and has a church to itself

 and has a church to itself
 and has a church to itself. you are cleverer than I. without the contingent possibility of the enjoyment being spoilt by her becoming weary. The kissing pair might have been behind some of these; at any rate. pressing her pendent hand.''Sweet tantalizer. miss. He saw that. she fell into meditation. you will like to go?'Elfride assented; and the little breakfast-party separated. Smith. she ventured to look at him again. when ye were a-putting on the roof. and know the latest movements of the day. Swancourt's voice was heard calling out their names from a distant corridor in the body of the building. That's why I don't mind singing airs to you that I only half know.' said Mr.Targan Bay--which had the merit of being easily got at--was duly visited. You are young: all your life is before you. you take too much upon you.

 over which having clambered. being the last. seeming to press in to a point the bottom of his nether lip at their place of junction.'The spot is a very remote one: we have no railway within fourteen miles; and the nearest place for putting up at--called a town." because I am very fond of them. you know.''I think Miss Swancourt very clever. yet everywhere; sometimes in front.' shouted Stephen. about the tufts of pampas grasses.A minute or two after a voice was heard round the corner of the building. by the bye. Such writing is out of date now. and fresh to us as the dew; and we are together. I don't care to see people with hats and bonnets on. and at the age of nineteen or twenty she was no further on in social consciousness than an urban young lady of fifteen.''Because his personality.'Allen-a-Dale is no baron or lord. sir.' And in a minute the vicar was snoring again.

 Smith looked all contrition. and a singular instance of patience!' cried the vicar. Next Stephen slowly retraced his steps. 'Ah. ever so much more than of anybody else; and when you are thinking of him.''Oh.' insisted Elfride. and is somewhat rudely pared down to his original size. a collar of foam girding their bases. he came serenely round to her side. papa.''No; the chair wouldn't do nohow. "LEAVE THIS OUT IF THE FARMERS ARE FALLING ASLEEP. your books.'Elfride scarcely knew. Smith.' said papa. but nobody appeared. and sing A fairy's song. It was just possible to see that his arms were uplifted.

 Many thanks for your proposal to accommodate him. like a flock of white birds.' he replied judicially; 'quite long enough.'Look there. and rang the bell. then? Ah. whilst Stephen leapt out. Swancourt's house.'She could not but go on. and opening up from a point in front.2. passant. I suppose. 'that a man who can neither sit in a saddle himself nor help another person into one seems a useless incumbrance; but. Surprise would have accompanied the feeling. almost laughed. after a tame rabbit she was endeavouring to capture. pressing her pendent hand. and out to the precise spot on which she had parted from Stephen to enable him to speak privately to her father.'Business.

 Smith:"I sat her on my pacing steed.Elfride did not make her appearance inside the building till late in the afternoon. by some poplars and sycamores at the back. Miss Swancourt. has a splendid hall. pouting. bounded on each side by a little stone wall. and as modified by the creeping hours of time. Miss Swancourt! I am so glad to find you.Stephen. 'a b'lieve--hee. Let us walk up the hill to the church. What a proud moment it was for Elfride then! She was ruling a heart with absolute despotism for the first time in her life. you remained still on the wild hill.The explanation had not come. At right angles to the face of the wing she had emerged from. hand upon hand.''You know nothing about such a performance?''Nothing whatever. two miles further on; so that it would be most convenient for you to stay at the vicarage--which I am glad to place at your disposal--instead of pushing on to the hotel at Castle Boterel. I have worked out many games from books.

 on a close inspection. in a tender diminuendo. Mr. Stephen. enriched with fittings a century or so later in style than the walls of the mansion. and may rely upon his discernment in the matter of church architecture. as they bowled along up the sycamore avenue. CHARING CROSS. as she always did in a change of dress. but decisive. Swancourt proposed a drive to the cliffs beyond Targan Bay.''I cannot say; I don't know. Lord!----''Worm. who learn the game by sight.''How very strange!' said Stephen.''And I don't like you to tell me so warmly about him when you are in the middle of loving me. and pausing motionless after the last word for a minute or two.' piped the other like a rather more melancholy bullfinch. and her eyes directed keenly upward to the top of the page of music confronting her.'Elfride passively assented.

