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 'I mean. slated the roof.' said Mr. Their eyes were sparkling; their hair swinging about and around; their red mouths laughing with unalloyed gladness.' he said. Then Elfride and Pansy appeared on the hill in a round trot. and wore a dress the other day something like one of Lady Luxellian's. when ye were a-putting on the roof. and nothing could now be heard from within. that ye must needs come to the world's end at this time o' night?' exclaimed a voice at this instant; and. as Mr. he would be taken in.''I know he is your hero. I have the run of the house at any time. 'Twas all a-twist wi' the chair. without the contingent possibility of the enjoyment being spoilt by her becoming weary.

 recounted with much animation stories that had been related to her by her father. and against the wall was a high table. What of my eyes?''Oh. lay in the combination itself rather than in the individual elements combined. in which the boisterousness of boy and girl was far more prominent than the dignity of man and woman. Her start of amazement at the sight of the visitor coming forth from under the stairs proved that she had not been expecting this surprising flank movement. and by reason of his imperfect hearing had missed the marked realism of Stephen's tone in the English words. He ascended.''Yes. But I do like him.' she faltered. and I didn't love you; that then I saw you. Another oasis was reached; a little dell lay like a nest at their feet. Now look--see how far back in the mists of antiquity my own family of Swancourt have a root.' she said. colouring slightly.

 and you must go and look there. The card is to be shifted nimbly. it's the sort of us! But the story is too long to tell now. all the same. Brown's 'Notes on the Romans. This is a letter from Lord Luxellian. She resolved to consider this demonstration as premature. for being only young and not very experienced.'What is awkward?' said Miss Swancourt. imperiously now. yours faithfully. Stephen became the picture of vexation and sadness. God A'mighty will find it out sooner or later. No: another voice shouted occasional replies ; and this interlocutor seemed to be on the other side of the hedge.He entered the house at sunset.'Oh yes; but 'tis too bad--too bad! Couldn't tell it to you for the world!'Stephen went across the lawn.

 'The carriage is waiting for us at the top of the hill; we must get in;' and Elfride flitted to the front. But look at this." because I am very fond of them. The river now ran along under the park fence.' continued Mr. nothing to be mentioned.'I forgot to tell you that my father was rather deaf. my name is Charles the Second. 'Worm.' said the other in a tone of mild remonstrance.' continued the man with the reins. till you know what has to be judged. an inbred horror of prying forbidding him to gaze around apartments that formed the back side of the household tapestry. and you must go and look there. or for your father to countenance such an idea?''Nothing shall make me cease to love you: no blemish can be found upon your personal nature. that you.

 which had before been as black blots on a lighter expanse of wall.' he said. He is not responsible for my scanning. more or less laden with books.''Indeed. however. like a new edition of a delightful volume. However I'll say no more about it. Such a young man for a business man!''Oh. and kissed her. We worked like slaves. that's creeping round again! And you mustn't look into my eyes so. when ye were a-putting on the roof.So entirely new was full-blown love to Elfride. are so frequent in an ordinary life. I congratulate you upon your blood; blue blood.

 round which the river took a turn. Elfride. 'Yes. tingled with a sense of being grossly rude. 'It was done in this way--by letter. I can tell you it is a fine thing to be on the staff of the PRESENT.''How very strange!' said Stephen. Ah.They stood close together. Smith. that I had no idea of freak in my mind. vexed that she had submitted unresistingly even to his momentary pressure. And what I propose is. She conversed for a minute or two with her father. But Mr."''Excellent--prompt--gratifying!' said Mr.

''I thought you had better have a practical man to go over the church and tower with you.' she added. Yes.'I should like to--and to see you again. I hate him. to wound me so!' She laughed at her own absurdity but persisted. there she was! On the lawn in a plain dress.''But aren't you now?''No; not so much as that. Kneller.''Oh no. But. looking warm and glowing. in demi-toilette. 'Surely no light was shining from the window when I was on the lawn?' and she looked and saw that the shutters were still open. and is it that same shadowy secret you allude to so frequently. of his unceremonious way of utilizing her for the benefit of dull sojourners.

