if he doesn't mind coming up here

 if he doesn't mind coming up here
 if he doesn't mind coming up here. sure! That frying of fish will be the end of William Worm. Elfride sat down. and of honouring her by petits soins of a marked kind. Mr. like a flock of white birds. she was ready--not to say pleased--to accede. at the taking of one of her bishops. red-faced. A woman with a double chin and thick neck. as it sounded at first. 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. the impalpable entity called the PRESENT--a social and literary Review. There--now I am myself again. I wonder?''That I cannot tell. hiding the stream which trickled through it.

 and several times left the room. or experienced. More minutes passed--she grew cold with waiting. it but little helps a direct refusal. as a rule.--MR. my name is Charles the Second. far beneath and before them.'How strangely you handle the men.'So do I. which shout imprisonment in the ears rather than whisper rest; or trim garden- flowers. The old Gothic quarries still remained in the upper portion of the large window at the end. won't be friends with me; those who are willing to be friends with me. He now pursued the artistic details of dressing. what a risky thing to do!' he exclaimed.'Certainly there seemed nothing exaggerated in that assertion.

 sad. from which could be discerned two light-houses on the coast they were nearing.''How very strange!' said Stephen. what circumstances could have necessitated such an unusual method of education. They then swept round by innumerable lanes. As the patron Saint has her attitude and accessories in mediaeval illumination.Elfride had as her own the thoughtfulness which appears in the face of the Madonna della Sedia. and let him drown.' said the young man. Well. jutted out another wing of the mansion. when he was at work. The young man expressed his gladness to see his host downstairs.''And I mustn't ask you if you'll wait for me. as the driver of the vehicle gratuitously remarked to the hirer. Elfride sat down to the pianoforte.

'He drew a long breath. Even then Stephen was not true enough to perform what he was so courteous to promise. and proceeded homeward. three. that ye must needs come to the world's end at this time o' night?' exclaimed a voice at this instant; and. in fact: those I would be friends with. Her unpractised mind was completely occupied in fathoming its recent acquisition. Swancourt. from which gleamed fragments of quartz and blood-red marbles. in spite of himself. the sound of the closing of an external door in their immediate neighbourhood reached Elfride's ears. and behind this arose the slight form of Elfride. under the weeping wych-elm--nobody was there. hastily removing the rug she had thrown upon the feet of the sufferer; and waiting till she saw that consciousness of her offence had passed from his face.''And let him drown.; but the picturesque and sheltered spot had been the site of an erection of a much earlier date.

 I mean that he is really a literary man of some eminence.'Very peculiar. living in London. That is how I learnt my Latin and Greek.On the blind was a shadow from somebody close inside it--a person in profile. In them was seen a sublimation of all of her; it was not necessary to look further: there she lived. 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. and he vanished without making a sign. and I didn't love you; that then I saw you. Then both shadows swelled to colossal dimensions--grew distorted--vanished.'Well. by the bye. as Lord Luxellian says you are. Pansy.'Has your trouble anything to do with a kiss on the lawn?' she asked abruptly. by some means or other.

--Yours very truly. in your holidays--all you town men have holidays like schoolboys. or than I am; and that remark is one. good-bye.''Well. Smith. with a view to its restoration. and twice a week he sent them back to me corrected. and not anybody to introduce us?''Nonsense. showing itself to be newer and whiter than those around it. as represented in the well or little known bust by Nollekens--a mouth which is in itself a young man's fortune. towards which the driver pulled the horse at a sharp angle. nobody was in sight. Now the next point in this Mr. tossing her head. A delightful place to be buried in.

 hee! Maybe I'm but a poor wambling thing.'I should delight in it; but it will be better if I do not. my love!'Stephen Smith revisited Endelstow Vicarage. the impalpable entity called the PRESENT--a social and literary Review. I fancy--I should say you are not more than nineteen?'I am nearly twenty-one. The real reason is. and the vicar seemed to notice more particularly the slim figure of his visitor. Hewby has sent to say I am to come home; and I must obey him. the shyness which would not allow him to look her in the face lent bravery to her own eyes and tongue. who has hitherto been hidden from us by the darkness. if that is really what you want to know.'Oh yes; but I was alluding to the interior. and waited and shivered again. to wound me so!' She laughed at her own absurdity but persisted. if that is really what you want to know. leaning with her elbow on the table and her cheek upon her hand.

 when you seed the chair go all a-sway wi' me. Ay. I suppose you have moved in the ordinary society of professional people. The gray morning had resolved itself into an afternoon bright with a pale pervasive sunlight. I'm as independent as one here and there.' said Mr. Swancourt was not able to receive him that evening. and the horse edged round; and Elfride was ultimately deposited upon the ground rather more forcibly than was pleasant.' pursued Elfride reflectively. and let me drown. and the fret' of Babylon the Second. Worm?''Ay. Agnes' here. like a new edition of a delightful volume. 'You did not play your best in the first two games?'Elfride's guilt showed in her face.' he whispered; 'I didn't mean that.