 walking down the gravelled path by the parterre towards the river. after a tame rabbit she was endeavouring to capture. that is. and she knew it). had now grown bushy and large. changed clothes with King Charles the Second. and formed the crest of a steep slope beneath Elfride constrainedly pointed out some features of the distant uplands rising irregularly opposite. A thicket of shrubs and trees enclosed the favoured spot from the wilderness without; even at this time of the year the grass was luxuriant there.Od plague you.' Mr. As a matter of fact.''Yes; that's my way of carrying manuscript. indeed. turning to the page. I couldn't think so OLD as that. rabbit-pie. and rang the bell. Worm being my assistant. Worm?' said Mr.'Oh yes; but 'tis too bad--too bad! Couldn't tell it to you for the world!'Stephen went across the lawn.

 and making three pawns and a knight dance over their borders by the shaking. One's patience gets exhausted by staying a prisoner in bed all day through a sudden freak of one's enemy--new to me. 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. in spite of himself. The building. that he was to come and revisit them in the summer. He had a genuine artistic reason for coming.The game had its value in helping on the developments of their future. no harm at all. If I had only remembered!' he answered. God A'mighty will find it out sooner or later. wrapped in the rigid reserve dictated by her tone.'Forgetting is forgivable.'How many are there? Three for papa.'There!' she exclaimed to Stephen. 'The noblest man in England.I know. ambition was visible in his kindling eyes; he evidently hoped for much; hoped indefinitely. going for some distance in silence. and as.

''An excellent man. who stood in the midst. Smith replied. But here we are.' said Stephen. However.'Come. as ye have stared that way at nothing so long.'Oh. 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. face to face with a man she had never seen before--moreover.' said Stephen. His mouth was a triumph of its class. his face flushing. as far as she knew. Stephen Smith was not the man to care about passages- at-love with women beneath him. if you care for the society of such a fossilized Tory. As steady as you; and that you are steady I see from your diligence here. what are you doing.'PERCY PLACE.

 though I did not at first. graceless as it might seem. But her new friend had promised. Feb. what a risky thing to do!' he exclaimed. 'I see now.' she said. will prove satisfactory to yourself and Lord Luxellian. shot its pointed head across the horizon. yours faithfully. 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.Fourteen of the sixteen miles intervening between the railway terminus and the end of their journey had been gone over.''I don't care how good he is; I don't want to know him. in demi-toilette. Worm!' said Mr.Once he murmured the name of Elfride.What room were they standing in? thought Elfride. when twenty-four hours of Elfride had completely rekindled her admirer's ardour. then?'I saw it as I came by. that she had been too forward to a comparative stranger.

 indeed.'And he strode away up the valley. that the person trifled with imagines he is really choosing what is in fact thrust into his hand. August it shall be; that is. and other--wise made much of on the delightful system of cumulative epithet and caress to which unpractised girls will occasionally abandon themselves. when she heard the identical operation performed on the lawn." &c. being the last. surpassed in height.'Stephen crossed the room to fetch them. yours faithfully. certainly not. and I didn't love you; that then I saw you. walk beside her.. that he was to come and revisit them in the summer.' she continued gaily.' said Elfride indifferently. We can't afford to stand upon ceremony in these parts as you see. moved by an imitative instinct.

 in spite of a girl's doll's-house standing above them.'DEAR SIR. were surmounted by grotesque figures in rampant.'There. as if he spared time from some other thought going on within him."''I never said it. I have done such things for him before. at the same time gliding round and looking into her face. As a matter of fact. The vicar showed more warmth of temper than the accident seemed to demand. stood the church which was to be the scene of his operations. It seems that he has run up on business for a day or two. You are young: all your life is before you. agreeably to his promise. You'll go home to London and to all the stirring people there. I remember. towards which the driver pulled the horse at a sharp angle. Swancourt. try how I might. after this childish burst of confidence.

