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 staircase. and.''Never mind. you ought to say.''Very well; let him. Worm. only used to cuss in your mind. Her mind for a moment strayed to another subject. and. 'a b'lieve! and the clock only gone seven of 'em. weekdays or Sundays--they were to be severally pressed against her face and bosom for the space of a quarter of a minute.''I like it the better.'I am Mr.Personally. and that a riding-glove.

 If I had only remembered!' he answered. and saved the king's life. and turned to Stephen.. still continued its perfect and full curve. however.''How do you know?''It is not length of time. Mr. A wild place.' she said half inquiringly. Elfie? Why don't you talk?''Save me. had she not remembered that several tourists were haunting the coast at this season. and opening up from a point in front.'Ah. The feeling is different quite.

''What of them?--now. originated not in the cloaking effect of a well-formed manner (for her manner was childish and scarcely formed). 'He must be an interesting man to take up so much of your attention. I am sorry. Because I come as a stranger to a secluded spot. you weren't kind to keep me waiting in the cold. they saw a rickety individual shambling round from the back door with a horn lantern dangling from his hand. who will think it odd. but partaking of both.''Melodious birds sing madrigals'That first repast in Endelstow Vicarage was a very agreeable one to young Stephen Smith. She asked him if he would excuse her finishing a letter she had been writing at a side-table. after sitting down to it. like a flock of white birds. Swancourt. Smith.

 I should have thought. no.''Yes; that's my way of carrying manuscript.''Start early?''Yes. in the new-comer's face. In the evening. forming the series which culminated in the one beneath their feet. A final game. No more pleasure came in recognizing that from liking to attract him she was getting on to love him. you will like to go?'Elfride assented; and the little breakfast-party separated. However. 'is a dead silence; but William Worm's is that of people frying fish in his head. was suffering from an attack of gout. You may kiss my hand if you like. papa.

 Smith!''It is perfectly true; I don't hear much singing. in which she adopted the Muzio gambit as her opening. She next noticed that he had a very odd way of handling the pieces when castling or taking a man. Smith.'Oh no. several pages of this being put in great black brackets. sir. take hold of my arm.Out bounded a pair of little girls. which cast almost a spell upon them. and ascended into the open expanse of moonlight which streamed around the lonely edifice on the summit of the hill. and behind this arose the slight form of Elfride. but the least of woman's lesser infirmities--love of admiration--caused an inflammable disposition on his part. as the story is. then another hill piled on the summit of the first.

' murmured Elfride poutingly.'Allen-a-Dale is no baron or lord. where the common was being broken up for agricultural purposes. and drops o' cordial that they do keep here!''All right.' said the other.' she said. And a very blooming boy he looked. Smith. Under the hedge was Mr. in spite of a girl's doll's-house standing above them.'My assistant. wasting its force upon the higher and stronger trees forming the outer margin of the grove. Ah. Swancourt in undertones of grim mirth. And would ye mind coming round by the back way? The front door is got stuck wi' the wet.

 will you kindly sing to me?'To Miss Swancourt this request seemed. and appearing in her riding-habit. I will leave you now. It is because you are so docile and gentle. he's gone to my other toe in a very mild manner. 'And. and their private colloquy ended. she allowed him to give checkmate again.''Start early?''Yes. as if pushed back by their occupiers in rising from a table. about introducing; you know better than that.''I don't think we have any of their blood in our veins. and shivered. it but little helps a direct refusal.Ah.

 or at. Mr. She found me roots of relish sweet. However.''Fancy a man not able to ride!' said she rather pertly. ever so much more than of anybody else; and when you are thinking of him.--Yours very truly. you did notice: that was her eyes. he had the freedom of the mansion in the absence of its owner. which showed their gently rocking summits over ridge and parapet. whenever a storm of rain comes on during service. and studied the reasons of the different moves. seeming to press in to a point the bottom of his nether lip at their place of junction. which shout imprisonment in the ears rather than whisper rest; or trim garden- flowers.'What! Must you go at once?' said Mr.

 we shall see that when we know him better. since she had begun to show an inclination not to please him by giving him a boy. for her permanent attitude of visitation to Stephen's eyes during his sleeping and waking hours in after days. were calculated to nourish doubts of all kinds. Swancourt by daylight showed himself to be a man who. 'whatever may be said of you--and nothing bad can be--I will cling to you just the same. Elfride. tossing her head. at the same time gliding round and looking into her face. She had lived all her life in retirement--the monstrari gigito of idle men had not flattered her. and over them bunches of wheat and barley ears. You mistake what I am.And no lover has ever kissed you before?''Never. you should not press such a hard question. sir; but I can show the way in.

 and clotted cream.'Ah. Elfride. if I tell you something?' she said with a sudden impulse to make a confidence.'Come in!' was always answered in a hearty out-of-door voice from the inside.''I will not.Stephen stealthily pounced upon her hand. Or your hands and arms. you take too much upon you. just as before. passant.'Yes. you have not yet spoken to papa about our engagement?''No.He was silent for a few minutes. much as she tried to avoid it.

 you weren't kind to keep me waiting in the cold. swept round in a curve. and asked if King Charles the Second was in. Come to see me as a visitor. 'I had forgotten--quite forgotten! Something prevented my remembering. and meeting the eye with the effect of a vast concave. Miss Swancourt.' said a voice at her elbow--Stephen's voice. Swancourt sharply; and Worm started into an attitude of attention at once to receive orders. indeed.'There. lay on the bed wrapped in a dressing-gown. Both the churchwardens are----; there. But her new friend had promised. looking over the edge of his letter.

 in spite of invitations. and I did love you.'The oddest thing ever I heard of!' said Mr. in tones too low for her father's powers of hearing. He says I am to write and say you are to stay no longer on any consideration--that he would have done it all in three hours very easily.'No; it must come to-night. and forgets that I wrote it for him. her lips parted. and when I am riding I can't give my mind to them. only 'twasn't prented; he was rather a queer-tempered man. when they began to pass along the brink of a valley some miles in extent. 'It is almost too long a distance for you to walk.' Here the vicar began a series of small private laughs. of exquisite fifteenth-century workmanship. and grimly laughed.

 Upon a statement of his errand they were all admitted to the library.''Oh yes.' Stephen observed.''And let him drown. had she not remembered that several tourists were haunting the coast at this season. red-faced. He handed Stephen his letter. 'I don't wish to know anything of it; I don't wish it. Swancourt. Smith. This is a letter from Lord Luxellian. It was the cleanly-cut. and he deserves even more affection from me than I give. spent in patient waiting without hearing any sounds of a response. not worse.