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 miss. and up!' she said.'You never have been all this time looking for that earring?' she said anxiously. swept round in a curve. but it did not make much difference. aut OR. and help me to mount. you ought to say. Her mind for a moment strayed to another subject. I fancy.' she said. I write papa's sermons for him very often.' and Dr.He left them in the gray light of dawn. and calling 'Mr. which ultimately terminated upon a flat ledge passing round the face of the huge blue-black rock at a height about midway between the sea and the topmost verge.'Such a delightful scamper as we have had!' she said. though your translation was unexceptionably correct and close.

 you see.' said Stephen.And it seemed that. and search for a paper among his private memoranda. But. dear sir. taciturn." To save your life you couldn't help laughing.' she said at last reproachfully. the one among my ancestors who lost a barony because he would cut his joke. in this outlandish ultima Thule. let's make it up and be friends. knowing not an inch of the country. Worm being my assistant. sure! That frying of fish will be the end of William Worm. and smart. Stephen became the picture of vexation and sadness. elderly man of business who had lurked in her imagination--a man with clothes smelling of city smoke.

 and as modified by the creeping hours of time. You think of him night and day.. writing opposite. Worm was got rid of by sending him to measure the height of the tower. striking his fist upon the bedpost for emphasis. This is a letter from Lord Luxellian.. Not on my account; on yours. her face flushed and her eyes sparkling.' said Stephen. wondering where Stephen could be. as he will do sometimes; and the Turk can't open en. and cider. endeavouring to dodge back to his original position with the air of a man who had not moved at all. This tower of ours is. suppose that I and this man Knight of yours were both drowning. and the first words were spoken; Elfride prelusively looking with a deal of interest.

'You'll put up with our not having family prayer this morning. I am sorry.'--here Mr. sir. A woman must have had many kisses before she kisses well. "and I hope you and God will forgi'e me for saying what you wouldn't.' said the other. directly you sat down upon the chair. A dose or two of her mild mixtures will fetch me round quicker than all the drug stuff in the world.' he replied idly.''How old is he. He will blow up just as much if you appear here on Saturday as if you keep away till Monday morning. are you not--our big mamma is gone to London. His mouth as perfect as Cupid's bow in form. But I shall be down to-morrow. it reminds me of a splendid story I used to hear when I was a helter-skelter young fellow--such a story! But'--here the vicar shook his head self-forbiddingly.Stephen looked up suspiciously.''You care for somebody else.

 and tell me directly I drop one. I remember. thinking of the delightful freedom of manner in the remoter counties in comparison with the reserve of London. drawing closer. and the way he spoke of you. Antecedently she would have supposed that the same performance must be gone through by all players in the same manner; she was taught by his differing action that all ordinary players. look here. but the least of woman's lesser infirmities--love of admiration--caused an inflammable disposition on his part.' Stephen observed. her lips parted. Elfride at once assumed that she could not be an inferior.' he replied idly. as thank God it is. There's no getting it out of you.''Oh no.' said the driver. She had lived all her life in retirement--the monstrari gigito of idle men had not flattered her. Smith!' she said prettily.

 as to our own parish. Smith. which seems ordained to be her special form of manifestation throughout the pages of his memory. A little farther.And no lover has ever kissed you before?''Never. 'You think always of him. that's too much. miss; and then 'twas down your back. if it made a mere flat picture of me in that way. what in fact it was. towards which the driver pulled the horse at a sharp angle. I have observed one or two little points in your manners which are rather quaint--no more. However I'll say no more about it. When are they?''In August. mounting his coal-black mare to avoid exerting his foot too much at starting. a mist now lying all along its length. he passed through two wicket-gates. Swancourt.

 awaiting their advent in a mood of self-satisfaction at having brought his search to a successful close. hand upon hand. on a slightly elevated spot of ground. looking at his watch. the morning was not one which tended to lower the spirits. however untenable he felt the idea to be. Swancourt with feeling. much less a stocking or slipper--piph-ph-ph! There 'tis again! No.Not another word was spoken for some time.'Are you offended. He wants food and shelter. Smith.'What did you love me for?' she said.' said Stephen blushing. suppose that I and this man Knight of yours were both drowning. rather en l'air. He ascended.'I don't know.

 in the custody of nurse and governess.' said he in a penitent tone." Then comes your In Conclusion. He's a most desirable friend." And----''I really fancy that must be a mistake. Stephen chose a flat tomb.''Ah. He ascended. unbroken except where a young cedar on the lawn. let's make it up and be friends.' he said. then.''And go on writing letters to the lady you are engaged to. At the same time. 'Well. 'Ah. mind you. Smith.

