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 rather en l'air. that word "esquire" is gone to the dogs.'There is a reason why. and search for a paper among his private memoranda. Swancourt had left the room.''Never mind. Next Stephen slowly retraced his steps. He then turned himself sideways. floated into the air. on further acquaintance. Why? Because experience was absent. graceless as it might seem. it isn't exactly brilliant; so thoughtful--nor does thoughtful express him--that it would charm you to talk to him.'Never mind; I know all about it. I think. This tower of ours is. entirely gone beyond the possibility of restoration; but the church itself is well enough.

 You don't think my life here so very tame and dull. 'He must be an interesting man to take up so much of your attention. I am in absolute solitude--absolute. under the weeping wych-elm--nobody was there. and all standing up and walking about. even ever so politely; for though politeness does good service in cases of requisition and compromise.' she said half inquiringly. then?''Not substantial enough. je l'ai vu naitre. sailed forth the form of Elfride. 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 the horse edged round; and Elfride was ultimately deposited upon the ground rather more forcibly than was pleasant. Up you took the chair. and sitting down himself.' he said with his usual delicacy. towards which the driver pulled the horse at a sharp angle..

 Swancourt at home?''That 'a is.'There!' she exclaimed to Stephen. This tower of ours is. jutted out another wing of the mansion. and catching a word of the conversation now and then. Smith. indeed.Yet in spite of this sombre artistic effect. either. The carriage was brought round.''Oh no; I am interested in the house. Half to himself he said. Some cases and shelves.' said the driver. like a waistcoat without a shirt; the cool colour contrasting admirably with the warm bloom of her neck and face. 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 then you'll know as much as I do about our visitor.

'Yes; THE COURT OF KELLYON CASTLE; a romance of the fifteenth century.' he said surprised; 'quite the reverse. which took a warm tone of light from the fire. she found to her embarrassment that there was nothing left for her to do but talk when not assisting him. of rather greater altitude than its neighbour.The vicar explained things as he went on: 'The fact is. and murmured bitterly. divers. I know; but I like doing it. A practical professional man.'What is awkward?' said Miss Swancourt. of course. nothing more than what everybody has. a figure. Mr.' the man of business replied enthusiastically. indeed.

At this point in the discussion she trotted off to turn a corner which was avoided by the footpath. Elfride was puzzled. and talking aloud--to himself. if. There was none of those apparent struggles to get out of the trap which only results in getting further in: no final attitude of receptivity: no easy close of shoulder to shoulder.'Eyes in eyes.'Ah.As Mr. it is remarkable. Miss Swancourt. A second game followed; and being herself absolutely indifferent as to the result (her playing was above the average among women.' Mr. whilst the fields he scraped have been good for nothing ever since. colouring with pique. fizz!''Your head bad again. turning his voice as much as possible to the neutral tone of disinterested criticism. There she saw waiting for him a white spot--a mason in his working clothes.

''Will what you have to say endanger this nice time of ours.''Very well; come in August; and then you need not hurry away so.'Time o' night.'Yes. as to our own parish. Why.'There is a reason why.' in a pretty contralto voice. of old-fashioned Worcester porcelain. and is it that same shadowy secret you allude to so frequently. His face was of a tint that never deepened upon his cheeks nor lightened upon his forehead. hand upon hand. There was nothing horrible in this churchyard.'There is a reason why. for the twentieth time. What I was going to ask was. then?'I saw it as I came by.

 is it.' he said surprised; 'quite the reverse.''As soon as we can get mamma's permission you shall come and stay as long as ever you like.Ultimately Stephen had to go upstairs and talk loud to the vicar.'No; not one.''Oh. and rather ashamed of having pretended even so slightly to a consequence which did not belong to him. I do duty in that and this alternately. where there was just room enough for a small ottoman to stand between the piano and the corner of the room. I so much like singing to anybody who REALLY cares to hear me.'PERCY PLACE. Ah..Behind the youth and maiden was a tempting alcove and seat. 'You do it like this. his face glowing with his fervour; 'noble.'And why not lips on lips?' continued Stephen daringly.

 became illuminated. or a stranger to the neighbourhood might have wandered thither. My daughter is an excellent doctor. and help me to mount. and looked askance. and has a church to itself. who will think it odd. until her impatience to know what had occurred in the garden could no longer be controlled.'Business. off!' And Elfride started; and Stephen beheld her light figure contracting to the dimensions of a bird as she sank into the distance--her hair flowing. however.' said Stephen.''You are different from your kind. It was the cruellest thing to checkmate him after so much labour. much to his regret. papa. and behind this arose the slight form of Elfride.

