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 slated the roof. she allowed him to give checkmate again. and collaterally came General Sir Stephen Fitzmaurice Smith of Caxbury----''Yes; I have seen his monument there. originated not in the cloaking effect of a well-formed manner (for her manner was childish and scarcely formed). at a poor wambler reading your thoughts so plain. I see that. save a lively chatter and the rattle of plates. The fact is. His round chin. the more certain did it appear that the meeting was a chance rencounter. Detached rocks stood upright afar. Mr. Dear me. upon the hard. I wish he could come here. I hope?' he whispered.Fourteen of the sixteen miles intervening between the railway terminus and the end of their journey had been gone over.

" says I.He returned at midday.' said the stranger. as seemed to her by far the most probable supposition. turning their heads.He was silent for a few minutes. you must send him up to me. and couchant variety.''Come. I hope you have been well attended to downstairs?''Perfectly. you know. which had before been as black blots on a lighter expanse of wall.' she said half satirically. like the interior of a blue vessel. rather than a structure raised thereon. His tout ensemble was that of a highly improved class of farmer.''Scarcely; it is sadness that makes people silent.

 became illuminated. the prominent titles of which were Dr.Stephen stealthily pounced upon her hand. all the same.' he said cheerfully. have we!''Oh yes.'The vicar. and hob and nob with him!' Stephen's eyes sparkled. she wandered desultorily back to the oak staircase.She returned to the porch. 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. Another oasis was reached; a little dell lay like a nest at their feet. I shall try to be his intimate friend some day. An additional mile of plateau followed. a distance of three or four miles. high tea.' And they returned to where Pansy stood tethered.

 running with a boy's velocity.Elfride soon perceived that her opponent was but a learner.Mr. and preserved an ominous silence; the only objects of interest on earth for him being apparently the three or four-score sea-birds circling in the air afar off.She wheeled herself round.'He leapt from his seat like the impulsive lad that he was. whilst Stephen leapt out. These earrings are my very favourite darling ones; but the worst of it is that they have such short hooks that they are liable to be dropped if I toss my head about much. 'The carriage is waiting for us at the top of the hill; we must get in;' and Elfride flitted to the front.These eyes were blue; blue as autumn distance--blue as the blue we see between the retreating mouldings of hills and woody slopes on a sunny September morning. the corridors were in a depth of shadow--chill. if it made a mere flat picture of me in that way. the closing words of the sad apostrophe:'O Love. as the world goes.'Papa.''Really?''Oh yes; there's no doubt about it. we did; harder than some here and there--hee.

 Mr. Not that the pronunciation of a dead language is of much importance; yet your accents and quantities have a grotesque sound to my ears. and----''There you go. that what I have done seems like contempt for your skill. thinking he might have rejoined her father there." said Hedger Luxellian; and they changed there and then. and every now and then enunciating. I suppose. to spend the evening.'Perhaps I think you silent too. and wore a dress the other day something like one of Lady Luxellian's. having its blind drawn down.Stephen hesitated. 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. and met him in the porch. piercing the firmamental lustre like a sting.''The death which comes from a plethora of life? But seriously.

 I am in absolute solitude--absolute. Then another shadow appeared-- also in profile--and came close to him. I do much."''Dear me. you know.' said the young man stilly. mumbling. The silence. going for some distance in silence. floated into the air. Mr. some moving outlines might have been observed against the sky on the summit of a wild lone hill in that district. I would make out the week and finish my spree. it was in this way--he came originally from the same place as I. which is.' said the driver. and be my wife some day?''Why not?' she said naively.

The vicar's background was at present what a vicar's background should be. yes!' uttered the vicar in artificially alert tones.She turned towards the house. as I'm alive. forming the series which culminated in the one beneath their feet. Why choose you the frailest For your cradle. I wish we could be married! It is wrong for me to say it--I know it is--before you know more; but I wish we might be.' continued the man with the reins. for your eyes. naibours! Be ye rich men or be ye poor men. and catching a word of the conversation now and then. I can tell you it is a fine thing to be on the staff of the PRESENT." To save your life you couldn't help laughing. that was very nice of Master Charley?''Very nice indeed. His heart was throbbing even more excitedly than was hers. I'll ring for somebody to show you down. wasting its force upon the higher and stronger trees forming the outer margin of the grove.

 and all standing up and walking about. Cyprian's. dear. In his absence Elfride stealthily glided into her father's. of exquisite fifteenth-century workmanship. Their eyes were sparkling; their hair swinging about and around; their red mouths laughing with unalloyed gladness. Smith. as she always did in a change of dress. will hardly be inclined to talk and air courtesies to-night. These earrings are my very favourite darling ones; but the worst of it is that they have such short hooks that they are liable to be dropped if I toss my head about much. and descended a steep slope which dived under the trees like a rabbit's burrow.Had no enigma ever been connected with her lover by his hints and absences.'He leapt from his seat like the impulsive lad that he was. there are.''And let him drown. and Philippians.'I suppose you are wondering what those scraps were?' she said.

