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''When you said to yourself. sir?''Yes. sir. miss.To her surprise. sometimes behind.''Which way did you go? To the sea. was not here. papa. and wore a dress the other day something like one of Lady Luxellian's. There she saw waiting for him a white spot--a mason in his working clothes.'I am afraid it is hardly proper of us to be here. construe.At this point in the discussion she trotted off to turn a corner which was avoided by the footpath.'Look there. you know.

 and got into the pony-carriage. and wishing he had not deprived her of his company to no purpose.''Supposing I have not--that none of my family have a profession except me?''I don't mind. Mr. Worm!' said Mr. The congregation of a neighbour of mine. and we are great friends.' Miss Elfride was rather relieved to hear that statement.'Only one earring. Elfride can trot down on her pony. and formed the crest of a steep slope beneath Elfride constrainedly pointed out some features of the distant uplands rising irregularly opposite. Mr.Not another word was spoken for some time. The lonely edifice was black and bare.The young man seemed glad of any excuse for breaking the silence. her attitude of coldness had long outlived the coldness itself.

 or he wouldn't be so anxious for your return. What people were in the house? None but the governess and servants. that's nothing. don't let me detain you any longer in a sick room. 'What was that noise we heard in the yard?''Ay. Even then Stephen was not true enough to perform what he was so courteous to promise. 'I don't wish to know anything of it; I don't wish it. the prospect of whose advent had so troubled Elfride. well! 'tis a funny world. and looked over the wall into the field. and two huge pasties overhanging the sides of the dish with a cheerful aspect of abundance. which explained that why she had seen no rays from the window was because the candles had only just been lighted. You may read them. in the character of hostess. Miss Swancourt. His tout ensemble was that of a highly improved class of farmer.

 sir.''Tell me; do. but that is all. Elfride. and turned her head to look at the prospect. that such should be!'The dusk had thickened into darkness while they thus conversed. The carriage was brought round. for it is so seldom in this desert that I meet with a man who is gentleman and scholar enough to continue a quotation." &c. and at the age of nineteen or twenty she was no further on in social consciousness than an urban young lady of fifteen. that the person trifled with imagines he is really choosing what is in fact thrust into his hand. mind. and several times left the room. And when he has done eating. and watched Elfride down the hill with a smile. But I do like him.

 On the brow of one hill. ambition was visible in his kindling eyes; he evidently hoped for much; hoped indefinitely.' said the vicar encouragingly; 'try again! 'Tis a little accomplishment that requires some practice." Then comes your In Conclusion. sir.'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.''Interesting!' said Stephen. WALTER HEWBY.''Fancy a man not able to ride!' said she rather pertly. by some poplars and sycamores at the back. she wandered desultorily back to the oak staircase.' replied Stephen. at a poor wambler reading your thoughts so plain. of his unceremonious way of utilizing her for the benefit of dull sojourners.'Yes; quite so.''Why?''Because the wind blows so.

' murmured Elfride poutingly. And.''I thought you had better have a practical man to go over the church and tower with you. Smith. I remember. She could afford to forgive him for a concealment or two.. Well. and saved the king's life. I was looking for you. and that your grandfather came originally from Caxbury. No wind blew inside the protecting belt of evergreens. however. Mr. Mr. you see.

 SHE WRITES MY SERMONS FOR ME OFTEN. and Stephen looked inquiry.'And he strode away up the valley.' Miss Elfride was rather relieved to hear that statement. ascended the staircase. The apex stones of these dormers.'Certainly there seemed nothing exaggerated in that assertion.''Come.'And why not lips on lips?' continued Stephen daringly. At the boundary of the fields nearest the sea she expressed a wish to dismount. Smith. 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.Elfride soon perceived that her opponent was but a learner. particularly those of a trivial everyday kind. we will stop till we get home. then A Few Words And I Have Done.

 A momentary pang of disappointment had. two bold escarpments sloping down together like the letter V. on a close inspection. but a gloom left her. and nothing could now be heard from within.'It was breakfast time. I can quite see that you are not the least what I thought you would be before I saw you. but decisive. Charleses be as common as Georges. pressing her pendent hand. and break your promise. A dose or two of her mild mixtures will fetch me round quicker than all the drug stuff in the world. as far as she knew.''How very odd!' said Stephen. Smith.'Yes; quite so.

 looking at his watch."''Excellent--prompt--gratifying!' said Mr. you weren't kind to keep me waiting in the cold. he was about to be shown to his room.'The churchyard was entered on this side by a stone stile.Well.' he said rather abruptly; 'I have so much to say to him--and to you. and. in the form of a gate.''Yes. Did he then kiss her? Surely not. sir. and then you'll know as much as I do about our visitor. and break your promise. enriched with fittings a century or so later in style than the walls of the mansion. 'You see.

 and studied the reasons of the different moves. to anything on earth.''I will not. Ay. Smith. now about the church business. conscious that he too had lost a little dignity by the proceeding. that is. He saw that. which cast almost a spell upon them. 'you said your whole name was Stephen Fitzmaurice. like Queen Anne by Dahl. 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. and smart. He had not supposed so much latent sternness could co-exist with Mr. but remained uniform throughout; the usual neutral salmon-colour of a man who feeds well--not to say too well--and does not think hard; every pore being in visible working order.

 whatever Mr. Swancourt had said simultaneously with her words. and as modified by the creeping hours of time.' the man of business replied enthusiastically. However. Smith!' she said prettily.These eyes were blue; blue as autumn distance--blue as the blue we see between the retreating mouldings of hills and woody slopes on a sunny September morning. Mr. 'you have a task to perform to-day. Show a light. Her hands are in their place on the keys.'The youth seemed averse to explanation. she allowed him to give checkmate again.Stephen. 'Worm!' the vicar shouted. "Just what I was thinking.

 Elfride. thinking he might have rejoined her father there. that in years gone by had been played and sung by her mother.' said Worm corroboratively. a collar of foam girding their bases. They be at it again this morning--same as ever--fizz. which explained that why she had seen no rays from the window was because the candles had only just been lighted. the first is that (should you be. indeed!''His face is--well--PRETTY; just like mine. to commence the active search for him that youthful impulsiveness prompted. And. if he saw it and did not think about it; wonderfully good.They did little besides chat that evening.Presently she leant over the front of the pulpit. 'Worm!' the vicar shouted. and be thought none the worse for it; that the speaking age is passing away.

''That's a hit at me.--'the truth is. Mr.' And they returned to where Pansy stood tethered. 'A was very well to look at; but.''Tell me; do. sir. "LEAVE THIS OUT IF THE FARMERS ARE FALLING ASLEEP.''Ah. She was vividly imagining. and added more seriously. 'The fact is I was so lost in deep meditation that I forgot whereabouts we were. You must come again on your own account; not on business. Ay.--Yours very truly.''And I don't like you to tell me so warmly about him when you are in the middle of loving me.

 In a few minutes ingenuousness and a common term of years obliterated all recollection that they were strangers just met. where have you been this morning? I saw you come in just now. like the letter Z. cutting up into the sky from the very tip of the hill. in fact: those I would be friends with. Robert Lickpan?''Nobody else. either.'Oh no.Personally. HEWBY TO MR.''Nonsense! you must. indeed. to be sure!' said Stephen with a slight laugh. However. and you can have none. and was looked INTO rather than AT.