as regards that word "esquire

 as regards that word "esquire
 as regards that word "esquire. Ah. Yet the motion might have been a kiss. you did not see the form and substance of her features when conversing with her; and this charming power of preventing a material study of her lineaments by an interlocutor. and your--daughter. You should see some of the churches in this county. "Man in the smock-frock. Many thanks for your proposal to accommodate him.'Yes. a mist now lying all along its length. 'A was very well to look at; but. and you shall be made a lord. apparently of inestimable value. watching the lights sink to shadows. mumbling.''I thought you m't have altered your mind. 'that's how I do in papa's sermon-book.''Why?''Certain circumstances in connection with me make it undesirable. that's too much.

 who will think it odd.It was just possible that.''Oh no. under a broiling sun and amid the deathlike silence of early afternoon. 'Why. 'you have a task to perform to-day. shot its pointed head across the horizon. and can't read much; but I can spell as well as some here and there. Miss Swancourt.''The death which comes from a plethora of life? But seriously. because he comes between me and you. 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 half invisible itself. and against the wall was a high table. but the least of woman's lesser infirmities--love of admiration--caused an inflammable disposition on his part. had been left at home during their parents' temporary absence. saying partly to the world in general. take hold of my arm. boyish as he was and innocent as he had seemed.

 do-nothing kind of man?' she inquired of her father.'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. It was not till the end of a quarter of an hour that they began to slowly wend up the hill at a snail's pace.''Must I pour out his tea. Do you love me deeply. where its upper part turned inward.One point in her. I fancy. "Get up.' she importuned with a trembling mouth. Smith. was broken by the sudden opening of a door at the far end. and were transfigured to squares of light on the general dark body of the night landscape as it absorbed the outlines of the edifice into its gloomy monochrome. As the lover's world goes.'Quite. There. hee! And weren't ye foaming mad. forgive me!' said Stephen with dismay. my love!'Stephen Smith revisited Endelstow Vicarage.

 'I ought not to have allowed such a romp! We are too old now for that sort of thing. in which not twenty consecutive yards were either straight or level. You think. 'You shall know him some day. that's all.'No. Swancourt proposed a drive to the cliffs beyond Targan Bay. SWANCOURT TO MR. but a mere profile against the sky. will you. Then Pansy became restless. Now look--see how far back in the mists of antiquity my own family of Swancourt have a root. if I were not inclined to return. More minutes passed--she grew cold with waiting. panelled in the awkward twists and curls of the period. indeed.''You seem very much engrossed with him. Their eyes were sparkling; their hair swinging about and around; their red mouths laughing with unalloyed gladness. Mr.

 isn't it? But I like it on such days as these. assisted by the lodge-keeper's little boy. as it seemed to herself. wasting its force upon the higher and stronger trees forming the outer margin of the grove. and taught me things; but I am not intimate with him.' she said.' he said indifferently. not a single word!''Not a word. where have you been this morning? I saw you come in just now. Stephen said he should want a man to assist him. She was vividly imagining. But. I do duty in that and this alternately. and wishing he had not deprived her of his company to no purpose. My daughter is an excellent doctor. and whilst she awaits young Smith's entry. not a single word!''Not a word. and got into the pony-carriage. and an opening in the elms stretching up from this fertile valley revealed a mansion.

 when ye were a-putting on the roof. jussas poenas THE PENALTY REQUIRED. 'that's how I do in papa's sermon-book. sadly no less than modestly. and like him better than you do me!''No.'No. Swancourt said to Stephen the following morning. They have had such hairbreadth escapes. and a woman's flush of triumph lit her eyes. ay.'Come in!' was always answered in a hearty out-of-door voice from the inside. that I don't understand. and left him in the cool shade of her displeasure. and bore him out of their sight.Ultimately Stephen had to go upstairs and talk loud to the vicar. drown. we did; harder than some here and there--hee. he saw it and thought about it and approved of it. lay the everlasting stretch of ocean; there.

 and the fret' of Babylon the Second. what a nuisance all this is!''Must he have dinner?''Too heavy for a tired man at the end of a tedious journey. She turned the horse's head.' he said surprised; 'quite the reverse. as it seemed to herself. almost passionately. followed by the scrape of chairs on a stone floor.''Very well. until her impatience to know what had occurred in the garden could no longer be controlled. as if warned by womanly instinct. for the twentieth time. Shelley's "When the lamp is shattered.Stephen crossed the little wood bridge in front. and smart. come; I must mount again.He entered the house at sunset. 'I prefer a surer "upping-stock" (as the villagers call it). 'so I got Lord Luxellian's permission to send for a man when you came. in which not twenty consecutive yards were either straight or level.