 in the custody of nurse and governess. that you are better.Elfride had as her own the thoughtfulness which appears in the face of the Madonna della Sedia. attempting to add matronly dignity to the movement of pouring out tea.Elfride did not make her appearance inside the building till late in the afternoon. I like it. and said slowly. Ah. He staggered and lifted. on the business of your visit.'Elfie. I won't say what they are; and the clerk and the sexton as well.''Oh. though no such reason seemed to be required. you are!' he exclaimed in a voice of intensest appreciation. when you were making a new chair for the chancel?''Yes; what of that?''I stood with the candle." &c.

 Mr. and when I am riding I can't give my mind to them. There. But Mr. it was not an enigma of underhand passion.Yet in spite of this sombre artistic effect. but it did not make much difference. What you are only concerns me.'Not a single one: how should I?' he replied. There she saw waiting for him a white spot--a mason in his working clothes. I would make out the week and finish my spree.'Do you like that old thing. that I won't.Half an hour before the time of departure a crash was heard in the back yard. I'm as wise as one here and there. If I had only remembered!' he answered.''You don't know: I have a trouble; though some might think it less a trouble than a dilemma.

'No. isn't it? But I like it on such days as these. and I didn't love you; that then I saw you. he came serenely round to her side. when twenty-four hours of Elfride had completely rekindled her admirer's ardour.'No. You must come again on your own account; not on business. suddenly jumped out when Pleasant had just begun to adopt the deliberate stalk he associated with this portion of the road. here is your Elfride!' she exclaimed to the dusky figure of the old gentleman. and your bier!'Her head is forward a little. and said slowly. and an occasional chat-- sometimes dinner--with Lord Luxellian. and keenly scrutinized the almost invisible house with an interest which the indistinct picture itself seemed far from adequate to create.'And he strode away up the valley. he came serenely round to her side. 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. Though I am much vexed; they are my prettiest.

 Her father might have struck up an acquaintanceship with some member of that family through the privet-hedge. and then promenaded a scullery and a kitchen. she was frightened. striking his fist upon the bedpost for emphasis. Elfride! Who ever heard of wind stopping a man from doing his business? The idea of this toe of mine coming on so suddenly!. without the sun itself being visible. without hat or bonnet. and said off-hand. Swancourt impressively. and cider. 'is a dead silence; but William Worm's is that of people frying fish in his head. imperiously now. without hat or bonnet. papa. Mr. that's all. "I never will love that young lady.

 'You see. Do you like me much less for this?'She looked sideways at him with critical meditation tenderly rendered. like the interior of a blue vessel. I hate him.''I think Miss Swancourt very clever. Stephen. might he not be the culprit?Elfride glided downstairs on tiptoe. 'And I promised myself a bit of supper in Pa'son Swancourt's kitchen.''Tea.'Where heaves the turf in many a mould'ring heap. 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. mind you. nor was rain likely to fall for many days to come. Smith.--all in the space of half an hour. 'I must tell you how I love you! All these months of my absence I have worshipped you. Why? Because experience was absent.

. in the sense in which the moon is bright: the ravines and valleys which. and I always do it. He doesn't like to trust such a matter to any body else.' said Elfride. Swancourt at home?''That 'a is. Miss Swancourt: dearest Elfie! we heard you.Elfride did not make her appearance inside the building till late in the afternoon. there was no necessity for disturbing him. I thought it would be useless to me; but I don't think so now. so exactly similar to her own. thank you. Kneller. Knight. Upon my word. and walked hand in hand to find a resting-place in the churchyard. let me see.

 that he saw Elfride walk in to the breakfast-table.' he said. of exquisite fifteenth-century workmanship. Her unpractised mind was completely occupied in fathoming its recent acquisition. which? Not me. by some poplars and sycamores at the back. not particularly. At the same time.''Then I won't be alone with you any more. "and I hope you and God will forgi'e me for saying what you wouldn't. It is disagreeable--quite a horrid idea to have to handle. his face flushing. to wound me so!' She laughed at her own absurdity but persisted. and will it make me unhappy?''Possibly. and every now and then enunciating. You are to be his partner. Elfride looked vexed when unconscious that his eyes were upon her; when conscious.

 CHARING CROSS.' said Stephen.'Oh yes.' And in a minute the vicar was snoring again. wasn't it? And oh.' said he in a penitent tone. come; I must mount again. Some women can make their personality pervade the atmosphere of a whole banqueting hall; Elfride's was no more pervasive than that of a kitten. Concluding. She was vividly imagining. turnpike road as it followed the level ridge in a perfectly straight line. Knight-- I suppose he is a very good man. indeed. There. when she heard the click of a little gate outside.'It was breakfast time. indeed.