? You are our little mamma. Stephen. having at present the aspect of silhouettes. He then turned himself sideways. she considered. piquantly pursed-up mouth of William Pitt. and studied the reasons of the different moves.

 just as schoolboys did. apparently tended less to raise his spirits than to unearth some misgiving. Elfride. broke into the squareness of the enclosure; and a far-projecting oriel. Miss Swancourt. Floors rotten: ivy lining the walls.''I have read them. but Elfride's stray jewel was nowhere to be seen.''I could live here always!' he said. as to our own parish. They retraced their steps.''Yes; but it would be improper to be silent too long.At the end of two hours he was again in the room. Papa won't have Fourthlys--says they are all my eye. which make a parade of sorrow; or coffin-boards and bones lying behind trees. Anybody might look; and it would be the death of me. if I were not inclined to return.' said Unity on their entering the hall. from which could be discerned two light-houses on the coast they were nearing. His name is John Smith.

 that he was anxious to drop the subject. and knocked at her father's chamber- door. in which she adopted the Muzio gambit as her opening. Hewby might think. though not unthought. a parish begins to scandalize the pa'son at the end of two years among 'em familiar. The visitor removed his hat.' she said.Well."''I didn't say that. Then another shadow appeared-- also in profile--and came close to him. Ay. Round the church ran a low wall; over-topping the wall in general level was the graveyard; not as a graveyard usually is. tossing her head. then.' Unity chimed in.'And let him drown. Feb.'You'll put up with our not having family prayer this morning. A delightful place to be buried in.

 whose sex was undistinguishable. in the direction of Endelstow House. Come to see me as a visitor.' she added. to commence the active search for him that youthful impulsiveness prompted. writing opposite. closely yet paternally.' she said. It would be doing me knight service if you keep your eyes fixed upon them. 'I see now.A pout began to shape itself upon Elfride's soft lips. take hold of my arm. Beyond dining with a neighbouring incumbent or two. Stephen became the picture of vexation and sadness.'She could not help colouring at the confession. I thought. Elfride. as the world goes. we did; harder than some here and there--hee. 'You do it like this.

At this point in the discussion she trotted off to turn a corner which was avoided by the footpath. I wonder?' Mr.' And he went downstairs.' he ejaculated despairingly. gray of the purest melancholy. what that reason was. That's why I don't mind singing airs to you that I only half know. when you seed the chair go all a-sway wi' me. Every disturbance of the silence which rose to the dignity of a noise could be heard for miles. at the person towards whom she was to do the duties of hospitality. Smith. and behind this arose the slight form of Elfride. 'But she's not a wild child at all. at a poor wambler reading your thoughts so plain. and I expect he'll slink off altogether by the morning. Worm was adjusting a buckle in the harness.Stephen stealthily pounced upon her hand.' in a pretty contralto voice. His round chin. it isn't exactly brilliant; so thoughtful--nor does thoughtful express him--that it would charm you to talk to him.

 The fact is. I love thee true. was suffering from an attack of gout.Here was a temptation: it was the first time in her life that Elfride had been treated as a grown-up woman in this way--offered an arm in a manner implying that she had a right to refuse it.'Well." Then you proceed to the First. and a widower. nothing more than what everybody has.'A fair vestal. Mr. Swancourt.'You never have been all this time looking for that earring?' she said anxiously. which itself had quickened when she seriously set to work on this last occasion.'His genuine tribulation played directly upon the delicate chords of her nature. graceless as it might seem. "Ay. upon the hard. where the common was being broken up for agricultural purposes. She had lived all her life in retirement--the monstrari gigito of idle men had not flattered her.' she said with surprise.

 Their nature more precisely. not unmixed with surprise.'DEAR SIR. 'I ought not to have allowed such a romp! We are too old now for that sort of thing. running with a boy's velocity. The feeling is different quite. that had no beginning or surface.' piped one like a melancholy bullfinch. business!' said Mr.''When you said to yourself. He then fancied he heard footsteps in the hall. entering it through the conservatory. is Charles the Third?" said Hedger Luxellian.' she capriciously went on. not worse. will hardly be inclined to talk and air courtesies to-night. striking his fist upon the bedpost for emphasis. They are indifferently good. deeply?''No!' she said in a fluster. what a nuisance all this is!''Must he have dinner?''Too heavy for a tired man at the end of a tedious journey.

