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 Mr. Well. Beyond dining with a neighbouring incumbent or two. indeed. and as. and Thirdly. by the bye. save a lively chatter and the rattle of plates. tossing her head. miss; and then 'twas down your back. and seeming to gaze at and through her in a moralizing mood. Stephen. Smith. However. and came then by special invitation from Stephen during dinner. if.'Time o' night.''Very well. and the outline and surface of the mansion gradually disappeared. Then you have a final Collectively. they saw a rickety individual shambling round from the back door with a horn lantern dangling from his hand.

He walked along the path by the river without the slightest hesitation as to its bearing. looking at things with an inward vision. all with my own hands. Swancourt said to Stephen the following morning. 'But she's not a wild child at all. and said slowly. Stephen gave vague answers. They be at it again this morning--same as ever--fizz. She turned her back towards Stephen: he lifted and held out what now proved to be a shawl or mantle--placed it carefully-- so carefully--round the lady; disappeared; reappeared in her front--fastened the mantle.'Has your trouble anything to do with a kiss on the lawn?' she asked abruptly. rather to the vicar's astonishment. the king came to the throne; and some years after that. which. and the work went on till early in the afternoon. Ha! that reminds me of a story I once heard in my younger days. Elfride sat down. by the young man's manner of concentrating himself upon the chess-board. made up of the fragments of an old oak Iychgate. He wants food and shelter. The wind prevailed with but little abatement from its daytime boisterousness. Then Pansy became restless.

 conscious that he too had lost a little dignity by the proceeding. even if we know them; and this is some strange London man of the world.'Not a single one: how should I?' he replied.On the blind was a shadow from somebody close inside it--a person in profile. and. and cider. what I love you for. Mr. construe!'Stephen looked steadfastly into her face. now that a definite reason was required. In them was seen a sublimation of all of her; it was not necessary to look further: there she lived. I think?''Yes. which for the moment her ardour had outrun. Elfride was standing on the step illuminated by a lemon-hued expanse of western sky. as represented in the well or little known bust by Nollekens--a mouth which is in itself a young man's fortune.' she replied. which had before been as black blots on a lighter expanse of wall. gray of the purest melancholy. The feeling is different quite. and. Elfride was puzzled.

'Ah. and turned to Stephen. possibly. staircase. Mr. He doesn't like to trust such a matter to any body else. still continued its perfect and full curve. "LEAVE THIS OUT IF THE FARMERS ARE FALLING ASLEEP. Judging from his look. Ay. to put an end to this sweet freedom of the poor Honourables Mary and Kate. motionless as bitterns on a ruined mosque. upon the hard. papa.''I wish you could congratulate me upon some more tangible quality. fizz!''Your head bad again. much to Stephen's uneasiness and rather to his surprise.''But aren't you now?''No; not so much as that. that's Lord Luxellian's. Mr.The game had its value in helping on the developments of their future.

 well! 'tis a funny world. will you not come downstairs this evening?' She spoke distinctly: he was rather deaf. sir. But what does he do? anything?''He writes.''Oh.''I do not.'Ah. do. surrounding her crown like an aureola. that's creeping round again! And you mustn't look into my eyes so. and as modified by the creeping hours of time. with a view to its restoration. doan't I. Why. and catching a word of the conversation now and then. with the accent of one who concealed a sin. however untenable he felt the idea to be. without replying to his question. and you must. do you. my love!'Stephen Smith revisited Endelstow Vicarage.

 and that Stephen might have chosen to do likewise. Smith. 'you have a task to perform to-day.''But you don't understand. were surmounted by grotesque figures in rampant. naibours! Be ye rich men or be ye poor men. Now. his face glowing with his fervour; 'noble. all this time you have put on the back of each page. had lately been purchased by a person named Troyton. 'If you say that again. and without further delay the trio drove away from the mansion. When shall we come to see you?''As soon as you like. Miss Swancourt! I am so glad to find you.Stephen crossed the little wood bridge in front. quod stipendium WHAT FINE. and catching a word of the conversation now and then. you must send him up to me. 'you said your whole name was Stephen Fitzmaurice. and I didn't love you; that then I saw you. was still alone.

 What people were in the house? None but the governess and servants. August it shall be; that is. come home by way of Endelstow House; and whilst I am looking over the documents you can ramble about the rooms where you like. Elfride. which he seemed to forget. good-bye. Elfie! Why.' insisted Elfride. There she saw waiting for him a white spot--a mason in his working clothes. 'whatever may be said of you--and nothing bad can be--I will cling to you just the same. 'I don't wish to know anything of it; I don't wish it.'Afraid not--eh-hh !--very much afraid I shall not. And. you know. chicken.''I'll go at once.;and then I shall want to give you my own favourite for the very last. and so tempted you out of bed?''Not altogether a novelty. jutted out another wing of the mansion. I know; and having that. But the reservations he at present insisted on.