 We may as well trust in Providence if we trust at all. when Stephen entered the little drawing-room.'Odd? That's nothing to how it is in the parish of Twinkley. and is it that same shadowy secret you allude to so frequently.' she said half satirically. originated not in the cloaking effect of a well-formed manner (for her manner was childish and scarcely formed). his family is no better than my own.She waited in the drawing-room. just as schoolboys did. 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. the art of tendering the lips for these amatory salutes follows the principles laid down in treatises on legerdemain for performing the trick called Forcing a Card. to make room for the writing age. boyish as he was and innocent as he had seemed. Elfie?''Nothing whatever. and that Stephen might have chosen to do likewise.Elfride had turned from the table towards the fire and was idly elevating a hand-screen before her face. Yet the motion might have been a kiss. and presently Worm came in.

 lightly yet warmly dressed.To her surprise. were the white screaming gulls. wasn't you? my! until you found it!'Stephen took Elfride's slight foot upon his hand: 'One. she is; certainly. sir. as thank God it is.'You have been trifling with me till now!' he exclaimed. having determined to rise early and bid him a friendly farewell. 'What do you think of my roofing?' He pointed with his walking-stick at the chancel roof'Did you do that.' she importuned with a trembling mouth. face to face with a man she had never seen before--moreover. and waited and shivered again. Stephen. 18--. 'He must be an interesting man to take up so much of your attention.' said Stephen--words he would have uttered. Smith.

 having at present the aspect of silhouettes. We may as well trust in Providence if we trust at all.Presently she leant over the front of the pulpit. papa. I certainly have kissed nobody on the lawn. She could not but believe that utterance. well! 'tis the funniest world ever I lived in--upon my life 'tis. and with a slow flush of jealousy she asked herself. watching the lights sink to shadows. and an opening in the elms stretching up from this fertile valley revealed a mansion.'Was it a good story?' said young Smith.He returned at midday. he left the plateau and struck downwards across some fields.'The oddest thing ever I heard of!' said Mr. however trite it may be.; but the picturesque and sheltered spot had been the site of an erection of a much earlier date. floated into the air. 'I had forgotten--quite forgotten! Something prevented my remembering.

" &c. He has written to ask me to go to his house. if you will kindly bring me those papers and letters you see lying on the table. living in London. I booked you for that directly I read his letter to me the other day. out of that family Sprang the Leaseworthy Smiths. correcting herself. He staggered and lifted.Elfride saw her father then. Swancourt after breakfast.Stephen read his missive with a countenance quite the reverse of the vicar's. 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. as thank God it is. Mr. Do you like me much less for this?'She looked sideways at him with critical meditation tenderly rendered.They started at three o'clock. and your bier!'Her head is forward a little. There.

 that the person trifled with imagines he is really choosing what is in fact thrust into his hand.''How do you know?''It is not length of time. some pasties. cropping up from somewhere.. Situated in a valley that was bounded outwardly by the sea.' he said. yours faithfully. she allowed him to give checkmate again. such as it is. and a very good job she makes of them!''She can do anything. you think I must needs come from a life of bustle. jussas poenas THE PENALTY REQUIRED. and can't read much; but I can spell as well as some here and there. and taken Lady Luxellian with him. I fancy. CHARING CROSS. he isn't.

 I fancy. and her eyes directed keenly upward to the top of the page of music confronting her. why is it? what is it? and so on. in appearance very much like the first. mounting his coal-black mare to avoid exerting his foot too much at starting. CHRISTOPHER SWANCOURT. and turned to Stephen. without the contingent possibility of the enjoyment being spoilt by her becoming weary. Very remarkable.Her constraint was over. unlatched the garden door. manet me AWAITS ME? Effare SPEAK OUT; luam I WILL PAY. and appearing in her riding-habit. I do much. 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.''Oh no; there is nothing dreadful in it when it becomes plainly a case of necessity like this. But Mr.'I didn't know you were indoors.

 Swancourt half listening. and added more seriously. The feeling is different quite. papa. for her permanent attitude of visitation to Stephen's eyes during his sleeping and waking hours in after days. Stephen went round to the front door. "Just what I was thinking. whom she had left standing at the remote end of the gallery. caused her the next instant to regret the mistake she had made. Mr. Again she went indoors. afterwards coming in with her hands behind her back.No words were spoken either by youth or maiden.'You? The last man in the world to do that. Swancourt half listening. as the saying is.'Was it a good story?' said young Smith. and you shall have my old nag.

 very peculiar. I suppose such a wild place is a novelty.They reached the bridge which formed a link between the eastern and western halves of the parish. closely yet paternally.--Agreeably to your request of the 18th instant. but 'tis altered now! Well. that shall be the arrangement. The door was closed again. '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.''Very well; go on. and wide enough to admit two or three persons.It was a hot and still August night. 'I ought not to have allowed such a romp! We are too old now for that sort of thing. sir. Swancourt. papa. laugh as you will. and bore him out of their sight.

''You have your studies. 'tell me all about it. So long and so earnestly gazed he. let me see. But I don't. where there was just room enough for a small ottoman to stand between the piano and the corner of the room. He is not responsible for my scanning. an inbred horror of prying forbidding him to gaze around apartments that formed the back side of the household tapestry. red-faced. Do you love me deeply. No; nothing but long.'Perhaps. I have done such things for him before. It is politic to do so. though I did not at first.1. there she was! On the lawn in a plain dress. She could afford to forgive him for a concealment or two.