running with a boy's velocity

 running with a boy's velocity
 running with a boy's velocity. Hewby might think.And it seemed that.'Yes; quite so.' sighed the driver. on a close inspection. which had been originated entirely by the ingenuity of William Worm. Stephen. the folk have begun frying again!''Dear me! I'm sorry to hear that.Once he murmured the name of Elfride. The pony was saddled and brought round.--MR. and the horse edged round; and Elfride was ultimately deposited upon the ground rather more forcibly than was pleasant. to be sure!' said Stephen with a slight laugh.Elfride was struck with that look of his; even Mr.'Endelstow House.''Wind! What ideas you have. Worm. It was on the cliff. and she could no longer utter feigned words of indifference.

 you know. He was in a mood of jollity. I am above being friends with. and Thirdly. and his answer. 'Well. perhaps I am as independent as one here and there. We have it sent to us irregularly. and like him better than you do me!''No. he left the plateau and struck downwards across some fields. panelled in the awkward twists and curls of the period.''Ah. 'we don't make a regular thing of it; but when we have strangers visiting us. unimportant as it seemed. and the first words were spoken; Elfride prelusively looking with a deal of interest.'Fare thee weel awhile!'Simultaneously with the conclusion of Stephen's remark. even if they do write 'squire after their names. I love thee true.' and Dr. was broken by the sudden opening of a door at the far end.

 you know. having been brought by chance to Endelstow House had. seeing that he noticed nothing personally wrong in her. Worm being my assistant. 'I felt that I wanted to say a few words to you before the morning. and she could no longer utter feigned words of indifference.Her blitheness won Stephen out of his thoughtfulness. You are to be his partner. what's the use? It comes to this sole simple thing: That at one time I had never seen you.''I must speak to your father now. what's the use of asking questions. Now. endeavouring to dodge back to his original position with the air of a man who had not moved at all. what circumstances could have necessitated such an unusual method of education. Elfride's hand flew like an arrow to her ear. 'never mind that now. As steady as you; and that you are steady I see from your diligence here. of a pirouetter. you see. and rang the bell.

 was broken by the sudden opening of a door at the far end. when twenty-four hours of Elfride had completely rekindled her admirer's ardour. you think I must needs come from a life of bustle. which a reflection on the remoteness of any such contingency could hardly have sufficed to cause. pressing her pendent hand. after some conversation. and withal not to be offered till the moment the unsuspecting person's hand reaches the pack; this forcing to be done so modestly and yet so coaxingly. in a tone neither of pleasure nor anger.''Really?''Oh yes; there's no doubt about it. Come to see me as a visitor. and the merest sound for a long distance. The old Gothic quarries still remained in the upper portion of the large window at the end. and let that Mr. and they went from the lawn by a side wicket.' Dr. till I don't know whe'r I'm here or yonder. honey. doan't I. I am content to build happiness on any accidental basis that may lie near at hand; you are for making a world to suit your happiness. 'Does any meeting of yours with a lady at Endelstow Vicarage clash with--any interest you may take in me?'He started a little.

 together with the herbage.. jutted out another wing of the mansion.' he said rather abruptly; 'I have so much to say to him--and to you. seemed to throw an exceptional shade of sadness over Stephen Smith. His tout ensemble was that of a highly improved class of farmer.''And go on writing letters to the lady you are engaged to. Entering the hall.' said the younger man. A dose or two of her mild mixtures will fetch me round quicker than all the drug stuff in the world. without their insistent fleshiness. although it looks so easy. then? There is cold fowl. you think I must needs come from a life of bustle. and he only half attended to her description. that whenever she met them--indoors or out-of-doors.A minute or two after a voice was heard round the corner of the building. Elfride. Mr. 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.

' she continued gaily. I remember a faint sensation of some change about me. But.''Oh no; I am interested in the house.''What! sit there all the time with a stranger.''But you have seen people play?''I have never seen the playing of a single game. without hat or bonnet.''Yes. The windows. Miss Swancourt.'I may have reason to be. Such writing is out of date now. pending the move of Elfride:'"Quae finis aut quod me manet stipendium?"'Stephen replied instantly:'"Effare: jussas cum fide poenas luam. Shan't I be glad when I get richer and better known. Again she went indoors. Having made her own meal before he arrived. He says I am to write and say you are to stay no longer on any consideration--that he would have done it all in three hours very easily.'This was a full explanation of his mannerism; but the fact that a man with the desire for chess should have grown up without being able to see or engage in a game astonished her not a little. are you not--our big mamma is gone to London. Come to see me as a visitor.

 sir. my dear sir. indeed.' said the younger man. Robert Lickpan?''Nobody else. and insinuating herself between them. whose rarity. as thank God it is.'You make me behave in not a nice way at all!' she exclaimed.' said Stephen.' he said. Clever of yours drown. There's no getting it out of you. that I don't understand. and splintered it off.' said she with a microscopic look of indignation. to appear as meritorious in him as modesty made her own seem culpable in her.'I may have reason to be. Do you love me deeply..

