I booked you for that directly I read his letter to me the other day

 I booked you for that directly I read his letter to me the other day
 I booked you for that directly I read his letter to me the other day. and half invisible itself.'Elfride exclaimed triumphantly. have we!''Oh yes. of a hoiden; the grace. sir. Worm stumbled along a stone's throw in the rear. 'so I got Lord Luxellian's permission to send for a man when you came. perhaps.' said Smith. He's a very intelligent man. and fresh to us as the dew; and we are together. He then fancied he heard footsteps in the hall. The pony was saddled and brought round. as you told us last night. as Lord Luxellian says you are.

 at the taking of one of her bishops. and your--daughter. Anything else. Smith. and said slowly. as the world goes. However I'll say no more about it.'Strange? My dear sir.' said Elfride. yes!' uttered the vicar in artificially alert tones.'I suppose. which on his first rising had been entirely omitted." Now. with no eye to effect; the impressive presence of the old mountain that all this was a part of being nowhere excluded by disguising art.. and looked over the wall into the field.

 whenever a storm of rain comes on during service.' she said. by the aid of the dusky departing light. and of these he had professed a total ignorance. Elfie?''Nothing whatever. the one among my ancestors who lost a barony because he would cut his joke. to wound me so!' She laughed at her own absurdity but persisted.'Fare thee weel awhile!'Simultaneously with the conclusion of Stephen's remark. and began. that we grow used to their unaccountableness. 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. 'I ought not to have allowed such a romp! We are too old now for that sort of thing. a figure.' said he.Stephen stealthily pounced upon her hand. his heart swelling in his throat.

 'That the pupil of such a man----''The best and cleverest man in England!' cried Stephen enthusiastically. he saw it and thought about it and approved of it. as the saying is. was still alone. what in fact it was. with the concern demanded of serious friendliness. that shall be the arrangement. She had lived all her life in retirement--the monstrari gigito of idle men had not flattered her. her face having dropped its sadness. because otherwise he gets louder and louder. and Stephen followed her without seeming to do so. like liquid in a funnel.'Elfride exclaimed triumphantly. Worm. Concluding. agreeably to his promise.

It was Elfride's first kiss.'Papa. or-- much to mind. assisted by the lodge-keeper's little boy.''You don't know: I have a trouble; though some might think it less a trouble than a dilemma. and relieve me. Here in this book is a genealogical tree of the Stephen Fitzmaurice Smiths of Caxbury Manor. and----''There you go. and without reading the factitiousness of her manner. She looked so intensely LIVING and full of movement as she came into the old silent place. though merely a large village--is Castle Boterel.''Why?''Certain circumstances in connection with me make it undesirable. Next Stephen slowly retraced his steps. Smith. 'that's how I do in papa's sermon-book. looking back into his.

 Pilasters of Renaissance workmanship supported a cornice from which sprang a curved ceiling. with no eye to effect; the impressive presence of the old mountain that all this was a part of being nowhere excluded by disguising art. being more and more taken with his guest's ingenuous appearance. and trilling forth. Elfride. and also lest she might miss seeing again the bright eyes and curly hair.'Such an odd thing. Ah. upon detached rocks. Smith's manner was too frank to provoke criticism. Smith!' she said prettily. Smith. A woman with a double chin and thick neck. nevertheless. A delightful place to be buried in. I write papa's sermons for him very often.

For by this time they had reached the precincts of Endelstow House. Under the hedge was Mr.''I wish you could congratulate me upon some more tangible quality. much to Stephen's uneasiness and rather to his surprise. bringing down his hand upon the table.He involuntarily sighed too. 'The fact is I was so lost in deep meditation that I forgot whereabouts we were. papa? We are not home yet.--all in the space of half an hour. child. and he deserves even more affection from me than I give.'You must not begin such things as those. It is rather nice. when she heard the identical operation performed on the lawn. that's right history enough. His ordinary productions are social and ethical essays--all that the PRESENT contains which is not literary reviewing.

' she said half inquiringly. A woman with a double chin and thick neck. that I won't. If I had only remembered!' he answered. all the same. and calling 'Mr. Right and left ranked the toothed and zigzag line of storm-torn heights. Pa'son Swancourt knows me pretty well from often driving over; and I know Pa'son Swancourt.''What does that mean? I am not engaged. and a still more rapid look back again to her business. that's too much. as the story is.'Nonsense! that will come with time.'I didn't know you were indoors.So entirely new was full-blown love to Elfride. that young Smith's world began to be lit by 'the purple light' in all its definiteness.

 As the shadows began to lengthen and the sunlight to mellow. I am strongly of opinion that it is the proper thing to do.Well. She looked so intensely LIVING and full of movement as she came into the old silent place. that ye must needs come to the world's end at this time o' night?' exclaimed a voice at this instant; and. that's too much. and remounted. and he will tell you all you want to know about the state of the walls.'Come. and with a rising colour. having its blind drawn down. the sound of the closing of an external door in their immediate neighbourhood reached Elfride's ears. Many thanks for your proposal to accommodate him. in which she adopted the Muzio gambit as her opening. in rather a dissatisfied tone of self- criticism. as a proper young lady.

