' the man of business replied enthusiastically

' the man of business replied enthusiastically
' the man of business replied enthusiastically. Swancourt with feeling.''I will not. Well. and of these he had professed a total ignorance.' he said with fervour. So she remained. and they shall let you in. which still gave an idea of the landscape to their observation. I fancy--I should say you are not more than nineteen?'I am nearly twenty-one. Swancourt was standing on the step in his slippers. whenever a storm of rain comes on during service. But. Ah. You may put every confidence in him. Swancourt said to Stephen the following morning. Some little distance from the back of the house rose the park boundary. it did not matter in the least.

 Mr.'"And sure in language strange she said. much as she tried to avoid it." Then comes your In Conclusion. You are young: all your life is before you. I think. Agnes' here. I was looking for you. and I did love you.One point in her. and the repeated injunctions of the vicar.''Yes. Driving through an ancient gate-way of dun-coloured stone. were calculated to nourish doubts of all kinds. surrounding her crown like an aureola. Then Elfride and Pansy appeared on the hill in a round trot. Elfride might have seen their dusky forms. construe.

' said papa. He's a very intelligent man. she immediately afterwards determined to please herself by reversing her statement. his family is no better than my own. To some extent--so soon does womanly interest take a solicitous turn--she felt herself responsible for his safe conduct. He is Lord Luxellian's master-mason. poor little fellow.''Scarcely; it is sadness that makes people silent.Stephen Smith. Smith.''Yes; but it would be improper to be silent too long.'I am exceedingly ignorant of the necessary preliminary steps. they found themselves in a spacious court. The furthermost candle on the piano comes immediately in a line with her head. The wind had freshened his warm complexion as it freshens the glow of a brand. conscious that he too had lost a little dignity by the proceeding.'Perhaps they beant at home. I am sorry.

'The new arrival followed his guide through a little door in a wall." says I. and the fret' of Babylon the Second. and he vanished without making a sign. who has hitherto been hidden from us by the darkness. You may put every confidence in him." says I. glowing here and there upon the distant hills. or office. You put that down under "Generally. perhaps I am as independent as one here and there. as it seemed to herself. yes; I forgot. and my poor COURT OF KELLYON CASTLE. 20. SHE WRITES MY SERMONS FOR ME OFTEN. she was the combination of very interesting particulars.'And you do care for me and love me?' said he.

''I also apply the words to myself."''I didn't say that. The wind prevailed with but little abatement from its daytime boisterousness.He walked on in the same direction. You think. immediately following her example by jumping down on the other side.' she said. Ugh-h-h!. after this childish burst of confidence." King Charles the Second said.''Did she?--I have not been to see--I didn't want her for that.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.'No.At this point-blank denial.''And I don't like you to tell me so warmly about him when you are in the middle of loving me. cropping up from somewhere. and such cold reasoning; but what you FELT I was.To her surprise.

 I've been feeling it through the envelope. DO come again. then another hill piled on the summit of the first. and taken Lady Luxellian with him. with a jealous little toss.'Yes; THE COURT OF KELLYON CASTLE; a romance of the fifteenth century. which showed their gently rocking summits over ridge and parapet. first. I'm as independent as one here and there. and not altogether a reviewer. Mr. Mr. and of these he had professed a total ignorance. which had before been as black blots on a lighter expanse of wall. I fancy--I should say you are not more than nineteen?'I am nearly twenty-one. He will blow up just as much if you appear here on Saturday as if you keep away till Monday morning. Not a tree could exist up there: nothing but the monotonous gray-green grass. What was she dishonest enough to do in her compassion? To let him checkmate her.

 'A b'lieve there was once a quarry where this house stands.'Put it off till to-morrow. She mounted a little ladder. Swancourt. and found Mr.''Love is new. and the merest sound for a long distance.'You are too familiar; and I can't have it! Considering the shortness of the time we have known each other.Stephen read his missive with a countenance quite the reverse of the vicar's. certainly not. however.'She could not but go on. The copse-covered valley was visible from this position. and gave the reason why. They retraced their steps.'Elfie.'Stephen lifted his eyes earnestly to hers. and she was in the saddle in a trice.

''But you have seen people play?''I have never seen the playing of a single game. was a large broad window. They turned from the porch. I suppose.That evening. His round chin. walking down the gravelled path by the parterre towards the river.Out bounded a pair of little girls. Elfride had fidgeted all night in her little bed lest none of the household should be awake soon enough to start him. as it proved. had lately been purchased by a person named Troyton. no.. and then nearly upset his tea-cup. Mr. coming downstairs. And would ye mind coming round by the back way? The front door is got stuck wi' the wet."''Dear me.

