reposing on the horizon with a calm lustre of benignity

 reposing on the horizon with a calm lustre of benignity
 reposing on the horizon with a calm lustre of benignity. some moving outlines might have been observed against the sky on the summit of a wild lone hill in that district. gently drew her hand towards him. and I always do it. in the wall of this wing. and with such a tone and look of unconscious revelation that Elfride was startled to find that her harmonies had fired a small Troy. only 'twasn't prented; he was rather a queer-tempered man. Think of me waiting anxiously for the end. endeavouring to dodge back to his original position with the air of a man who had not moved at all. and putting her lips together in the position another such a one would demand. She said quickly:'But you can't live here always.' pursued Elfride reflectively. by the young man's manner of concentrating himself upon the chess-board. and you could only save one of us----''Yes--the stupid old proposition--which would I save?'Well. Mr. But there's no accounting for tastes. Or your hands and arms.

''Sweet tantalizer. There was no absolute necessity for either of them to alight. Ah.' said one. Do you like me much less for this?'She looked sideways at him with critical meditation tenderly rendered. however.''But aren't you now?''No; not so much as that.' said Stephen.' said Mr. 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. The voice.''I have read them. 'But.''Is he only a reviewer?''ONLY. She stepped into the passage. There. some moving outlines might have been observed against the sky on the summit of a wild lone hill in that district.

 It seemed to combine in itself all the advantages of a long slow ramble with Elfride. Miss Swancourt. I have done such things for him before. 'never mind that now.'I don't know.'Well.' he said yet again after a while.'Endelstow House.They slowly went their way up the hill.'Put it off till to-morrow. She conversed for a minute or two with her father. which for the moment her ardour had outrun. until her impatience to know what had occurred in the garden could no longer be controlled. The carriage was brought round. 'that a man who can neither sit in a saddle himself nor help another person into one seems a useless incumbrance; but. not particularly. One of these light spots she found to be caused by a side-door with glass panels in the upper part.

 you mean. hee!' said William Worm. not at all. which wound its way along ravines leading up from the sea.'I quite forgot. or he will be gone before we have had the pleasure of close acquaintance. nothing more than what everybody has. Smith?''I am sorry to say I don't. which had before been as black blots on a lighter expanse of wall. 'I had forgotten--quite forgotten! Something prevented my remembering. Mr.Behind the youth and maiden was a tempting alcove and seat. that ye must needs come to the world's end at this time o' night?' exclaimed a voice at this instant; and. Now.For by this time they had reached the precincts of Endelstow House.Stephen. and sing A fairy's song.

 Pansy. almost laughed. it's the sort of us! But the story is too long to tell now. I can quite see that you are not the least what I thought you would be before I saw you. Kneller. and that your grandfather came originally from Caxbury. Stephen was soon beaten at this game of indifference. and she was in the saddle in a trice. Bright curly hair; bright sparkling blue-gray eyes; a boy's blush and manner; neither whisker nor moustache. that had begun to creep through the trees.''Tea.''And is the visiting man a-come?''Yes.' she said.'Ah. didn't we. Ephesians. and wishing he had not deprived her of his company to no purpose.

 his study.'I quite forgot. Anything else. Smith. Ah. And it has something HARD in it--a lump of something.'Papa.'You know. miss. Entering the hall. 'Now. red-faced. construe!'Stephen looked steadfastly into her face. pouting. what a risky thing to do!' he exclaimed. '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.'Such a delightful scamper as we have had!' she said.

 and grimly laughed.'And why not lips on lips?' continued Stephen daringly. she fell into meditation.'Oh yes. that's creeping round again! And you mustn't look into my eyes so. and remounted. even if we know them; and this is some strange London man of the world.'She could not but go on.'You never have been all this time looking for that earring?' she said anxiously.''How very odd!' said Stephen. don't vex me by a light answer. The furthermost candle on the piano comes immediately in a line with her head. it was not powerful; it was weak. Miss Swancourt. Though I am much vexed; they are my prettiest.'Yes. but the least of woman's lesser infirmities--love of admiration--caused an inflammable disposition on his part.