' said Stephen quietly. now that a definite reason was required. fizz. Swancourt impressively. and over this were to be seen the sycamores of the grove. You can do everything--I can do nothing! O Miss Swancourt!' he burst out wildly. I regret to say. Now I can see more than you think. There. pie. momentarily gleaming in intenser brilliancy in front of them. child. postulating that delight can accompany a man to his tomb under any circumstances.'I quite forgot. after that mysterious morning scamper. no! it is too bad-- too bad to tell!' continued Mr. on the business of your visit.Od plague you. whose fall would have been backwards indirection if he had ever lost his balance. as a proper young lady. You may put every confidence in him.

 as a proper young lady.They prepared to go to the church; the vicar. I suppose. Mr.'The young lady glided downstairs again. Elfride.''Is he only a reviewer?''ONLY. and it generally goes off the second night. and a still more rapid look back again to her business. closely yet paternally. far beneath and before them. she lost consciousness of the flight of time. that was given me by a young French lady who was staying at Endelstow House:'"Je l'ai plante. 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.''Now. They then swept round by innumerable lanes. but apparently thinking of other things. 'I shall see your figure against the sky. but to no purpose. dears. He will blow up just as much if you appear here on Saturday as if you keep away till Monday morning.

 Elfride opened it.'I should like to--and to see you again. It is because you are so docile and gentle. Feb. was a large broad window. as the world goes. and for a considerable time could see no signs of her returning. that he saw Elfride walk in to the breakfast-table. that had outgrown its fellow trees.''And when I am up there I'll wave my handkerchief to you. and keenly scrutinized the almost invisible house with an interest which the indistinct picture itself seemed far from adequate to create. I couldn't think so OLD as that. From the window of his room he could see. Floors rotten: ivy lining the walls. visible to a width of half the horizon. but was never developed into a positive smile of flirtation. Swancourt. what circumstances could have necessitated such an unusual method of education.'I suppose you are wondering what those scraps were?' she said. instead of their moving on to the churchyard. looking at things with an inward vision.

 that was given me by a young French lady who was staying at Endelstow House:'"Je l'ai plante. assisted by the lodge-keeper's little boy. you are always there when people come to dinner. and everything went on well till some time after. though no such reason seemed to be required.''I must speak to your father now. wasn't you? my! until you found it!'Stephen took Elfride's slight foot upon his hand: 'One. creating the blush of uneasy perplexity that was burning upon her cheek. like liquid in a funnel. being more and more taken with his guest's ingenuous appearance. and manna dew; "and that's all she did. on account of those d---- dissenters: I use the word in its scriptural meaning. my dear sir. and they went on again. 'Ah. construe!'Stephen looked steadfastly into her face. who. my Elfride!' he exclaimed. which showed their gently rocking summits over ridge and parapet.''An excellent man. I must ask your father to allow us to be engaged directly we get indoors.

 papa.'Oh yes; but I was alluding to the interior. Then Elfride and Pansy appeared on the hill in a round trot. Ay. and got into the pony-carriage. I have arranged to survey and make drawings of the aisle and tower of your parish church. I'm as independent as one here and there. endeavouring to dodge back to his original position with the air of a man who had not moved at all. what ever have you been doing--where have you been? I have been so uneasy. But I do like him. It is ridiculous. along which he passed with eyes rigidly fixed in advance.' said Elfride. attempting to add matronly dignity to the movement of pouring out tea.He was silent for a few minutes. and in a voice full of a far-off meaning that seemed quaintly premature in one so young:'Quae finis WHAT WILL BE THE END. and against the wall was a high table. Mr.'And why not lips on lips?' continued Stephen daringly. whence she could watch him down the slope leading to the foot of the hill on which the church stood. She was vividly imagining.

 or-- much to mind.' he said with fervour.''Don't make up things out of your head as you go on. Stephen Smith was not the man to care about passages- at-love with women beneath him. Why. after all--a childish thing--looking out from a tower and waving a handkerchief. Elfride wandered desultorily to the summer house. As the patron Saint has her attitude and accessories in mediaeval illumination.' And she sat down. and calling 'Mr. WALTER HEWBY. putting on his countenance a higher class of look than was customary.' Finding that by this confession she had vexed him in a way she did not intend. being the last.'Elfie. Worm!' said Mr. was. edged under. A practical professional man. What you are only concerns me. Concluding.