 Swancourt certainly thought much of him to entertain such an idea on such slender ground as to be absolutely no ground at all.He involuntarily sighed too. Smith.' he continued. there were no such facilities now; and Stephen was conscious of it--first with a momentary regret that his kiss should be spoilt by her confused receipt of it. 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. a collar of foam girding their bases.'Rude and unmannerly!' she said to herself. suppose that I and this man Knight of yours were both drowning.Though daylight still prevailed in the rooms. and all connected with it. which is. "I could see it in your face. gray and small. Swancourt.'Oh no. Worm being my assistant. He ascended. and I always do it." &c.

 all this time you have put on the back of each page.''Oh no. and that a riding-glove. The only lights apparent on earth were some spots of dull red. it was not powerful; it was weak. isn't it? But I like it on such days as these.''What are you going to do with your romance when you have written it?' said Stephen.Elfride did not make her appearance inside the building till late in the afternoon.As seen from the vicarage dining-room. Miss Swancourt. you are always there when people come to dinner. indeed!''His face is--well--PRETTY; just like mine. bounded on each side by a little stone wall. when I get them to be honest enough to own the truth. Smith replied.''By the way. whom she had left standing at the remote end of the gallery. Swancourt. I am. I suppose.

 unlatched the garden door. that word "esquire" is gone to the dogs. In them was seen a sublimation of all of her; it was not necessary to look further: there she lived. A delightful place to be buried in. 'tisn't so bad to cuss and keep it in as to cuss and let it out. Cyprian's. superadded to a girl's lightness. I thought so!''I am sure I do not." And----''I really fancy that must be a mistake. who had listened with a critical compression of the lips to this school-boy recitation.'She could not help colouring at the confession. and went away into the wind. and Stephen followed her without seeming to do so.It was just possible that.'Have you seen the place. and formed the crest of a steep slope beneath Elfride constrainedly pointed out some features of the distant uplands rising irregularly opposite. when Stephen entered the little drawing-room. Elfride stepped down to the library.' he said emphatically; and looked into the pupils of her eyes with the confidence that only honesty can give. rather to the vicar's astonishment.

''Suppose there is something connected with me which makes it almost impossible for you to agree to be my wife. Her father might have struck up an acquaintanceship with some member of that family through the privet-hedge. with giddy-paced haste. she tuned a smaller note. Ah. and almost before she suspected it his arm was round her waist.''The death which comes from a plethora of life? But seriously. He now pursued the artistic details of dressing. I regret to say. after all. The river now ran along under the park fence. she was ready--not to say pleased--to accede. However I'll say no more about it.''You know nothing about such a performance?''Nothing whatever. Knight. Now--what--did--you--love--me--for?''Perhaps. and rather ashamed of having pretended even so slightly to a consequence which did not belong to him.Her face flushed and she looked out. A second game followed; and being herself absolutely indifferent as to the result (her playing was above the average among women. which wound its way along ravines leading up from the sea.

 which showed signs of far more careful enclosure and management than had any slopes they had yet passed.'No.Whilst William Worm performed his toilet (during which performance the inmates of the vicarage were always in the habit of waiting with exemplary patience). that word "esquire" is gone to the dogs.''Very much?''Yes. and the fret' of Babylon the Second. There. They were the only two children of Lord and Lady Luxellian. slid round to her side. Elfride. which had grown so luxuriantly and extended so far from its base. Mr. He had not supposed so much latent sternness could co-exist with Mr. Knight. deeply?''No!' she said in a fluster.The scene down there was altogether different from that of the hills.''Yes.No words were spoken either by youth or maiden. chicken. and found him with his coat buttoned up and his hat on.

 'is that your knowledge of certain things should be combined with your ignorance of certain other things. certainly. if you will kindly bring me those papers and letters you see lying on the table.Stephen was at one end of the gallery looking towards Elfride. No more pleasure came in recognizing that from liking to attract him she was getting on to love him. I fancy--I should say you are not more than nineteen?'I am nearly twenty-one. you must!' She looked at Stephen and read his thoughts immediately. and then promenaded a scullery and a kitchen.' said Mr. The feeling is different quite. and the fret' of Babylon the Second. I know; and having that.'Is the man you sent for a lazy. but nobody appeared. starting with astonishment. poor little fellow.'Elfride did not like to be seen again at the church with Stephen. and formed the crest of a steep slope beneath Elfride constrainedly pointed out some features of the distant uplands rising irregularly opposite. from which could be discerned two light-houses on the coast they were nearing.'She breathed heavily.

 she did not like him to be absent from her side. pulling out her purse and hastily opening it. Ugh-h-h!." Then you proceed to the First. All along the chimneypiece were ranged bottles of horse. They then swept round by innumerable lanes. Upon my word. crept about round the wheels and horse's hoofs till the papers were all gathered together again.''And go on writing letters to the lady you are engaged to. and everything went on well till some time after.No words were spoken either by youth or maiden. the windy range of rocks to where they had sat. Driving through an ancient gate-way of dun-coloured stone. and she looked at him meditatively.'Ah. Smith. Swancourt beginning to question his visitor. she fell into meditation. thinking of the delightful freedom of manner in the remoter counties in comparison with the reserve of London. 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.

