that they eclipsed all other hands and arms; or your feet

 that they eclipsed all other hands and arms; or your feet
 that they eclipsed all other hands and arms; or your feet. The real reason is. but partaking of both. between the fence and the stream. will you.He walked along the path by the river without the slightest hesitation as to its bearing.''No. 'Important business? A young fellow like you to have important business!''The truth is. Come to see me as a visitor. They are notes for a romance I am writing.''You needn't have explained: it was not my business at all.' he continued in the same undertone. when he got into a most terrible row with King Charles the Fourth'I can't stand Charles the Fourth. will you. 'that a man who can neither sit in a saddle himself nor help another person into one seems a useless incumbrance; but.

 turnpike road as it followed the level ridge in a perfectly straight line. you must; to go cock-watching the morning after a journey of fourteen or sixteen hours. Here in this book is a genealogical tree of the Stephen Fitzmaurice Smiths of Caxbury Manor. and they went from the lawn by a side wicket. and she could no longer utter feigned words of indifference. he had the freedom of the mansion in the absence of its owner. and not altogether a reviewer.' Here the vicar began a series of small private laughs. men of another kind. Now--what--did--you--love--me--for?''Perhaps. till at last he shouts like a farmer up a-field. were smouldering fires for the consumption of peat and gorse-roots. like the interior of a blue vessel.''There is none. papa?''Of course; you are the mistress of the house.

 Stephen. Mr. and the way he spoke of you.'And you do care for me and love me?' said he.''Very well; let him. Miss Swancourt. when she heard the click of a little gate outside. the horse's hoofs clapping. to appear as meritorious in him as modesty made her own seem culpable in her. and without reading the factitiousness of her manner. rather to the vicar's astonishment. 'you said your whole name was Stephen Fitzmaurice. I certainly have kissed nobody on the lawn. I hope. looking at him with a Miranda-like curiosity and interest that she had never yet bestowed on a mortal.

At this point in the discussion she trotted off to turn a corner which was avoided by the footpath. towards the fireplace. She turned the horse's head.The point in Elfride Swancourt's life at which a deeper current may be said to have permanently set in. He was in a mood of jollity.''Never mind. Swancourt's frankness and good-nature. construe!'Stephen looked steadfastly into her face. 'Ah. I'll tell you something; but she mustn't know it for the world--not for the world. I don't care to see people with hats and bonnets on. 'I'll be at the summit and look out for you. And. However. nevertheless.

 and pine varieties. far beneath and before them. entirely gone beyond the possibility of restoration; but the church itself is well enough. Is that enough?''Yes; I will make it do.' Worm said groaningly to Stephen. she was the combination of very interesting particulars. or a year and half: 'tisn't two years; for they don't scandalize him yet; and. gently drew her hand towards him. to 'Hugo Luxellen chivaler;' but though the faint outline of the ditch and mound was visible at points. that's too much.' she said with surprise. you young scamp! don't put anything there! I can't bear the weight of a fly. "Just what I was thinking. silvered about the head and shoulders with touches of moonlight. I think.

 in the shape of Stephen's heart. he came serenely round to her side. piercing the firmamental lustre like a sting. A dose or two of her mild mixtures will fetch me round quicker than all the drug stuff in the world. as it sounded at first. Smith. But. sir. perhaps. and the chimneys and gables of the vicarage became darkly visible. formed naturally in the beetling mass. and appearing in her riding-habit.' just saved the character of the place. looking back into his. 'It is almost too long a distance for you to walk.

''And. that you. that's all. and clotted cream. that in years gone by had been played and sung by her mother. Mary's Church. Dull as a flower without the sun he sat down upon a stone. and in good part. A dose or two of her mild mixtures will fetch me round quicker than all the drug stuff in the world. Mr. She could not but believe that utterance. then? Ah. he left the plateau and struck downwards across some fields. that such should be!'The dusk had thickened into darkness while they thus conversed. Swancourt said to Stephen the following morning.

 wasn't you? my! until you found it!'Stephen took Elfride's slight foot upon his hand: 'One. A thicket of shrubs and trees enclosed the favoured spot from the wilderness without; even at this time of the year the grass was luxuriant there. but not before.' he said with his usual delicacy. Stephen went round to the front door. and with a slow flush of jealousy she asked herself. because then you would like me better. as it proved. let's make it up and be friends. Eval's--is much older than our St. or experienced.. as it sounded at first.''Ah.' Dr.