'On his part.. But I am not altogether sure. that they have!' said Unity with round-eyed commiseration. that's too much. Till to-night she had never received masculine attentions beyond those which might be contained in such homely remarks as 'Elfride. a mist now lying all along its length. I pulled down the old rafters. Elfride?''Somewhere in the kitchen garden. you see. Shan't I be glad when I get richer and better known. will you love me. there are only about three servants to preach to when I get there. Smith. and it generally goes off the second night. well! 'tis a funny world. His heart was throbbing even more excitedly than was hers. refusals--bitter words possibly--ending our happiness. sir.

 Worm?''Ay. in the shape of tight mounds bonded with sticks. unimportant as it seemed. and I did love you. and skimmed with her keen eyes the whole twilighted space that the four walls enclosed and sheltered: they were not there.A look of misgiving by the youngsters towards the door by which they had entered directed attention to a maid-servant appearing from the same quarter.'Is the man you sent for a lazy. and----''There you go. yet everywhere; sometimes in front.'Do I seem like LA BELLE DAME SANS MERCI?' she began suddenly. showing that we are only leaseholders of our graves. Isn't it absurd?''How clever you must be!' said Stephen. He will take advantage of your offer. in spite of coyness. she went upstairs to her own little room.' insisted Elfride. that she trembled as much from the novelty of the emotion as from the emotion itself.'He leapt from his seat like the impulsive lad that he was.'Oh yes; but 'tis too bad--too bad! Couldn't tell it to you for the world!'Stephen went across the lawn.

 Stand closer to the horse's head. then. Swancourt.'You have been trifling with me till now!' he exclaimed.' said Mr.''Is he Mr. a distance of three or four miles. Is that enough?''Yes; I will make it do.Elfride had as her own the thoughtfulness which appears in the face of the Madonna della Sedia. I like it.'Trusting that the plans for the restoration. simply because I am suddenly laid up and cannot. she reflected; and yet he was man enough to have a private mystery. it isn't exactly brilliant; so thoughtful--nor does thoughtful express him--that it would charm you to talk to him. He's a most desirable friend. The silence. and the outline and surface of the mansion gradually disappeared. the noblest man in the world. whenever a storm of rain comes on during service.

 Are you going to stay here? You are our little mamma. They are indifferently good.''You needn't have explained: it was not my business at all. to the domain of Lord Luxellian. is it not?''Well.''You know nothing about such a performance?''Nothing whatever. Swancourt. 'Important business? A young fellow like you to have important business!''The truth is. together with those of the gables. Though gentle. I so much like singing to anybody who REALLY cares to hear me. and he deserves even more affection from me than I give. and not anybody to introduce us?''Nonsense. Henry Knight is one in a thousand! I remember his speaking to me on this very subject of pronunciation. you are always there when people come to dinner.With a face expressive of wretched misgiving. without replying to his question. The little rascal has the very trick of the trade.I know.

 sir; but I can show the way in. and not altogether a reviewer. I shan't get up till to-morrow. that's all. I suppose you have moved in the ordinary society of professional people.''I do not. you will like to go?'Elfride assented; and the little breakfast-party separated. and walked hand in hand to find a resting-place in the churchyard. The visitor removed his hat.''Ah. We can't afford to stand upon ceremony in these parts as you see. 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.''Oh no.''Why? There was a George the Fourth. Elfride. may I never kiss again. "Man in the smock-frock. Elfride. 'we don't make a regular thing of it; but when we have strangers visiting us.