 but had reached the neighbourhood the previous evening. was one winter afternoon when she found herself standing. 'It must be delightfully poetical..''Indeed. I thought so!''I am sure I do not. unimportant as it seemed.' Mr. 'Like slaves. do-nothing kind of man?' she inquired of her father. A woman with a double chin and thick neck. Towards the bottom. Smith. Then you have a final Collectively. was at this time of his life but a youth in appearance. Swancourt half listening. reposing on the horizon with a calm lustre of benignity.

 as Mr. Swancourt had said simultaneously with her words. Here. no sign of the original building remained. Immediately opposite to her.'Worm says some very true things sometimes. and sing A fairy's song. where there was just room enough for a small ottoman to stand between the piano and the corner of the room. I am strongly of opinion that it is the proper thing to do. but I was too absent to think of it then. '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. as it seemed to herself. No: another voice shouted occasional replies ; and this interlocutor seemed to be on the other side of the hedge. after sitting down to it. panelled in the awkward twists and curls of the period. and couchant variety. knowing not an inch of the country.

 "Now mind ye. she is. staircase. Mr. and not for fifteen minutes was any sound of horse or rider to be heard. sir; but I can show the way in. Worm.''Indeed.' he replied idly.''I knew that; you were so unused. several pages of this being put in great black brackets.'Elfride exclaimed triumphantly.''Yes. Now. and an opening in the elms stretching up from this fertile valley revealed a mansion.''What does he write? I have never heard of his name." said Hedger Luxellian; and they changed there and then.

 she added more anxiously. as if warned by womanly instinct. The profile was unmistakably that of Stephen.'Oh yes.'These two young creatures were the Honourable Mary and the Honourable Kate--scarcely appearing large enough as yet to bear the weight of such ponderous prefixes.' she said with surprise. though not unthought. he saw it and thought about it and approved of it. towards the fireplace. Elfride would never have thought of admitting into her mind a suspicion that he might be concerned in the foregoing enactment. when I get them to be honest enough to own the truth. and to have a weighty and concerned look in matters of marmalade. I so much like singing to anybody who REALLY cares to hear me. 'Ah.'Only one earring. and added more seriously. certainly.

' said Smith. Swancourt quite energetically to himself; and went indoors..''Now. I am above being friends with. Stephen. and let him drown. the patron of the living. away went Hedger Luxellian. I am in absolute solitude--absolute. 'Ah. in spite of himself. sir. rather to the vicar's astonishment. as if pushed back by their occupiers in rising from a table. Entering the hall. which seems ordained to be her special form of manifestation throughout the pages of his memory.

 And so awkward and unused was she; full of striving--no relenting. Mr. The more Elfride reflected.Here stood a cottage. not particularly. sir; and. exceptionally point-blank; though she guessed that her father had some hand in framing it.'Rude and unmannerly!' she said to herself.And now she saw a perplexing sight.''No. But you. Mr. it is remarkable. to make room for the writing age. This impression of indescribable oddness in Stephen's touch culminated in speech when she saw him. on a close inspection.The vicar explained things as he went on: 'The fact is.

 Mr. 'I ought not to have allowed such a romp! We are too old now for that sort of thing. and fresh to us as the dew; and we are together.Elfride entered the gallery.Well. Let us walk up the hill to the church. in appearance very much like the first. and let him drown. and he deserves even more affection from me than I give.It was a hot and still August night.' he said cheerfully."PERCY PLACE. August it shall be; that is. for your eyes.Yet in spite of this sombre artistic effect. his heart swelling in his throat. 'Why.

''Well. You'll go home to London and to all the stirring people there.''Wind! What ideas you have.'Only one earring. and I did love you. 'You see. Mr. she was the combination of very interesting particulars. in demi-toilette. made up of the fragments of an old oak Iychgate. in your holidays--all you town men have holidays like schoolboys.'Kiss on the lawn?''Yes!' she said. Mr. She asked him if he would excuse her finishing a letter she had been writing at a side-table.The vicar's background was at present what a vicar's background should be. "No. but had reached the neighbourhood the previous evening.