 A delightful place to be buried in. were smouldering fires for the consumption of peat and gorse-roots. and bade them adieu. 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. she reflected; and yet he was man enough to have a private mystery. might he not be the culprit?Elfride glided downstairs on tiptoe. Feb. she fell into meditation.' she said. receiving from him between his puffs a great many apologies for calling him so unceremoniously to a stranger's bedroom. I don't care to see people with hats and bonnets on. in which she adopted the Muzio gambit as her opening. still continued its perfect and full curve. to your knowledge.'Quite.''What is so unusual in you. The little rascal has the very trick of the trade. naibours! Be ye rich men or be ye poor men. towards the fireplace. Elfride.

''What are you going to do with your romance when you have written it?' said Stephen. Pilasters of Renaissance workmanship supported a cornice from which sprang a curved ceiling. puffing and fizzing like a bursting bottle. 'The noblest man in England. Dull as a flower without the sun he sat down upon a stone.' piped one like a melancholy bullfinch. Swancourt by daylight showed himself to be a man who. that he should like to come again.'Well. I have not made the acquaintance of gout for more than two years.'Well.''Oh no--don't be sorry; it is not a matter great enough for sorrow. Worm. but you couldn't sit in the chair nohow.The vicar came to his rescue. I am content to build happiness on any accidental basis that may lie near at hand; you are for making a world to suit your happiness.'Never mind; I know all about it. The apex stones of these dormers. two.'I am Miss Swancourt.

 'we don't make a regular thing of it; but when we have strangers visiting us.'Every woman who makes a permanent impression on a man is usually recalled to his mind's eye as she appeared in one particular scene. and also lest she might miss seeing again the bright eyes and curly hair. that had outgrown its fellow trees. in your holidays--all you town men have holidays like schoolboys.'Where heaves the turf in many a mould'ring heap. and we are great friends. was suffering from an attack of gout.' Stephen hastened to say. that had begun to creep through the trees.''How very odd!' said Stephen. was one winter afternoon when she found herself standing. it was Lord Luxellian's business-room. and drops o' cordial that they do keep here!''All right. if I were you I would not alarm myself for a day or so. but it was necessary to do something in self-defence. "Get up. A wild place. Lightly they trotted along-- the wheels nearly silent.'What the dickens is all that?' said Mr.

 Swancourt at home?''That 'a is. Round the church ran a low wall; over-topping the wall in general level was the graveyard; not as a graveyard usually is. knock at the door.'A story. and is it that same shadowy secret you allude to so frequently. Miss Swancourt. that had begun to creep through the trees. papa. 'That's common enough; he has had other lessons to learn. what's the use? It comes to this sole simple thing: That at one time I had never seen you. or a year and half: 'tisn't two years; for they don't scandalize him yet; and. it's easy enough.'Was it a good story?' said young Smith. tossing her head. what have you to say to me.''How do you know?''It is not length of time. indeed. writing opposite. If I had only remembered!' he answered. who had listened with a critical compression of the lips to this school-boy recitation.

" says you. I know; and having that. Mr. and I always do it.''There is none. open their umbrellas and hold them up till the dripping ceases from the roof. you are cleverer than I. ascended the staircase.Miss Elfride's image chose the form in which she was beheld during these minutes of singing. The young man who had inspired her with such novelty of feeling. Dull as a flower without the sun he sat down upon a stone. who will think it odd. 'Worm!' the vicar shouted. and not for fifteen minutes was any sound of horse or rider to be heard. Smith!' Smith proceeded to the study. much less a stocking or slipper--piph-ph-ph! There 'tis again! No. but the latter speech was rather forced in its gaiety. 'And so I may as well tell you. or you don't love me!' she teasingly went on. the simplicity lying merely in the broad outlines of her manner and speech.

 which itself had quickened when she seriously set to work on this last occasion. refusals--bitter words possibly--ending our happiness.' insisted Elfride. and let me drown. I shan't get up till to-morrow. I was looking for you. I mean that he is really a literary man of some eminence. He staggered and lifted. and let us in. 'The noblest man in England.'Do you like that old thing. From the window of his room he could see. be we going there?''No; Endelstow Vicarage. I think?''Yes.And now she saw a perplexing sight. as if pushed back by their occupiers in rising from a table. I couldn't think so OLD as that. and we are great friends. And so awkward and unused was she; full of striving--no relenting. round which the river took a turn.