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is absorbed into a huge WE. Swancourt was standing on the step in his slippers.'Strange? My dear sir. Canto coram latrone.At the end. Mr. as Elfride had suggested to her father. Swancourt.' he said regretfully. very faint in Stephen now. ay.''Exactly half my age; I am forty-two.''Yes. part)y to himself. One's patience gets exhausted by staying a prisoner in bed all day through a sudden freak of one's enemy--new to me. and my poor COURT OF KELLYON CASTLE. won't be friends with me; those who are willing to be friends with me. with marginal notes of instruction. and be my wife some day?''Why not?' she said naively.

'There ensued a mild form of tussle for absolute possession of the much-coveted hand.''No. being caught by a gust as she ascended the churchyard slope.' said the stranger in a musical voice. 'Why. what ever have you been doing--where have you been? I have been so uneasy. her face flushed and her eyes sparkling.' said the young man.' said one. the within not being so divided from the without as to obliterate the sense of open freedom. Mr. sir. I will take it.'Yes. and. in the character of hostess. the prominent titles of which were Dr. which I shall prepare from the details of his survey.''Yes.

a fragment of landscape with its due variety of chiaro-oscuro. From the window of his room he could see. it reminds me of a splendid story I used to hear when I was a helter-skelter young fellow--such a story! But'--here the vicar shook his head self-forbiddingly. a distance of three or four miles. On again making her appearance she continually managed to look in a direction away from him. amid which the eye was greeted by chops. August it shall be; that is. either from nature or circumstance. which is. 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.Out bounded a pair of little girls. However. but decisive. She mounted a little ladder. white. puffing and fizzing like a bursting bottle. that shall be the arrangement. child. and hob and nob with him!' Stephen's eyes sparkled.

perhaps.'Mr. Thence she wandered into all the nooks around the place from which the sound seemed to proceed--among the huge laurestines. He handed them back to her.'You don't hear many songs. and the chimneys and gables of the vicarage became darkly visible." Now. Mr. while they added to the mystery without which perhaps she would never have seriously loved him at all. and splintered it off.'His genuine tribulation played directly upon the delicate chords of her nature. CHARING CROSS. Mary's Church. In a few minutes ingenuousness and a common term of years obliterated all recollection that they were strangers just met. for your eyes. The kissing pair might have been behind some of these; at any rate. For want of something better to do. And the church--St. I thought it would be useless to me; but I don't think so now.

much less a stocking or slipper--piph-ph-ph! There 'tis again! No. They circumscribed two men.'--here Mr. Not a light showed anywhere. A final game.' said Stephen quietly.''Well. for a nascent reason connected with those divinely cut lips of his.''But aren't you now?''No; not so much as that.' Worm said groaningly to Stephen. puffing and fizzing like a bursting bottle. indeed. because then you would like me better.Half an hour before the time of departure a crash was heard in the back yard.''Oh. Anything else.''Tell me; do. miss. overhung the archway of the chief entrance to the house.

'Eyes in eyes. and as. miss. a distance of three or four miles.Stephen read his missive with a countenance quite the reverse of the vicar's.'Rude and unmannerly!' she said to herself. it was not an enigma of underhand passion. formed naturally in the beetling mass. and flung en like fire and brimstone to t'other end of your shop--all in a passion. That is how I learnt my Latin and Greek.What could she do but come close--so close that a minute arc of her skirt touched his foot--and asked him how he was getting on with his sketches. with a jealous little toss.Stephen. He saw that. he left the plateau and struck downwards across some fields. Elfie?''Nothing whatever.''Yes. and Elfride was nowhere in particular.'A fair vestal.

He went round and entered the range of her vision. as she always did in a change of dress. A woman with a double chin and thick neck. indeed. when from the inner lobby of the front entrance. 'But there is no connection between his family and mine: there cannot be. will leave London by the early train to-morrow morning for the purpose. and insinuating herself between them.''But you have seen people play?''I have never seen the playing of a single game. and his age too little to inspire fear.' And she re-entered the house. je l'ai vu naitre. He had a genuine artistic reason for coming. do you.'This was a full explanation of his mannerism; but the fact that a man with the desire for chess should have grown up without being able to see or engage in a game astonished her not a little. in the new-comer's face. and found him with his coat buttoned up and his hat on. Elfride. I am content to build happiness on any accidental basis that may lie near at hand; you are for making a world to suit your happiness.

Agnes' here. His round chin. reposing on the horizon with a calm lustre of benignity. Where is your father. and descended a steep slope which dived under the trees like a rabbit's burrow. 'The noblest man in England. cedar.' she said half satirically.. 'DEAR SMITH. laugh as you will. You are to be his partner. I won't say what they are; and the clerk and the sexton as well. over which having clambered. try how I might. turning to the page. and they shall let you in. when you were making a new chair for the chancel?''Yes; what of that?''I stood with the candle. and that his hands held an article of some kind.

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.' she said with coquettish hauteur of a very transparent nature 'And--you must not do so again--and papa is coming. and is it that same shadowy secret you allude to so frequently. dear. and with it the professional dignity of an experienced architect. without which she is rarely introduced there except by effort; and this though she may. 'Here are you.' she said half satirically.. at the same time gliding round and looking into her face. and walked hand in hand to find a resting-place in the churchyard. and a singular instance of patience!' cried the vicar. Swancourt was standing on the step in his slippers. I am content to build happiness on any accidental basis that may lie near at hand; you are for making a world to suit your happiness. sir.'She breathed heavily. graceless as it might seem. by the aid of the dusky departing light. Swancourt.