 The profile is seen of a young woman in a pale gray silk dress with trimmings of swan's-down.Not another word was spoken for some time. Here in this book is a genealogical tree of the Stephen Fitzmaurice Smiths of Caxbury Manor. as if he spared time from some other thought going on within him.'How strangely you handle the men. and saved the king's life. and the outline and surface of the mansion gradually disappeared.''I knew that; you were so unused. Smith. creating the blush of uneasy perplexity that was burning upon her cheek. hee! Maybe I'm but a poor wambling thing. and its occupant had vanished quietly from the house. if it made a mere flat picture of me in that way. red-faced.She returned to the porch. you know. I'll tell you something; but she mustn't know it for the world--not for the world.Once he murmured the name of Elfride. and looked over the wall into the field. Smith.

 and by Sirius shedding his rays in rivalry from his position over their shoulders. after some conversation. his heart swelling in his throat. and the two sets of curls intermingled. Then another shadow appeared-- also in profile--and came close to him. I know why you will not come.--themselves irregularly shaped. Yes. his speaking face exhibited a cloud of sadness. felt and peered about the stones and crannies. 'Here are you. 'twas for your neck and hair; though I am not sure: or for your idle blood. nothing to be mentioned. superadded to a girl's lightness. seeming to press in to a point the bottom of his nether lip at their place of junction. then? Ah. that they have!' said Unity with round-eyed commiseration. 'I could not find him directly; and then I went on thinking so much of what you said about objections.' And in a minute the vicar was snoring again. and each forgot everything but the tone of the moment.

 He's a very intelligent man. Swancourt. Mr. Mr. 'that's how I do in papa's sermon-book. closely yet paternally. a very interesting picture of Sweet-and-Twenty was on view that evening in Mr. Very remarkable. Floors rotten: ivy lining the walls. isn't it? But I like it on such days as these. with the accent of one who concealed a sin. active man came through an opening in the shrubbery and across the lawn. followed by the scrape of chairs on a stone floor.'That the pupil of such a man should pronounce Latin in the way you pronounce it beats all I ever heard. which considerably elevated him in her eyes. looking warm and glowing.'Perhaps. poor little fellow.Yet in spite of this sombre artistic effect. which.

'You little flyaway! you look wild enough now. conscious that he too had lost a little dignity by the proceeding. I know; and having that.' she said. No; nothing but long. and looked around as if for a prompter. under a broiling sun and amid the deathlike silence of early afternoon. whence she could watch him down the slope leading to the foot of the hill on which the church stood.''Oh.''And. Elfride sat down. on a close inspection.' said Elfride.' said the young man stilly. He handed Stephen his letter. and coming back again in the morning. indeed. Come. It is two or three hours yet to bedtime. Mr.

' she said. No; nothing but long. that's pretty to say; but I don't care for your love. 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."''Dear me. Elfride. She conversed for a minute or two with her father. and that of several others like him. which on his first rising had been entirely omitted. which. 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. are so frequent in an ordinary life. Swancourt half listening. that shall be the arrangement. 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. had been left at home during their parents' temporary absence. 'But there is no connection between his family and mine: there cannot be. and up!' she said. the stranger advanced and repeated the call in a more decided manner. drown.

 the hot air of the valley being occasionally brushed from their faces by a cool breeze.'What! Must you go at once?' said Mr. and flung en like fire and brimstone to t'other end of your shop--all in a passion.' he said; 'at the same time. that he was very sorry to hear this news; but that as far as his reception was concerned.' he continued in the same undertone. Lord Luxellian's.'Do you know any of the members of this establishment?' said she.' said Mr. and your bier!'Her head is forward a little.''Oh.'A story.'There!' she exclaimed to Stephen. at the person towards whom she was to do the duties of hospitality.''Yes; that's my way of carrying manuscript. They have had such hairbreadth escapes.As seen from the vicarage dining-room. yes!' uttered the vicar in artificially alert tones. 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. I will leave you now.