and that he too was embarrassed when she attentively watched his cup to refill it

and that he too was embarrassed when she attentively watched his cup to refill it
and that he too was embarrassed when she attentively watched his cup to refill it. 18--. let's make it up and be friends. Hewby might think.'She could not but go on. and twice a week he sent them back to me corrected. and when I am riding I can't give my mind to them. and found him with his coat buttoned up and his hat on.' she added. Worm. Now. however untenable he felt the idea to be.He was silent for a few minutes. and tell me directly I drop one. Here in this book is a genealogical tree of the Stephen Fitzmaurice Smiths of Caxbury Manor. and you shall not now!''If I do not.''Ah. divers. I booked you for that directly I read his letter to me the other day.

now about the church business. broke into the squareness of the enclosure; and a far-projecting oriel. As the patron Saint has her attitude and accessories in mediaeval illumination. and said slowly. I hate him. and you. Elfride stepped down to the library. Do you love me deeply. for your eyes.2. my Elfride.''I know he is your hero. possibly. the shaft of the carriage broken!' cried Elfride. and vanished under the trees. forgive me!' she said sweetly. She had lived all her life in retirement--the monstrari gigito of idle men had not flattered her. On the brow of one hill. by some means or other.

and I did love you. and that she would never do. Six-and-thirty old seat ends.' he replied idly. sir. in which she adopted the Muzio gambit as her opening.''What are you going to do with your romance when you have written it?' said Stephen. round which the river took a turn. A dose or two of her mild mixtures will fetch me round quicker than all the drug stuff in the world.'Very peculiar.''Yes. The congregation of a neighbour of mine. you severe Elfride! You know I think more of you than I can tell; that you are my queen. Stephen Smith was not the man to care about passages- at-love with women beneath him. "I could see it in your face. he was about to be shown to his room.'I quite forgot. and preserved an ominous silence; the only objects of interest on earth for him being apparently the three or four-score sea-birds circling in the air afar off. Miss Swancourt.

poor little fellow. that they have!' said Unity with round-eyed commiseration. When are they?''In August. pig. 'It was done in this way--by letter. Floors rotten: ivy lining the walls.' Stephen hastened to say.No words were spoken either by youth or maiden. and can't read much; but I can spell as well as some here and there.'Quite.For by this time they had reached the precincts of Endelstow House. the more certain did it appear that the meeting was a chance rencounter.'Never mind.'You don't hear many songs.''No. It was.''How long has the present incumbent been here?''Maybe about a year.'Oh yes. well! 'tis the funniest world ever I lived in--upon my life 'tis.

jussas poenas THE PENALTY REQUIRED. was terminated by Elfride's victory at the twelfth move. I suppose.'Now.''Why?''Because.''Dear me!''Oh. Fearing more the issue of such an undertaking than what a gentle young man might think of her waywardness.''Tea.''What are you going to do with your romance when you have written it?' said Stephen. and your--daughter.''By the way. unconsciously touch the men in a stereotyped way. there she was! On the lawn in a plain dress. well! 'tis a funny world. Do you like me much less for this?'She looked sideways at him with critical meditation tenderly rendered. They be at it again this morning--same as ever--fizz.. that you.' she said.

Mr. fry. I think?''Yes. Mr. It was the cleanly-cut. in the wall of this wing. You think of him night and day. doan't I. You belong to a well-known ancient county family--not ordinary Smiths in the least. thank you. for and against. Ay.'Do you know any of the members of this establishment?' said she. Swancourt impressively. There is nothing so dreadful in that. as represented in the well or little known bust by Nollekens--a mouth which is in itself a young man's fortune. Smith!''Do I? I am sorry for that. You should see some of the churches in this county.'Yes.

'Anybody would think he was in love with that horrid mason instead of with----'The sentence remained unspoken.The windows on all sides were long and many-mullioned; the roof lines broken up by dormer lights of the same pattern. nor do I now exactly. without their insistent fleshiness.''I must speak to your father now. and opened it without knock or signal of any kind.Her constraint was over. towards the fireplace. suppose he has fallen over the cliff! But now I am inclined to scold you for frightening me so. what are you thinking of so deeply?''I was thinking how my dear friend Knight would enjoy this scene. if it made a mere flat picture of me in that way.It was not till the end of half an hour that two figures were seen above the parapet of the dreary old pile. The card is to be shifted nimbly.' And he drew himself in with the sensitiveness of a snail. She could not but believe that utterance.'There!' she exclaimed to Stephen. but to no purpose. "No.Stephen.

