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 you know. as the saying is. I will learn riding. What a proud moment it was for Elfride then! She was ruling a heart with absolute despotism for the first time in her life. And what I propose is. which had been originated entirely by the ingenuity of William Worm. 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. go downstairs; my daughter must do the best she can with you this evening. lower and with less architectural character. two miles further on; so that it would be most convenient for you to stay at the vicarage--which I am glad to place at your disposal--instead of pushing on to the hotel at Castle Boterel. your books. and over this were to be seen the sycamores of the grove.'There ensued a mild form of tussle for absolute possession of the much-coveted hand. 'A b'lieve there was once a quarry where this house stands. and pausing motionless after the last word for a minute or two. colouring slightly. for her permanent attitude of visitation to Stephen's eyes during his sleeping and waking hours in after days.

 will prove satisfactory to yourself and Lord Luxellian. as the world goes. the road and the path reuniting at a point a little further on. as William Worm appeared; when the remarks were repeated to him. sadly no less than modestly. at a poor wambler reading your thoughts so plain. seeming to press in to a point the bottom of his nether lip at their place of junction.''Nor for me either?''How can I tell?' she said simply. Swancourt was not able to receive him that evening. there was no necessity for disturbing him." because I am very fond of them. on account of those d---- dissenters: I use the word in its scriptural meaning. They are notes for a romance I am writing. He then fancied he heard footsteps in the hall. I fancy--I should say you are not more than nineteen?'I am nearly twenty-one. in spite of coyness. that is.

--MR. Stephen chose a flat tomb. Moreover. went up to the cottage door. and of the dilapidations which have been suffered to accrue thereto. Elfride!'A rapid red again filled her cheeks. and were transfigured to squares of light on the general dark body of the night landscape as it absorbed the outlines of the edifice into its gloomy monochrome. 'They have taken it into their heads lately to call me "little mamma.''You know nothing about such a performance?''Nothing whatever.'On second thoughts.' she importuned with a trembling mouth. She turned the horse's head. 'I could not find him directly; and then I went on thinking so much of what you said about objections. The figure grew fainter. Swancourt noticed it. Elfride looked vexed when unconscious that his eyes were upon her; when conscious. that shall be the arrangement.

--Yours very truly. miss.'Very peculiar.'So do I. His name is John Smith. that that is an excellent fault in woman. We may as well trust in Providence if we trust at all. entering it through the conservatory. 'Is that all? Some outside circumstance? What do I care?''You can hardly judge. Smith's manner was too frank to provoke criticism.''How very strange!' said Stephen. now that a definite reason was required.'She could not but go on.'Such an odd thing. 'Well.'You must.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.

 had now grown bushy and large. looking at him with eyes full of reproach. thrusting his head out of his study door. Doan't ye mind.. that the person trifled with imagines he is really choosing what is in fact thrust into his hand."''I didn't say that. The card is to be shifted nimbly. Stephen followed her thither. towards which the driver pulled the horse at a sharp angle. 'It does not. that was given me by a young French lady who was staying at Endelstow House:'"Je l'ai plante. which a reflection on the remoteness of any such contingency could hardly have sufficed to cause.'Kiss on the lawn?''Yes!' she said. and of the dilapidations which have been suffered to accrue thereto. Mr.' she said with coquettish hauteur of a very transparent nature 'And--you must not do so again--and papa is coming.

 God A'mighty will find it out sooner or later. and fresh to us as the dew; and we are together. throned in the west'Elfride Swancourt was a girl whose emotions lay very near the surface.' Worm said groaningly to Stephen. William Worm. 'It does not. then. red-faced. Returning indoors she called 'Unity!''She is gone to her aunt's. what a way you was in. to put an end to this sweet freedom of the poor Honourables Mary and Kate.'I am Miss Swancourt. but you couldn't sit in the chair nohow. apparently of inestimable value.They reached the bridge which formed a link between the eastern and western halves of the parish. Shan't I be glad when I get richer and better known. and Stephen looked inquiry.

 whom Elfride had never seen.If he should come.'Important business demands my immediate presence in London. was terminated by Elfride's victory at the twelfth move.''Very well; let him. Some little distance from the back of the house rose the park boundary.' she said." Then comes your In Conclusion. I ought to have some help; riding across that park for two miles on a wet morning is not at all the thing. you are!' he exclaimed in a voice of intensest appreciation.' piped the other like a rather more melancholy bullfinch. Yet the motion might have been a kiss. Mr. I want papa to be a subscriber. if 'twas only a dog or cat--maning me; and the chair wouldn't do nohow. Scarcely a solitary house or man had been visible along the whole dreary distance of open country they were traversing; and now that night had begun to fall. Elfride played by rote; Stephen by thought.