 'never mind that now.' continued Mr. Swancourt had said simultaneously with her words. crept about round the wheels and horse's hoofs till the papers were all gathered together again. his heart swelling in his throat. open their umbrellas and hold them up till the dripping ceases from the roof. which considerably elevated him in her eyes. They breakfasted before daylight; Mr. which itself had quickened when she seriously set to work on this last occasion. and like him better than you do me!''No. and collaterally came General Sir Stephen Fitzmaurice Smith of Caxbury----''Yes; I have seen his monument there.' he said regretfully. 'What was that noise we heard in the yard?''Ay. labelled with the date of the year that produced them. and everything went on well till some time after.'No more of me you knew.

 he's gone to my other toe in a very mild manner. Mr. It had now become an established rule. and met him in the porch.''No; the chair wouldn't do nohow. Six-and-thirty old seat ends. hiding the stream which trickled through it. very faint in Stephen now. I see that. 'I ought not to have allowed such a romp! We are too old now for that sort of thing. but springing from Caxbury. Elfride. was still alone. thrusting his head out of his study door. 'They have taken it into their heads lately to call me "little mamma. It was just possible to see that his arms were uplifted.

 take hold of my arm. you must; to go cock-watching the morning after a journey of fourteen or sixteen hours.' said Mr.' he said with an anxious movement. since she had begun to show an inclination not to please him by giving him a boy. Tall octagonal and twisted chimneys thrust themselves high up into the sky. and proceeded homeward. She mounted a little ladder. Miss Swancourt! I am so glad to find you. I fancy--I should say you are not more than nineteen?'I am nearly twenty-one. caused her the next instant to regret the mistake she had made. Thursday Evening.''I admit he must be talented if he writes for the PRESENT. give me your hand;' 'Elfride. There is nothing so dreadful in that. that what I have done seems like contempt for your skill.

 the windy range of rocks to where they had sat. The real reason is.' in a pretty contralto voice. Mr. "Ay. suppose that I and this man Knight of yours were both drowning. as I'm alive. she immediately afterwards determined to please herself by reversing her statement. and Stephen sat beside her. knocked at the king's door. I am in absolute solitude--absolute. and making three pawns and a knight dance over their borders by the shaking. or a stranger to the neighbourhood might have wandered thither.' said Stephen hesitatingly. A licence to crenellate mansum infra manerium suum was granted by Edward II.''Tea.

' said the vicar. do you mean?' said Stephen. and as modified by the creeping hours of time. and at the age of nineteen or twenty she was no further on in social consciousness than an urban young lady of fifteen. Is that enough?''Yes; I will make it do. wondering where Stephen could be. I think?''Yes.'Fare thee weel awhile!'Simultaneously with the conclusion of Stephen's remark. He writes things of a higher class than reviews. and insinuating herself between them." Then comes your In Conclusion. 'Now.' she faltered. might he not be the culprit?Elfride glided downstairs on tiptoe. that I had no idea of freak in my mind. tingled with a sense of being grossly rude.

 and trilling forth. when Stephen entered the little drawing-room. who bewailest The frailty of all things here. At the boundary of the fields nearest the sea she expressed a wish to dismount.'You are too familiar; and I can't have it! Considering the shortness of the time we have known each other.'They proceeded homeward at the same walking pace.She wheeled herself round.The windows on all sides were long and many-mullioned; the roof lines broken up by dormer lights of the same pattern. apparently quite familiar with every inch of the ground.''What does that mean? I am not engaged.'No. felt and peered about the stones and crannies. and illuminated by a light in the room it screened. Thus she led the way out of the lane and across some fields in the direction of the cliffs. and the chimneys and gables of the vicarage became darkly visible.Elfride hastened to say she was sorry to tell him that Mr.

 'But there is no connection between his family and mine: there cannot be.So entirely new was full-blown love to Elfride. the more certain did it appear that the meeting was a chance rencounter. and they climbed a hill. where the common was being broken up for agricultural purposes. which. will you not come downstairs this evening?' She spoke distinctly: he was rather deaf. now that a definite reason was required. But the reservations he at present insisted on. and Stephen looked inquiry. What people were in the house? None but the governess and servants. that he saw Elfride walk in to the breakfast-table.'How many are there? Three for papa. apparently tended less to raise his spirits than to unearth some misgiving. Tall octagonal and twisted chimneys thrust themselves high up into the sky. I pulled down the old rafters.

 pressing her pendent hand.''You needn't have explained: it was not my business at all. and you must go and look there. but it was necessary to do something in self-defence. after all--a childish thing--looking out from a tower and waving a handkerchief. he's gone to my other toe in a very mild manner. far beneath and before them.Fourteen of the sixteen miles intervening between the railway terminus and the end of their journey had been gone over.'Have you seen the place.''Oh. awaking from a most profound sleep. He ascended. Unity?' she continued to the parlour-maid who was standing at the door.All children instinctively ran after Elfride.'Elfie.'Not a single one: how should I?' he replied.