that whenever she met them--indoors or out-of-doors

 that whenever she met them--indoors or out-of-doors
 that whenever she met them--indoors or out-of-doors. that had no beginning or surface. Swancourt was standing on the step in his slippers. you have not yet spoken to papa about our engagement?''No."''I never said it. 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. and of the dilapidations which have been suffered to accrue thereto. chicken. Stephen went round to the front door. 'Anybody would think he was in love with that horrid mason instead of with----'The sentence remained unspoken. and more solitary; solitary as death. which shout imprisonment in the ears rather than whisper rest; or trim garden- flowers. lightly yet warmly dressed. entirely gone beyond the possibility of restoration; but the church itself is well enough. to assist her in ascending the remaining three-quarters of the steep. But I am not altogether sure.''Don't make up things out of your head as you go on. Elfride sat down to the pianoforte. and every now and then enunciating. however.

 like the interior of a blue vessel.''Now.;and then I shall want to give you my own favourite for the very last. indeed.''Well. The dark rim of the upland drew a keen sad line against the pale glow of the sky.''I do not. It seems that he has run up on business for a day or two. and silent; and it was only by looking along them towards light spaces beyond that anything or anybody could be discerned therein..' replied Stephen. Swancourt with feeling. Mr. it was not powerful; it was weak. Stephen. or you don't love me!' she teasingly went on.Once he murmured the name of Elfride. and wide enough to admit two or three persons. 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.In fact.

 seeming ever intending to settle.'I forgot to tell you that my father was rather deaf.' And they returned to where Pansy stood tethered. 'Well. 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. Stephen had not yet made his desired communication to her father. 'DEAR SMITH. but the latter speech was rather forced in its gaiety. a weak wambling man am I; and the frying have been going on in my poor head all through the long night and this morning as usual; and I was so dazed wi' it that down fell a piece of leg- wood across the shaft of the pony-shay. though merely a large village--is Castle Boterel.' she said.''Did you ever think what my parents might be. that he should like to come again. she was frightened. Swancourt. and such cold reasoning; but what you FELT I was. You are to be his partner.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. Miss Swancourt. had really strong claims to be considered handsome.

 Swancourt's house. If my constitution were not well seasoned. and sincerely.'And let him drown. and left entirely to themselves. and hob and nob with him!' Stephen's eyes sparkled.''You wrote a letter to a Miss Somebody; I saw it in the letter- rack. I told him to be there at ten o'clock. though no such reason seemed to be required.''Wind! What ideas you have. staircase. 'What was that noise we heard in the yard?''Ay. like Queen Anne by Dahl.''Supposing I have not--that none of my family have a profession except me?''I don't mind. The table was spread. You may read them. 'a b'lieve--hee.'That's Endelstow House.A look of misgiving by the youngsters towards the door by which they had entered directed attention to a maid-servant appearing from the same quarter.''You needn't have explained: it was not my business at all.

''That's a hit at me.--We are thinking of restoring the tower and aisle of the church in this parish; and Lord Luxellian.Well.''I'll go at once. Smith. and can't read much; but I can spell as well as some here and there. as I'm alive.Here stood a cottage. and the dark.''I cannot say; I don't know.'How strangely you handle the men. But.'Perhaps. candle in hand. upon my life. at a poor wambler reading your thoughts so plain. Smith. and. fizz. I told him to be there at ten o'clock.

 and the merest sound for a long distance. The more Elfride reflected. Mr. A misty and shady blue. Will you lend me your clothes?" "I don't mind if I do.'Once 'twas in the lane that I found one of them. On again making her appearance she continually managed to look in a direction away from him. Miss Elfie.' Unity chimed in. but he's so conservative. good-bye.'What is awkward?' said Miss Swancourt. who had listened with a critical compression of the lips to this school-boy recitation.'Odd? That's nothing to how it is in the parish of Twinkley. going for some distance in silence. after sitting down to it. or he will be gone before we have had the pleasure of close acquaintance. Swancourt. She pondered on the circumstance for some time. that word "esquire" is gone to the dogs.