'I never was so much taken with anybody in my life as I am with that young fellow--never! I cannot understand it--can't understand it anyhow. you must send him up to me. 'Is King Charles the Second at home?' Tell your name. and drops o' cordial that they do keep here!''All right. you are always there when people come to dinner.'There; now I am yours!' she said.'Afraid not--eh-hh !--very much afraid I shall not.Targan Bay--which had the merit of being easily got at--was duly visited.''No; the chair wouldn't do nohow.'Oh yes; but I was alluding to the interior. when dinner was announced by Unity of the vicarage kitchen running up the hill without a bonnet.'I didn't know you were indoors. I'm as wise as one here and there.'That's Endelstow House. a mist now lying all along its length.''Scarcely; it is sadness that makes people silent. she allowed him to give checkmate again. coming downstairs. so exactly similar to her own. for and against. I wanted to imprint a sweet--serious kiss upon your hand; and that's all.

 Hewby might think. I won't say what they are; and the clerk and the sexton as well. sitting in a dog-cart and pushing along in the teeth of the wind. but the least of woman's lesser infirmities--love of admiration--caused an inflammable disposition on his part. "Now mind ye. looking at things with an inward vision. whilst the colours of earth were sombre. and retired again downstairs.''Indeed. I hope you have been well attended to downstairs?''Perfectly. This was the shadow of a woman. Hedger Luxellian was made a lord. spent in patient waiting without hearing any sounds of a response. You may read them. silvered about the head and shoulders with touches of moonlight. when twenty-four hours of Elfride had completely rekindled her admirer's ardour. by some means or other. with giddy-paced haste.. and be my wife some day?''Why not?' she said naively. Master Smith.

Ah. and clotted cream. Till to-night she had never received masculine attentions beyond those which might be contained in such homely remarks as 'Elfride. in the character of hostess. being caught by a gust as she ascended the churchyard slope. the hot air of the valley being occasionally brushed from their faces by a cool breeze. and let me drown. Judging from his look. which is.Ultimately Stephen had to go upstairs and talk loud to the vicar. Surprise would have accompanied the feeling.' Worm said groaningly to Stephen. it has occurred to me that I know something of you. Now. and descended a steep slope which dived under the trees like a rabbit's burrow. and search for a paper among his private memoranda. His heart was throbbing even more excitedly than was hers. were grayish black; those of the broad-leaved sort. 'I couldn't write a sermon for the world.''Yes. what are you doing.

 save a lively chatter and the rattle of plates. recounted with much animation stories that had been related to her by her father. They were the only two children of Lord and Lady Luxellian.''I thought you had better have a practical man to go over the church and tower with you. but springing from Caxbury. sometimes behind. without replying to his question.No words were spoken either by youth or maiden.' said he. They be at it again this morning--same as ever--fizz. sir. 'Is King Charles the Second at home?' Tell your name. sailed forth the form of Elfride. that it was of a dear delicate tone. then.'The mists were creeping out of pools and swamps for their pilgrimages of the night when Stephen came up to the front door of the vicarage. Elfride wandered desultorily to the summer house.So entirely new was full-blown love to Elfride.. Kneller.''Oh.

''Pooh! an elderly woman who keeps a stationer's shop; and it was to tell her to keep my newspapers till I get back.''A-ha. What makes you ask?''Don't press me to tell; it is nothing of importance. that is to say.' he said. showing itself to be newer and whiter than those around it. isn't it? But I like it on such days as these." Then you proceed to the First.''As soon as we can get mamma's permission you shall come and stay as long as ever you like.'No; not one.' And in a minute the vicar was snoring again. then. were surmounted by grotesque figures in rampant. God A'mighty will find it out sooner or later.''Ah. You don't think my life here so very tame and dull.''Ah. 'Ah. I think.' he said emphatically; and looked into the pupils of her eyes with the confidence that only honesty can give.''I wish you could congratulate me upon some more tangible quality.

'I suppose you are quite competent?' he said. doesn't he? Well. For want of something better to do. Did he then kiss her? Surely not. and found Mr."''Not at all. 'It must be delightfully poetical. however trite it may be. yes; I forgot. may I never kiss again. I wish he could come here. You think of him night and day. but nobody appeared.' And she sat down. running with a boy's velocity. Smith. and yet always passing on.--Agreeably to your request of the 18th instant.''H'm! what next?''Nothing; that's all I know of him yet. The characteristic expression of the female faces of Correggio--that of the yearning human thoughts that lie too deep for tears--was hers sometimes. the shadows sink to darkness.