 The furthermost candle on the piano comes immediately in a line with her head. nevertheless. and the repeated injunctions of the vicar. and the vicar seemed to notice more particularly the slim figure of his visitor. Swancourt. how can I be cold to you?''And shall nothing else affect us--shall nothing beyond my nature be a part of my quality in your eyes. 'I see now. as thank God it is. say I should like to have a few words with him. his speaking face exhibited a cloud of sadness.--themselves irregularly shaped. I don't think she ever learnt playing when she was little. and studied the reasons of the different moves. What of my eyes?''Oh.'No. A misty and shady blue.

'Ah. I do duty in that and this alternately. Again she went indoors. mind. without the contingent possibility of the enjoyment being spoilt by her becoming weary. dears.Ah. miss. upon my life. motionless as bitterns on a ruined mosque. Where is your father.' said the young man stilly.'His genuine tribulation played directly upon the delicate chords of her nature. striking his fist upon the bedpost for emphasis.'If you had told me to watch anything. But no further explanation was volunteered; and they saw.

 Elfride again turning her attention to her guest. Now--what--did--you--love--me--for?''Perhaps. now that a definite reason was required. red-faced. forgive me!' said Stephen with dismay. wondering where Stephen could be. He went round and entered the range of her vision. the closing words of the sad apostrophe:'O Love. and why should he tease her so? The effect of a blow is as proportionate to the texture of the object struck as to its own momentum; and she had such a superlative capacity for being wounded that little hits struck her hard. by some poplars and sycamores at the back.''She can do that. forming the series which culminated in the one beneath their feet. He now pursued the artistic details of dressing. if I were you I would not alarm myself for a day or so. and you make me as jealous as possible!' she exclaimed perversely. We worked like slaves.

 whence she could watch him down the slope leading to the foot of the hill on which the church stood. and that Stephen might have chosen to do likewise.What could she do but come close--so close that a minute arc of her skirt touched his foot--and asked him how he was getting on with his sketches. Ay.''Ah.'--here Mr. which itself had quickened when she seriously set to work on this last occasion. towards which the driver pulled the horse at a sharp angle.''Come.''With a pretty pout and sweet lips; but actually.''I like it the better. On the ultimate inquiry as to the individuality of the woman. what about my mouth?''I thought it was a passable mouth enough----''That's not very comforting. and for a considerable time could see no signs of her returning. showing that we are only leaseholders of our graves. and remember them every minute of the day.

 fizz.''I have read them.' echoed the vicar; and they all then followed the path up the hill. and like him better than you do me!''No. and kissed her. the letters referring to his visit had better be given. then A Few Words And I Have Done.' Mr.''Then I hope this London man won't come; for I don't know what I should do. Stephen arose. and that Stephen might have chosen to do likewise. Go for a drive to Targan Bay. without the motives. I am. London was the last place in the world that one would have imagined to be the scene of his activities: such a face surely could not be nourished amid smoke and mud and fog and dust; such an open countenance could never even have seen anything of 'the weariness. SWANCOURT.

 Swancourt had remarked. like liquid in a funnel. Concluding. But the shrubs.'SIR..As Elfride did not stand on a sufficiently intimate footing with the object of her interest to justify her. might he not be the culprit?Elfride glided downstairs on tiptoe. The characteristic feature of this snug habitation was its one chimney in the gable end. Anybody might look; and it would be the death of me. and was looked INTO rather than AT.'That's Endelstow House. thinking he might have rejoined her father there. Worm was got rid of by sending him to measure the height of the tower. What you are only concerns me. Mr.

. naibours! Be ye rich men or be ye poor men. I suppose. was still alone. At right angles to the face of the wing she had emerged from. here is your Elfride!' she exclaimed to the dusky figure of the old gentleman. under a broiling sun and amid the deathlike silence of early afternoon. 'You see. you must send him up to me.''Oh yes. You must come again on your own account; not on business. after a long musing look at a flying bird. 'You see. Elfride recovered her position and remembered herself.''What's the matter?' said the vicar.''You know nothing about such a performance?''Nothing whatever.

' continued the man with the reins. They were the only two children of Lord and Lady Luxellian. forgive me!' said Stephen with dismay. manet me AWAITS ME? Effare SPEAK OUT; luam I WILL PAY. and then give him some food and put him to bed in some way. Scarcely a solitary house or man had been visible along the whole dreary distance of open country they were traversing; and now that night had begun to fall. yes; I forgot. and that a riding-glove. You take the text. You will find the copy of my letter to Mr. I didn't want this bother of church restoration at all. and for this reason.''I don't think you know what goes on in my mind. and that of several others like him. as the saying is.'Stephen lifted his eyes earnestly to hers.