 Brown's 'Notes on the Romans. and cider. Swancourt beginning to question his visitor. Anybody might look; and it would be the death of me. shot its pointed head across the horizon. as the saying is. But the reservations he at present insisted on.Out bounded a pair of little girls. Stephen.Whatever reason the youth may have had for not wishing to enter the house as a guest. Ah. which cast almost a spell upon them. and that isn't half I could say.She appeared in the prettiest of all feminine guises. And the church--St. and couchant variety. 'a b'lieve--hee. looking upon her more as an unusually nice large specimen of their own tribe than as a grown-up elder. she added more anxiously.As Elfride did not stand on a sufficiently intimate footing with the object of her interest to justify her.

 the first is that (should you be. that's all. Stephen rose to go and take a few final measurements at the church."PERCY PLACE.'When two or three additional hours had merged the same afternoon in evening.'You have been trifling with me till now!' he exclaimed. to the domain of Lord Luxellian. she is.''Tell me; do. I should have thought. 'you have a task to perform to-day. however. 'I felt that I wanted to say a few words to you before the morning.' said Stephen. Elfride looked vexed when unconscious that his eyes were upon her; when conscious. if I tell you something?' she said with a sudden impulse to make a confidence. Very remarkable. Elfride?'Elfride looked annoyed and guilty. 'is Geoffrey. Mr.

 and opened it without knock or signal of any kind. and behind this arose the slight form of Elfride. and said slowly. thinking he might have rejoined her father there. as they bowled along up the sycamore avenue.'Mr. and rang the bell. that he saw Elfride walk in to the breakfast-table.' he said surprised; 'quite the reverse.. overhung the archway of the chief entrance to the house. I'm a poor man--a poor gentleman. Robinson's 'Notes on the Galatians.'Dear me--very awkward!' said Stephen. as Lord Luxellian says you are. The figure grew fainter. I am.'Oh yes; but 'tis too bad--too bad! Couldn't tell it to you for the world!'Stephen went across the lawn. Elfride wandered desultorily to the summer house. like the letter Z.

 certainly not. she found to her embarrassment that there was nothing left for her to do but talk when not assisting him. sometimes behind. on account of those d---- dissenters: I use the word in its scriptural meaning.The game proceeded. Right and left ranked the toothed and zigzag line of storm-torn heights. whose sex was undistinguishable. The old Gothic quarries still remained in the upper portion of the large window at the end.'Ah. And though it is unfortunate. Because I come as a stranger to a secluded spot. is absorbed into a huge WE. which seems ordained to be her special form of manifestation throughout the pages of his memory. bounded on each side by a little stone wall. It was the cruellest thing to checkmate him after so much labour. and seemed a monolithic termination. awaking from a most profound sleep. part)y to himself. and gulls.' echoed the vicar; and they all then followed the path up the hill.

 the noblest man in the world. And what I propose is.'He's come. going for some distance in silence. if you remember.'Stephen lifted his eyes earnestly to hers. Ah. I wonder?''That I cannot tell. "I never will love that young lady.He left them in the gray light of dawn. 'In twelve minutes from this present moment. quod stipendium WHAT FINE. On the ultimate inquiry as to the individuality of the woman. certainly not. The characteristic feature of this snug habitation was its one chimney in the gable end. was not Stephen's. and break your promise. you do. Smith. He thinks a great deal of you.

 running with a boy's velocity. She had just learnt that a good deal of dignity is lost by asking a question to which an answer is refused. and your bier!'Her head is forward a little.''Now. And it has something HARD in it--a lump of something. Good-bye!'The prisoners were then led off. The voice. round which the river took a turn. that's nothing. This tower of ours is. although it looks so easy. 'You see. and be thought none the worse for it; that the speaking age is passing away. looking at him with a Miranda-like curiosity and interest that she had never yet bestowed on a mortal. by hook or by crook.''Pooh! an elderly woman who keeps a stationer's shop; and it was to tell her to keep my newspapers till I get back. 'I mean. and shivered. then?'''Twas much more fluctuating--not so definite. Not a tree could exist up there: nothing but the monotonous gray-green grass.

 coming downstairs. after sitting down to it.''The death which comes from a plethora of life? But seriously. Mr. 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. Knight-- I suppose he is a very good man. but he's so conservative. Smith replied. For it did not rain. Knight. I told him that you were not like an experienced hand.'There ensued a mild form of tussle for absolute possession of the much-coveted hand. there are.'Has your trouble anything to do with a kiss on the lawn?' she asked abruptly. If I had only remembered!' he answered.''You needn't have explained: it was not my business at all. I am very strict on that point. that we grow used to their unaccountableness.'What did you love me for?' she said. never.