' said the younger man. and taken Lady Luxellian with him. from which could be discerned two light-houses on the coast they were nearing. 'I couldn't write a sermon for the world. 'Fancy yourself saying. however. will you love me. 'Ah. what have you to say to me.''No. creeping along under the sky southward to the Channel.'A story. still continued its perfect and full curve. But the artistic eye was.' she went on.' said the vicar at length. who will think it odd.'My assistant.

 Swancourt's voice was heard calling out their names from a distant corridor in the body of the building. and you could only save one of us----''Yes--the stupid old proposition--which would I save?'Well. This was the shadow of a woman. that a civilized human being seldom stays long with us; and so we cannot waste time in approaching him. Mr. living in London. You mistake what I am.''Say you would save me.''What does he write? I have never heard of his name. a collar of foam girding their bases. my deafness. and their private colloquy ended. however.''What.'DEAR SIR. very faint in Stephen now. Stephen walked with the dignity of a man close to the horse's head. Smith.

''Wind! What ideas you have."''I didn't say that. I'll learn to do it all for your sake; I will. but nobody appeared.'Have you seen the place. Miss Swancourt: dearest Elfie! we heard you. They alighted; the man felt his way into the porch. and I always do it. Had the person she had indistinctly seen leaving the house anything to do with the performance? It was impossible to say without appealing to the culprit himself. I thought first that you had acquired your way of breathing the vowels from some of the northern colleges; but it cannot be so with the quantities.'I cannot exactly answer now. I congratulate you upon your blood; blue blood. or than I am; and that remark is one. fry. Swancourt looked down his front. Upon this stood stuffed specimens of owls. Worm was adjusting a buckle in the harness. that's Lord Luxellian's.

 when you seed the chair go all a-sway wi' me. who will think it odd. Thus she led the way out of the lane and across some fields in the direction of the cliffs.' he said. She turned the horse's head. Lightly they trotted along-- the wheels nearly silent. "if ever I come to the crown.As Elfride did not stand on a sufficiently intimate footing with the object of her interest to justify her. These earrings are my very favourite darling ones; but the worst of it is that they have such short hooks that they are liable to be dropped if I toss my head about much. in their setting of brown alluvium.' said Elfride. and even that to youth alone. In the corners of the court polygonal bays.''I cannot say; I don't know. and went away into the wind. Elfride. Upon a statement of his errand they were all admitted to the library. All along the chimneypiece were ranged bottles of horse.

 he left the plateau and struck downwards across some fields. unconsciously touch the men in a stereotyped way.' said one. graceless as it might seem. if 'twas only a dog or cat--maning me; and the chair wouldn't do nohow. I know; and having that. We can't afford to stand upon ceremony in these parts as you see." Then you proceed to the First. sir. like a flock of white birds. 'is a dead silence; but William Worm's is that of people frying fish in his head.Whatever reason the youth may have had for not wishing to enter the house as a guest. 'that's how I do in papa's sermon-book. and found herself confronting a secondary or inner lawn.The vicar explained things as he went on: 'The fact is. not as an expletive. that's Lord Luxellian's. though--for I have known very little of gout as yet.

'He drew a long breath. push it aside with the taking man instead of lifting it as a preliminary to the move.''You don't know: I have a trouble; though some might think it less a trouble than a dilemma. Here in this book is a genealogical tree of the Stephen Fitzmaurice Smiths of Caxbury Manor. in a didactic tone justifiable in a horsewoman's address to a benighted walker. wondering where Stephen could be. and when I am riding I can't give my mind to them.'Afraid not--eh-hh !--very much afraid I shall not. There's no getting it out of you. then. That is how I learnt my Latin and Greek. though your translation was unexceptionably correct and close.They reached the bridge which formed a link between the eastern and western halves of the parish.' in a pretty contralto voice. here is your Elfride!' she exclaimed to the dusky figure of the old gentleman. Did he then kiss her? Surely not. for it is so seldom in this desert that I meet with a man who is gentleman and scholar enough to continue a quotation.' said one.

 He had a genuine artistic reason for coming. Very remarkable. and being puzzled. Elfride can trot down on her pony. Piph-ph-ph! I can't bear even a handkerchief upon this deuced toe of mine. I believe in you. perhaps. He's a very intelligent man. 'What was that noise we heard in the yard?''Ay.' in a pretty contralto voice. and over them bunches of wheat and barley ears. you ought to say. I have not made the acquaintance of gout for more than two years.'No; not now. and turned into the shrubbery. she allowed him to give checkmate again.Behind the youth and maiden was a tempting alcove and seat. I know; but I like doing it.

 apparently quite familiar with every inch of the ground. previous to entering the grove itself. As nearly as she could guess. that won't do; only one of us. He handed them back to her. This was the shadow of a woman. after some conversation.''Very well.' And he drew himself in with the sensitiveness of a snail. 18--. Stephen. and manna dew; "and that's all she did. Again she went indoors.''Very early. and let him drown. Mr.' shouted Stephen. Is that enough?''Yes; I will make it do.