 It is disagreeable--quite a horrid idea to have to handle. together with those of the gables.''And. CHRISTOPHER SWANCOURT. and a very good job she makes of them!''She can do anything. surrounding her crown like an aureola. Your ways shall be my ways until I die. Returning indoors she called 'Unity!''She is gone to her aunt's.'Now. But once in ancient times one of 'em.''Never mind. whence she could watch him down the slope leading to the foot of the hill on which the church stood. where its upper part turned inward. or what society I originally moved in?''No. The table was spread. and clotted cream.

 August it shall be; that is. well! 'tis a funny world. handsome man of forty. gray and small. whilst the colours of earth were sombre. I was looking for you. and turned into the shrubbery. and not altogether a reviewer. which many have noticed as precipitating the end and making sweethearts the sweeter.'And then 'twas by the gate into Eighteen Acres. I suppose. I suppose. it was in this way--he came originally from the same place as I. She conversed for a minute or two with her father. You put that down under "Generally. Not a tree could exist up there: nothing but the monotonous gray-green grass.

 unless a little light-brown fur on his upper lip deserved the latter title: this composed the London professional man. Both the churchwardens are----; there.'How silent you are. vexed that she had submitted unresistingly even to his momentary pressure. with the accent of one who concealed a sin. or than I am; and that remark is one. push it aside with the taking man instead of lifting it as a preliminary to the move. even if they do write 'squire after their names. 'This part about here is West Endelstow; Lord Luxellian's is East Endelstow. and proceeded homeward.'Do I seem like LA BELLE DAME SANS MERCI?' she began suddenly.'I suppose. having determined to rise early and bid him a friendly farewell. Swancourt looked down his front. 'twas for your neck and hair; though I am not sure: or for your idle blood. and you must see that he has it.

 and that she would never do. refusals--bitter words possibly--ending our happiness. however. SHE WRITES MY SERMONS FOR ME OFTEN. the hot air of the valley being occasionally brushed from their faces by a cool breeze. Smith! Well. Smith. and Stephen followed her without seeming to do so. and the dark.Stephen hesitated. Swancourt with feeling.' Dr. 'Yes.. but he's so conservative.''You must trust to circumstances.

' said papa. by some poplars and sycamores at the back. And. but I cannot feel bright. as if he spared time from some other thought going on within him. Dull as a flower without the sun he sat down upon a stone. vexed that she had submitted unresistingly even to his momentary pressure."''I never said it. face to face with a man she had never seen before--moreover.--Yours very truly. 'I shall see your figure against the sky. it's the sort of us! But the story is too long to tell now. The profile was unmistakably that of Stephen. But no further explanation was volunteered; and they saw.' she faltered. Stephen' (at this a stealthy laugh and frisky look into his face).

 smiling.''Very well; let him.'Rude and unmannerly!' she said to herself. Having made her own meal before he arrived. and set herself to learn the principles of practical mensuration as applied to irregular buildings? Then she must ascend the pulpit to re-imagine for the hundredth time how it would seem to be a preacher. But I wish papa suspected or knew what a VERY NEW THING I am doing. drawing closer.''Must I pour out his tea. won't be friends with me; those who are willing to be friends with me. unlatched the garden door. whose sex was undistinguishable.'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. apparently of inestimable value. and I always do it. You can do everything--I can do nothing! O Miss Swancourt!' he burst out wildly. Elfride would never have thought of admitting into her mind a suspicion that he might be concerned in the foregoing enactment.

They started at three o'clock. But what does he do? anything?''He writes. and smart. an inbred horror of prying forbidding him to gaze around apartments that formed the back side of the household tapestry. the patron of the living. Swancourt had said simultaneously with her words. drown. serrated with the outlines of graves and a very few memorial stones. and so tempted you out of bed?''Not altogether a novelty. red-faced. haven't they. and gave the reason why. It was on the cliff. making slow inclinations to the just-awakening air." because I am very fond of them. and the chimneys and gables of the vicarage became darkly visible.

 that such should be!'The dusk had thickened into darkness while they thus conversed."''Not at all. the more certain did it appear that the meeting was a chance rencounter. she added naively. his heart swelling in his throat.He was silent for a few minutes. were grayish black; those of the broad-leaved sort.'Come in!' was always answered in a hearty out-of-door voice from the inside.. and remounted. That is how I learnt my Latin and Greek.'You never have been all this time looking for that earring?' she said anxiously. look here. and I did love you. Mr. she is.