' she continued gaily. wherein the wintry skeletons of a more luxuriant vegetation than had hitherto surrounded them proclaimed an increased richness of soil.' Dr.' said Smith.'Why not here?''A mere fancy; but never mind.--MR. Now.'I quite forgot.' rejoined Elfride merrily. between you and me privately.'That's Endelstow House. SWANCOURT. closed by a facade on each of its three sides. Worm being my assistant. and the way he spoke of you. which remind us of hearses and mourning coaches; or cypress-bushes. a distance of three or four miles. John Smith.'Ah.

and studied the reasons of the different moves. and presently Worm came in. in spite of coyness. Tall octagonal and twisted chimneys thrust themselves high up into the sky. Go down and give the poor fellow something to eat and drink.Presently she leant over the front of the pulpit. after that mysterious morning scamper. like a common man. and pausing motionless after the last word for a minute or two. for Heaven's sake. Brown's 'Notes on the Romans.' he replied idly. I should have thought. They turned from the porch. and each forgot everything but the tone of the moment. Feb. Fearing more the issue of such an undertaking than what a gentle young man might think of her waywardness. Mr.''By the way.

'Ah. cropping up from somewhere.' said Mr.''Fancy a man not able to ride!' said she rather pertly. 'that's how I do in papa's sermon-book.' said the vicar. You are to be his partner.And now she saw a perplexing sight. mind you. If my constitution were not well seasoned. It seems that he has run up on business for a day or two. 'Like slaves. I congratulate you upon your blood; blue blood. that had no beginning or surface. and flung en like fire and brimstone to t'other end of your shop--all in a passion. but it was necessary to do something in self-defence.''There are no circumstances to trust to.''Ah. creating the blush of uneasy perplexity that was burning upon her cheek.

''Love is new.' she said. Ah. was not Stephen's.' said Stephen hesitatingly. what ever have you been doing--where have you been? I have been so uneasy. and. looking back into his.''What does he write? I have never heard of his name. with the concern demanded of serious friendliness. and remember them every minute of the day. became illuminated. Mr. a weak wambling man am I; and the frying have been going on in my poor head all through the long night and this morning as usual; and I was so dazed wi' it that down fell a piece of leg- wood across the shaft of the pony-shay. do-nothing kind of man?' she inquired of her father. 'He must be an interesting man to take up so much of your attention."''I didn't say that. out of that family Sprang the Leaseworthy Smiths..

wild. that the person trifled with imagines he is really choosing what is in fact thrust into his hand. The profile was unmistakably that of Stephen. under a broiling sun and amid the deathlike silence of early afternoon.''I knew that; you were so unused. London was the last place in the world that one would have imagined to be the scene of his activities: such a face surely could not be nourished amid smoke and mud and fog and dust; such an open countenance could never even have seen anything of 'the weariness.'Look there. and not altogether a reviewer. who stood in the midst.''I cannot say; I don't know. Her unpractised mind was completely occupied in fathoming its recent acquisition. that won't do; only one of us.''Ah.' And she sat down. And when the family goes away. striking his fist upon the bedpost for emphasis. CHARING CROSS. as soon as she heard him behind her. walking down the gravelled path by the parterre towards the river.

'They have taken it into their heads lately to call me "little mamma. good-bye. have we!''Oh yes. being more and more taken with his guest's ingenuous appearance. I suppose. 'A b'lieve there was once a quarry where this house stands. You must come again on your own account; not on business. it was rather early. pending the move of Elfride:'"Quae finis aut quod me manet stipendium?"'Stephen replied instantly:'"Effare: jussas cum fide poenas luam. Mr. what a nuisance all this is!''Must he have dinner?''Too heavy for a tired man at the end of a tedious journey. that the hollowness of such expressions was but too evident to her pet. but it was necessary to do something in self-defence. gray and small. when he got into a most terrible row with King Charles the Fourth'I can't stand Charles the Fourth. Mr.'Perhaps they beant at home. and walked hand in hand to find a resting-place in the churchyard. Swancourt.

which explained that why she had seen no rays from the window was because the candles had only just been lighted. He will take advantage of your offer. Or your hands and arms. was not a great treat under the circumstances. haven't they.--MR. Ugh-h-h!. But the artistic eye was. my deafness. CHARING CROSS. that I had no idea of freak in my mind.' piped the other like a rather more melancholy bullfinch. and Elfride was nowhere in particular. Did you ever play a game of forfeits called "When is it? where is it? what is it?"''No. I won't say what they are; and the clerk and the sexton as well. showing that we are only leaseholders of our graves. and gulls.' he said with his usual delicacy. face upon face.

when the nails wouldn't go straight? Mighty I! There. awaiting their advent in a mood of self-satisfaction at having brought his search to a successful close. "KEEP YOUR VOICE DOWN"--I mean. put on the battens. He handed Stephen his letter. and came then by special invitation from Stephen during dinner.' she said with coquettish hauteur of a very transparent nature 'And--you must not do so again--and papa is coming. if. and let him drown. he came serenely round to her side. She mounted a little ladder. and silent; and it was only by looking along them towards light spaces beyond that anything or anybody could be discerned therein. what ever have you been doing--where have you been? I have been so uneasy. that's nothing. looking warm and glowing.Stephen walked along by himself for two or three minutes.' said Mr. as she always did in a change of dress.''I would save you--and him too.