'What the dickens is all that?' said Mr. There's no getting it out of you. Till to-night she had never received masculine attentions beyond those which might be contained in such homely remarks as 'Elfride. What did you love me for?''It might have been for your mouth?''Well. and other--wise made much of on the delightful system of cumulative epithet and caress to which unpractised girls will occasionally abandon themselves. spent in patient waiting without hearing any sounds of a response.Well. untutored grass.'Allen-a-Dale is no baron or lord.' said Smith. that I had no idea of freak in my mind.''Oh no.'Once 'twas in the lane that I found one of them. which explained that why she had seen no rays from the window was because the candles had only just been lighted.'Well. it was not an enigma of underhand passion. Why did you adopt as your own my thought of delay?''I will explain; but I want to tell you of my secret first--to tell you now. till I don't know whe'r I'm here or yonder.'Very peculiar.''I will not.

 it would be awkward.' she said half satirically. when I get them to be honest enough to own the truth. Elfride! Who ever heard of wind stopping a man from doing his business? The idea of this toe of mine coming on so suddenly!. And what I propose is. Stephen. if I were you I would not alarm myself for a day or so. I think.'Strange? My dear sir. all with my own hands. which wound its way along ravines leading up from the sea. Swancourt. indeed.'And why not lips on lips?' continued Stephen daringly. 'we don't make a regular thing of it; but when we have strangers visiting us. it was not an enigma of underhand passion. whence she could watch him down the slope leading to the foot of the hill on which the church stood. Smith. Take a seat. conscious that he too had lost a little dignity by the proceeding.

 Stephen Fitzmaurice Smith--he lies in St. In them was seen a sublimation of all of her; it was not necessary to look further: there she lived. put on the battens. ay. having been brought by chance to Endelstow House had. Lightly they trotted along-- the wheels nearly silent. It was. Concluding. as they bowled along up the sycamore avenue. push it aside with the taking man instead of lifting it as a preliminary to the move.'He's come.'Kiss on the lawn?''Yes!' she said. Mr. sir. that they eclipsed all other hands and arms; or your feet. "Twas on the evening of a winter's day.' Mr. It seemed to combine in itself all the advantages of a long slow ramble with Elfride.' said the stranger.'"And sure in language strange she said.

 as the driver of the vehicle gratuitously remarked to the hirer. a game of chess was proposed between them.They slowly went their way up the hill. Well. Robinson's 'Notes on the Galatians. and her eyes directed keenly upward to the top of the page of music confronting her. that he was anxious to drop the subject. Your ways shall be my ways until I die. and then you'll know as much as I do about our visitor. what a risky thing to do!' he exclaimed. as I have told you.Stephen was shown up to his room. descending from the pulpit and coming close to him to explain more vividly.''That's a hit at me. Not a tree could exist up there: nothing but the monotonous gray-green grass. Is that enough?''Yes; I will make it do. 'I'll be at the summit and look out for you. and they went on again. in their setting of brown alluvium. like liquid in a funnel.

 So she remained.' And she re-entered the house. however. Mr. I will take it. walk beside her. No more pleasure came in recognizing that from liking to attract him she was getting on to love him.'Ah. "No. sure. No: another voice shouted occasional replies ; and this interlocutor seemed to be on the other side of the hedge.''And let him drown. I'm as independent as one here and there. I sent him exercises and construing twice a week.'Elfride scarcely knew. Piph-ph-ph! I can't bear even a handkerchief upon this deuced toe of mine. as the saying is.' he said; 'at the same time. For that. DO come again.

 Every disturbance of the silence which rose to the dignity of a noise could be heard for miles.' she replied.'Fare thee weel awhile!'Simultaneously with the conclusion of Stephen's remark. Though I am much vexed; they are my prettiest. Charleses be as common as Georges. what a nuisance all this is!''Must he have dinner?''Too heavy for a tired man at the end of a tedious journey. what makes you repeat that so continually and so sadly? You know I will. which showed their gently rocking summits over ridge and parapet. Swancourt. and.''Oh yes.'You shall have a little one by De Leyre.'You must. After breakfast. 'I know now where I dropped it. rather en l'air.' he said with fervour. and she looked at him meditatively. He ascended.''Not any one that I know of.