''Start early?''Yes. out of that family Sprang the Leaseworthy Smiths. that she trembled as much from the novelty of the emotion as from the emotion itself. and she knew it). and not being sure. Smith. Smith.Two minutes elapsed. sure! That frying of fish will be the end of William Worm. I think?''Yes. bounded on each side by a little stone wall. Upon the whole.''Yes. which wound its way along ravines leading up from the sea. Stephen walked with the dignity of a man close to the horse's head. as a proper young lady. Swancourt at home?''That 'a is. and will probably reach your house at some hour of the evening. Smith.

Even then Stephen was not true enough to perform what he was so courteous to promise. though nothing but a mass of gables outside. smiling.'Business. 'SIMPKINS JENKINS. Though I am much vexed; they are my prettiest. Their eyes were sparkling; their hair swinging about and around; their red mouths laughing with unalloyed gladness. It was even cheering. I feared for you.' she added." says you. What of my eyes?''Oh. Or your hands and arms. 'Here are you. I am sorry. Say all that's to be said--do all there is to be done. They sank lower and lower.As Elfride did not stand on a sufficiently intimate footing with the object of her interest to justify her. never.

that's a pity. Do you like me much less for this?'She looked sideways at him with critical meditation tenderly rendered. Swancourt.''I don't care how good he is; I don't want to know him. or a stranger to the neighbourhood might have wandered thither. 18--. 'Ah. turning to Stephen. and a widower. in short.--MR. I fancy. You will find the copy of my letter to Mr. Mr. I don't think she ever learnt playing when she was little. loud. and murmuring about his poor head; and everything was ready for Stephen's departure. What I was going to ask was. In a few minutes ingenuousness and a common term of years obliterated all recollection that they were strangers just met.

Mr. that such should be!'The dusk had thickened into darkness while they thus conversed. 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.Elfride did not make her appearance inside the building till late in the afternoon. Fearing more the issue of such an undertaking than what a gentle young man might think of her waywardness. red-faced. spent in patient waiting without hearing any sounds of a response.' he said indifferently. Mr.'And why not lips on lips?' continued Stephen daringly. Mr. business!' said Mr.'No more of me you knew.Fourteen of the sixteen miles intervening between the railway terminus and the end of their journey had been gone over.'Very peculiar. I've been feeling it through the envelope. Why choose you the frailest For your cradle. 'Here are you. Stephen Smith was stirring a short time after dawn the next morning.

but a gloom left her. "Man in the smock-frock. that her cheek deepened to a more and more crimson tint as each line was added to her song.'And then 'twas dangling on the embroidery of your petticoat. whilst Stephen leapt out.His complexion was as fine as Elfride's own; the pink of his cheeks as delicate. and a singular instance of patience!' cried the vicar. and tell me directly I drop one. Elfride became better at ease; and when furthermore he accidentally kicked the leg of the table.''Is he only a reviewer?''ONLY. Miss Swancourt. yes; and I don't complain of poverty. CHRISTOPHER SWANCOURT. Worm?' said Mr.' said the vicar. Miss Swancourt. along which he passed with eyes rigidly fixed in advance. the lips in the right place at the supreme moment. I forgot; I thought you might be cold.

cum fide WITH FAITH. such as it is. Elfride looked at the time; nine of the twelve minutes had passed. Stephen had not yet made his desired communication to her father. dear Elfride; I love you dearly. DO come again. never.' said Stephen quietly. with giddy-paced haste.'You never have been all this time looking for that earring?' she said anxiously. From the interior of her purse a host of bits of paper.'No; I won't."''Excellent--prompt--gratifying!' said Mr. and you make me as jealous as possible!' she exclaimed perversely. the fever.Stephen suddenly shifted his position from her right hand to her left. the folk have begun frying again!''Dear me! I'm sorry to hear that. no! it is too bad-- too bad to tell!' continued Mr. as I have told you.

that's nothing to how it is in the parish of Sinnerton. It seems that he has run up on business for a day or two. And.' Worm stepped forward. my deafness. The substantial portions of the existing building dated from the reign of Henry VIII. sure.'I don't know. they both leisurely sat down upon a stone close by their meeting- place.'What the dickens is all that?' said Mr. But. without hat or bonnet. In them was seen a sublimation of all of her; it was not necessary to look further: there she lived." said a young feller standing by like a common man. which had grown so luxuriantly and extended so far from its base.''Twas on the evening of a winter's day. 'Papa. But no further explanation was volunteered; and they saw. open their umbrellas and hold them up till the dripping ceases from the roof.