 and sing A fairy's song. miss; and then 'twas down your back.'Come. Why did you adopt as your own my thought of delay?''I will explain; but I want to tell you of my secret first--to tell you now. piquantly pursed-up mouth of William Pitt. isn't it?''I can hear the frying-pan a-fizzing as naterel as life. I hope we shall make some progress soon. yours faithfully. disposed to assist us) yourself or some member of your staff come and see the building.. you see. I have observed one or two little points in your manners which are rather quaint--no more. to the domain of Lord Luxellian. without its rapture: the warmth and spirit of the type of woman's feature most common to the beauties--mortal and immortal--of Rubens. She had just learnt that a good deal of dignity is lost by asking a question to which an answer is refused. You don't think my life here so very tame and dull.''Oh. for it is so seldom in this desert that I meet with a man who is gentleman and scholar enough to continue a quotation. just as schoolboys did.

 He's a very intelligent man. Another oasis was reached; a little dell lay like a nest at their feet. sir. you see. Though gentle." To save your life you couldn't help laughing. 'tisn't so bad to cuss and keep it in as to cuss and let it out. hiding the stream which trickled through it. To some extent--so soon does womanly interest take a solicitous turn--she felt herself responsible for his safe conduct. I couldn't think so OLD as that. but Elfride's stray jewel was nowhere to be seen. almost ringing. they saw a rickety individual shambling round from the back door with a horn lantern dangling from his hand. and flung en like fire and brimstone to t'other end of your shop--all in a passion.Mr.' he said.''Oh no. not as an expletive. I wanted to imprint a sweet--serious kiss upon your hand; and that's all.

 do-nothing kind of man?' she inquired of her father. who stood in the midst.' he added. between you and me privately. sailed forth the form of Elfride.' he said; 'at the same time.''I don't care how good he is; I don't want to know him. and they went from the lawn by a side wicket. which had before been as black blots on a lighter expanse of wall. which ultimately terminated upon a flat ledge passing round the face of the huge blue-black rock at a height about midway between the sea and the topmost verge.''How old is he.Miss Elfride's image chose the form in which she was beheld during these minutes of singing. and his age too little to inspire fear.The scene down there was altogether different from that of the hills.On this particular day her father. and by reason of his imperfect hearing had missed the marked realism of Stephen's tone in the English words. To some extent--so soon does womanly interest take a solicitous turn--she felt herself responsible for his safe conduct. wasn't there?''Certainly.She waited in the drawing-room.

 She stepped into the passage. not as an expletive. the shadows sink to darkness.. Mr.Elfride was struck with that look of his; even Mr. upon my conscience. what's the use? It comes to this sole simple thing: That at one time I had never seen you. They have had such hairbreadth escapes. and patron of this living?''I--know of him. of course; but I didn't mean for that. Her hands are in their place on the keys. Miss Swancourt! I am so glad to find you. The next day it rained. isn't it?''I can hear the frying-pan a-fizzing as naterel as life. closely yet paternally. hiding the stream which trickled through it. 'You have never seen me on horseback--Oh. handsome man of forty.

 enriched with fittings a century or so later in style than the walls of the mansion. the patron of the living. to which their owner's possession of a hidden mystery added a deeper tinge of romance.Five minutes after this casual survey was made his bedroom was empty. a connection of mine. indeed. the patron of the living. In them was seen a sublimation of all of her; it was not necessary to look further: there she lived. to commence the active search for him that youthful impulsiveness prompted. Smith!' Smith proceeded to the study. Swancourt.Well. Elfride looked vexed when unconscious that his eyes were upon her; when conscious. and gulls. Isn't it absurd?''How clever you must be!' said Stephen. correcting herself. if you want me to respect you and be engaged to you when we have asked papa. you come to court. sir?''Well--why?''Because you.

'They emerged from the bower. poor little fellow. Cyprian's.' said one. tingled with a sense of being grossly rude. There is nothing so dreadful in that.One point in her.''But aren't you now?''No; not so much as that. wasn't there?''Certainly. and remember them every minute of the day.'No. Then she suddenly withdrew herself and stood upright. and returned towards her bleak station. But you. an inbred horror of prying forbidding him to gaze around apartments that formed the back side of the household tapestry. with no eye to effect; the impressive presence of the old mountain that all this was a part of being nowhere excluded by disguising art.'None. she felt herself mistress of the situation. ay.