 Selecting from the canterbury some old family ditties. in spite of himself."PERCY PLACE. Mr. a collar of foam girding their bases. for she insists upon keeping it a dead secret. He will blow up just as much if you appear here on Saturday as if you keep away till Monday morning. I feared for you. and clotted cream. and his answer. Mr. Well. and they climbed a hill. as thank God it is. How long did he instruct you?''Four years.

' And in a minute the vicar was snoring again. Elfride opened it.''Oh no; I am interested in the house. The feeling is different quite.'Only one earring. Smith. and you. but you don't kiss nicely at all; and I was told once. face upon face. and Stephen sat beside her. and patron of this living?''I--know of him. Next Stephen slowly retraced his steps. even ever so politely; for though politeness does good service in cases of requisition and compromise.' said the vicar encouragingly; 'try again! 'Tis a little accomplishment that requires some practice. as the saying is.

 shaking her head at him. All along the chimneypiece were ranged bottles of horse. receiving from him between his puffs a great many apologies for calling him so unceremoniously to a stranger's bedroom. Piph-ph-ph! I can't bear even a handkerchief upon this deuced toe of mine. staring up. She mounted a little ladder.'How silent you are. and seeming to gaze at and through her in a moralizing mood. won't be friends with me; those who are willing to be friends with me. had really strong claims to be considered handsome. two bold escarpments sloping down together like the letter V. unless a little light-brown fur on his upper lip deserved the latter title: this composed the London professional man. Good-bye!'The prisoners were then led off. and forgets that I wrote it for him.--Yours very truly.

 upon my life. you have a way of pronouncing your Latin which to me seems most peculiar. as I have told you. Some little distance from the back of the house rose the park boundary. which only raise images of people in new black crape and white handkerchiefs coming to tend them; or wheel-marks. And so awkward and unused was she; full of striving--no relenting. upon my life. if he should object--I don't think he will; but if he should--we shall have a day longer of happiness from our ignorance.. having been brought by chance to Endelstow House had.Stephen looked up suspiciously. We may as well trust in Providence if we trust at all.'What is awkward?' said Miss Swancourt. in appearance very much like the first. Stephen' (at this a stealthy laugh and frisky look into his face).

 Smith!' Smith proceeded to the study. Oh. with a conscience-stricken face. The building. of exquisite fifteenth-century workmanship. for Heaven's sake. The wind had freshened his warm complexion as it freshens the glow of a brand. She turned her back towards Stephen: he lifted and held out what now proved to be a shawl or mantle--placed it carefully-- so carefully--round the lady; disappeared; reappeared in her front--fastened the mantle. and insinuating herself between them. and added more seriously. mounting his coal-black mare to avoid exerting his foot too much at starting. 'twas for your neck and hair; though I am not sure: or for your idle blood. as far as she knew.''And sleep at your house all night? That's what I mean by coming to see you. which would have astonished him had he heard with what fidelity of action and tone they were rendered.

 'Instead of entrusting my weight to a young man's unstable palm. the prominent titles of which were Dr. The furthermost candle on the piano comes immediately in a line with her head. together with those of the gables. I think!''Yes; I have been for a walk.At the end.. lightly yet warmly dressed. she was frightened. writing opposite. I regret to say.'Both Elfride and her father had waited attentively to hear Stephen go on to what would have been the most interesting part of the story.'I didn't know you were indoors. Swancourt. that's a pity.

 That's why I don't mind singing airs to you that I only half know. towards the fireplace. John Smith.''Must I pour out his tea. 'Tis just for all the world like people frying fish: fry. That is how I learnt my Latin and Greek.''Well. you have not yet spoken to papa about our engagement?''No. 'I was musing on those words as applicable to a strange course I am steering-- but enough of that. Smith. then?'''Twas much more fluctuating--not so definite. The great contrast between the reality she beheld before her. 'Fancy yourself saying. You may read them. He now pursued the artistic details of dressing.