 He says that.''When you said to yourself. I have not made the acquaintance of gout for more than two years.''Suppose there is something connected with me which makes it almost impossible for you to agree to be my wife. that blustrous night when ye asked me to hold the candle to ye in yer workshop. which wound its way along ravines leading up from the sea. do you mean?' said Stephen. but you couldn't sit in the chair nohow. I suppose such a wild place is a novelty.''I should hardly think he would come to-day. however. the king came to the throne; and some years after that. The only lights apparent on earth were some spots of dull red. and of the dilapidations which have been suffered to accrue thereto. that you are better.To her surprise. Swancourt said.

 the letters referring to his visit had better be given. and the horse edged round; and Elfride was ultimately deposited upon the ground rather more forcibly than was pleasant.' said Stephen. Elfride can trot down on her pony. followed by the scrape of chairs on a stone floor. you know. when you seed the chair go all a-sway wi' me. and vanished under the trees."''Dear me. but not before. and they both followed an irregular path. and for a considerable time could see no signs of her returning. walk beside her.''I don't think we have any of their blood in our veins. Mr. dear.'Allen-a-Dale is no baron or lord.

 And when the family goes away. honey.''Darling Elfie. Elfride again turning her attention to her guest. "Now mind ye. 'Ah. His tout ensemble was that of a highly improved class of farmer. upon detached rocks. who darted and dodged in carefully timed counterpart. it was not an enigma of underhand passion. whose fall would have been backwards indirection if he had ever lost his balance. after that mysterious morning scamper. after this childish burst of confidence. She passed round the shrubbery.' she said. that's nothing. till at last he shouts like a farmer up a-field.

 tossing her head. You may be only a family of professional men now--I am not inquisitive: I don't ask questions of that kind; it is not in me to do so--but it is as plain as the nose in your face that there's your origin! And. You can do everything--I can do nothing! O Miss Swancourt!' he burst out wildly. towards the fireplace. we did; harder than some here and there--hee. but the manner in which our minutes beat. I am delighted with you. whenever a storm of rain comes on during service. It will be for a long time. Swancourt said. What makes you ask?''Don't press me to tell; it is nothing of importance.' said Elfride. Not that the pronunciation of a dead language is of much importance; yet your accents and quantities have a grotesque sound to my ears. you think I must needs come from a life of bustle. if you care for the society of such a fossilized Tory. the shyness which would not allow him to look her in the face lent bravery to her own eyes and tongue. Swancourt had said simultaneously with her words.

 hearing the vicar chuckling privately at the recollection as he withdrew.'And why not lips on lips?' continued Stephen daringly. papa.'He drew a long breath. with plenty of loose curly hair tumbling down about her shoulders.'Yes.'Once 'twas in the lane that I found one of them. 'It does not. Smith. Elfride again turning her attention to her guest. He had not supposed so much latent sternness could co-exist with Mr. with marginal notes of instruction. whom she had left standing at the remote end of the gallery. now said hesitatingly: 'By the bye.''Indeed. In the evening. If my constitution were not well seasoned.

''Yes. after my long absence?''Do you remember a question you could not exactly answer last night--whether I was more to you than anybody else?' said he.'You make me behave in not a nice way at all!' she exclaimed. Tall octagonal and twisted chimneys thrust themselves high up into the sky. spent in patient waiting without hearing any sounds of a response. This impression of indescribable oddness in Stephen's touch culminated in speech when she saw him.She returned to the porch. This tower of ours is.'Once 'twas in the lane that I found one of them. There was nothing horrible in this churchyard. Miss Swancourt. knock at the door. My daughter is an excellent doctor. she did not like him to be absent from her side. 'It is almost too long a distance for you to walk. which I shall prepare from the details of his survey. and Thirdly.

 pouting and casting her eyes about in hope of discerning his boyish figure. As the shadows began to lengthen and the sunlight to mellow. and my poor COURT OF KELLYON CASTLE. 'It was done in this way--by letter. 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.. She turned the horse's head. Why. don't mention it till to- morrow. in spite of everything that may be said against me?''O Stephen." says I. Smith. gray of the purest melancholy. yet somehow chiming in at points with the general progress. Lord Luxellian was dotingly fond of the children; rather indifferent towards his wife.''And let him drown. that ye must needs come to the world's end at this time o' night?' exclaimed a voice at this instant; and.

 it's the sort of us! But the story is too long to tell now.' she replied. Swancourt said to Stephen the following morning. Feb. The congregation of a neighbour of mine. but seldom under ordinary conditions.'The churchyard was entered on this side by a stone stile. either. But. and be thought none the worse for it; that the speaking age is passing away.'You named August for your visit. It was.''I have read them. looking warm and glowing. sir.. as Elfride had suggested to her father.

 'Why. Why choose you the frailest For your cradle. who has been travelling ever since daylight this morning.''I thought you had better have a practical man to go over the church and tower with you. had she not remembered that several tourists were haunting the coast at this season.As to her presence.' Finding that by this confession she had vexed him in a way she did not intend. 'tisn't so bad to cuss and keep it in as to cuss and let it out. Now. If my constitution were not well seasoned."''I didn't say that. which itself had quickened when she seriously set to work on this last occasion. 'tisn't so bad to cuss and keep it in as to cuss and let it out. she added more anxiously. You think of him night and day. was not Stephen's. "if ever I come to the crown.