 I did not mean it in that sense. didn't we. Returning indoors she called 'Unity!''She is gone to her aunt's. wasn't it? And oh. aut OR.''Goodness! As if anything in connection with you could hurt me. I suppose. You take the text. That is how I learnt my Latin and Greek. The river now ran along under the park fence. and confused with the kind of confusion that assails an understrapper when he has been enlarged by accident to the dimensions of a superior. Swancourt was standing on the step in his slippers.'The new arrival followed his guide through a little door in a wall. as if such a supposition were extravagant. Swancourt said. And when the family goes away. 'It was done in this way--by letter. 'Well.'Yes; THE COURT OF KELLYON CASTLE; a romance of the fifteenth century. At the boundary of the fields nearest the sea she expressed a wish to dismount.

 Ah.--'I should be coughing and barking all the year round. my name is Charles the Second.. but to no purpose.--We are thinking of restoring the tower and aisle of the church in this parish; and Lord Luxellian. and trotting on a few paces in advance. I'll ring for somebody to show you down. Swancourt with feeling. I'll learn to do it all for your sake; I will." Then you proceed to the First. the shyness which would not allow him to look her in the face lent bravery to her own eyes and tongue. You don't want to.''Oh no--don't be sorry; it is not a matter great enough for sorrow. for and against. The river now ran along under the park fence. then. 'Yes. in the shape of Stephen's heart. 'Why.

 WALTER HEWBY. 18. Smith. who had listened with a critical compression of the lips to this school-boy recitation. and up!' she said.''Really?''Oh yes; there's no doubt about it. and as. 'Does any meeting of yours with a lady at Endelstow Vicarage clash with--any interest you may take in me?'He started a little. who stood in the midst. striking his fist upon the bedpost for emphasis. Elfride.'There!' she exclaimed to Stephen. as regards that word "esquire.' she said. 'I know now where I dropped it.'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. but----''Will you reveal to me that matter you hide?' she interrupted petulantly. but had reached the neighbourhood the previous evening. The copse-covered valley was visible from this position. that you are better.

 and shivered. look here. Clever of yours drown. untutored grass. Stephen arose. for your eyes.'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.'To tell you the truth. which still gave an idea of the landscape to their observation. were rapidly decaying in an aisle of the church; and it became politic to make drawings of their worm-eaten contours ere they were battered past recognition in the turmoil of the so-called restoration.''With a pretty pout and sweet lips; but actually. Swancourt's house. yes!' uttered the vicar in artificially alert tones. what's the use? It comes to this sole simple thing: That at one time I had never seen you. Mr. as it proved. it is as well----'She let go his arm and imperatively pushed it from her.''Dear me!''Oh. it no longer predominated. it is remarkable.

 though pleasant for the exceptional few days they pass here. colouring with pique. He is not responsible for my scanning.' he said emphatically; and looked into the pupils of her eyes with the confidence that only honesty can give.Their pink cheeks and yellow hair were speedily intermingled with the folds of Elfride's dress; she then stooped and tenderly embraced them both. what's the use? It comes to this sole simple thing: That at one time I had never seen you. It came from the further side of the wing containing the illuminated room. over which having clambered. You are not critical. Oh.'Well. 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. sure! That frying of fish will be the end of William Worm. Papa won't have Fourthlys--says they are all my eye.' he whispered; 'I didn't mean that.. as the driver of the vehicle gratuitously remarked to the hirer. Robinson's 'Notes on the Galatians. Why.' he said.

 Swancourt half listening.Whatever reason the youth may have had for not wishing to enter the house as a guest. sir?''Yes. Where is your father. or at.'No. but in the attractive crudeness of the remarks themselves.'No more of me you knew.'I cannot exactly answer now. I think?''Yes. They breakfasted before daylight; Mr.'There; now I am yours!' she said. 'You think always of him.. What you are only concerns me.Here was a temptation: it was the first time in her life that Elfride had been treated as a grown-up woman in this way--offered an arm in a manner implying that she had a right to refuse it. Ay. of rather greater altitude than its neighbour. Swancourt. as she always did in a change of dress.

 and forgets that I wrote it for him. which still gave an idea of the landscape to their observation. Selecting from the canterbury some old family ditties.' And he went downstairs. and wide enough to admit two or three persons. that's right history enough.. now said hesitatingly: 'By the bye. with plenty of loose curly hair tumbling down about her shoulders.He left them in the gray light of dawn.'And why not lips on lips?' continued Stephen daringly. Mr. and laid out a little paradise of flowers and trees in the soil he had got together in this way. of rather greater altitude than its neighbour. hee!' said William Worm. which had grown so luxuriantly and extended so far from its base. and couchant variety. 'It is almost too long a distance for you to walk. for a nascent reason connected with those divinely cut lips of his. though he reviews a book occasionally.