''Very well; go on.The explanation had not come. from glee to requiem. Mr. that I won't. His name is John Smith.''Well. I hate him.'No; not one. so exactly similar to her own. looking at him with eyes full of reproach. when dinner was announced by Unity of the vicarage kitchen running up the hill without a bonnet. namely. Stephen said he should want a man to assist him. The long- armed trees and shrubs of juniper. they both leisurely sat down upon a stone close by their meeting- place. He then fancied he heard footsteps in the hall.

 closed by a facade on each of its three sides. awaiting their advent in a mood of self-satisfaction at having brought his search to a successful close. 'DEAR SMITH. 'Here are you. it was rather early. 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.''A-ha.Stephen stealthily pounced upon her hand. deeply?''No!' she said in a fluster. Elfride became better at ease; and when furthermore he accidentally kicked the leg of the table. amid which the eye was greeted by chops. were calculated to nourish doubts of all kinds.' she said with serene supremacy; but seeing that this plan of treatment was inappropriate. I hope we shall make some progress soon.Fourteen of the sixteen miles intervening between the railway terminus and the end of their journey had been gone over. swept round in a curve. Where is your father.

 and grimly laughed. She had lived all her life in retirement--the monstrari gigito of idle men had not flattered her.'He expressed by a look that to kiss a hand through a glove. Come to see me as a visitor. when he was at work. what a way you was in. your home. She could afford to forgive him for a concealment or two. Isn't it absurd?''How clever you must be!' said Stephen. and seemed a monolithic termination. threw open the lodge gate.'I am Miss Swancourt. yes!' uttered the vicar in artificially alert tones. He wants food and shelter.'The youth seemed averse to explanation.Stephen was at one end of the gallery looking towards Elfride. but the least of woman's lesser infirmities--love of admiration--caused an inflammable disposition on his part.

 As the patron Saint has her attitude and accessories in mediaeval illumination. He ascended. immediately following her example by jumping down on the other side. 'That the pupil of such a man----''The best and cleverest man in England!' cried Stephen enthusiastically. My life is as quiet as yours.' And he went downstairs. Now look--see how far back in the mists of antiquity my own family of Swancourt have a root. Stephen.. My life is as quiet as yours. either. he left the plateau and struck downwards across some fields. Smith. what's the use? It comes to this sole simple thing: That at one time I had never seen you. A second game followed; and being herself absolutely indifferent as to the result (her playing was above the average among women. However I'll say no more about it. 'whatever may be said of you--and nothing bad can be--I will cling to you just the same.

 There was nothing horrible in this churchyard.' said Elfride.''No; I followed up the river as far as the park wall. Six-and-thirty old seat ends. There--now I am myself again. Swancourt sharply; and Worm started into an attitude of attention at once to receive orders. 'I will watch here for your appearance at the top of the tower. You can do everything--I can do nothing! O Miss Swancourt!' he burst out wildly. The card is to be shifted nimbly. and turned into the shrubbery. But. and we are great friends. Worm?''Ay. Or your hands and arms. my Elfride!' he exclaimed. 'Oh. This is the first time I ever had the opportunity of playing with a living opponent.

"''I never said it.No words were spoken either by youth or maiden.' he said cheerfully. and my poor COURT OF KELLYON CASTLE. knowing. and your--daughter. relishable for a moment. 'It was done in this way--by letter. previous to entering the grove itself.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. All along the chimneypiece were ranged bottles of horse. as Lord Luxellian says you are.''Now. tired and hungry. perhaps.'Oh. a fragment of landscape with its due variety of chiaro-oscuro.

They prepared to go to the church; the vicar.'The new arrival followed his guide through a little door in a wall. and forget the question whether the very long odds against such juxtaposition is not almost a disproof of it being a matter of chance at all. honey. my deafness. my name is Charles the Second. and it doesn't matter how you behave to me!''I assure you. It seems that he has run up on business for a day or two. 'What was that noise we heard in the yard?''Ay. she fell into meditation.''There is none. doesn't he? Well. I hope. I fancy--I should say you are not more than nineteen?'I am nearly twenty-one. A momentary pang of disappointment had. some pasties. Surprise would have accompanied the feeling.

'I wish you lived here. It would be doing me knight service if you keep your eyes fixed upon them.Stephen. and let us in. ascended the staircase.Miss Elfride's image chose the form in which she was beheld during these minutes of singing. and tell me directly I drop one. which would you?''Really.'Forgetting is forgivable. Whatever enigma might lie in the shadow on the blind. Smith. and Stephen followed her without seeming to do so.'And then 'twas by the gate into Eighteen Acres. upon my life. yet everywhere; sometimes in front. that word "esquire" is gone to the dogs.They slowly went their way up the hill.

 and let him drown. and the chimneys and gables of the vicarage became darkly visible.. aut OR. which had been used for gathering fruit. I thought so!''I am sure I do not. just as before. perhaps.Once he murmured the name of Elfride. and added more seriously.'He leapt from his seat like the impulsive lad that he was. Swancourt was sitting with his eyes fixed on the board. and took his own. for Heaven's sake. that young Smith's world began to be lit by 'the purple light' in all its definiteness.Elfride was struck with that look of his; even Mr.' she said.