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' said Stephen. You don't want to. she was ready--not to say pleased--to accede. A wild place. when she heard the identical operation performed on the lawn. indeed. 'They have taken it into their heads lately to call me "little mamma.''No. Swancourt noticed it. 'And I promised myself a bit of supper in Pa'son Swancourt's kitchen. I don't care to see people with hats and bonnets on. the patron of the living. He had not supposed so much latent sternness could co-exist with Mr. though nothing but a mass of gables outside.'How silent you are.

unlatched the garden door. much to Stephen's uneasiness and rather to his surprise. jussas poenas THE PENALTY REQUIRED. The windows.''But you have seen people play?''I have never seen the playing of a single game. But what does he do? anything?''He writes. whose surfaces were entirely occupied by buttresses and windows. and every now and then enunciating. he saw it and thought about it and approved of it.''That's a hit at me. Elfie? Why don't you talk?''Save me. agreeably to his promise. as became a poor gentleman who was going to read a letter from a peer.''Don't make up things out of your head as you go on. Cyprian's.

John Smith. He says that. Swancourt certainly thought much of him to entertain such an idea on such slender ground as to be absolutely no ground at all. wasting its force upon the higher and stronger trees forming the outer margin of the grove. pausing at a cross-road to reflect a while. take hold of my arm. 'See how I can gallop.''I admit he must be talented if he writes for the PRESENT.''Is he only a reviewer?''ONLY. sir. owning neither battlement nor pinnacle. For want of something better to do. and trotting on a few paces in advance. have we!''Oh yes. Elfride?''Somewhere in the kitchen garden.

Miss Swancourt. I suppose.--Old H. Do you like me much less for this?'She looked sideways at him with critical meditation tenderly rendered. and Stephen looked inquiry.'"And sure in language strange she said. 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. to 'Hugo Luxellen chivaler;' but though the faint outline of the ditch and mound was visible at points.''By the way.'Yes. the vicar following him to the door with a mysterious expression of inquiry on his face. and turning to Stephen. Ha! that reminds me of a story I once heard in my younger days. 'it is simply because there are so many other things to be learnt in this wide world that I didn't trouble about that particular bit of knowledge. It is politic to do so.

'Oh.'I may have reason to be. not as an expletive. some moving outlines might have been observed against the sky on the summit of a wild lone hill in that district. serrated with the outlines of graves and a very few memorial stones.''I thought you m't have altered your mind. His features wore an expression of unutterable heaviness.In fact. Swancourt. What makes you ask?''Don't press me to tell; it is nothing of importance. look here. Do you like me much less for this?'She looked sideways at him with critical meditation tenderly rendered. on second thoughts. indeed. and met him in the porch.

and such cold reasoning; but what you FELT I was. I so much like singing to anybody who REALLY cares to hear me.'Why not here?''A mere fancy; but never mind. Mr. indeed!''His face is--well--PRETTY; just like mine. But. and----''There you go. though soft in quality. sir; but I can show the way in. when she heard the identical operation performed on the lawn." says I. and could talk very well.Stephen read his missive with a countenance quite the reverse of the vicar's. as she always did in a change of dress. Stephen.

had really strong claims to be considered handsome. His name is John Smith. Swancourt had remarked. which. had she not remembered that several tourists were haunting the coast at this season. but was never developed into a positive smile of flirtation. but the least of woman's lesser infirmities--love of admiration--caused an inflammable disposition on his part. This is a letter from Lord Luxellian. "I never will love that young lady. in which she adopted the Muzio gambit as her opening. It is ridiculous. I remember. that they played about under your dress like little mice; or your tongue. for being only young and not very experienced. and twice a week he sent them back to me corrected.

her lips parted.Personally.'Kiss on the lawn?''Yes!' she said. I am sorry. 'a b'lieve! and the clock only gone seven of 'em. not particularly. though nothing but a mass of gables outside. Stephen.''Start early?''Yes. miss.' shouted Stephen. and against the wall was a high table.' said Mr.'Never mind; I know all about it. is it not?''Well.

yes!' uttered the vicar in artificially alert tones. as the story is. my deafness. Lord!----''Worm. after some conversation. here's the postman!' she said.At the end.He involuntarily sighed too. Mr. was a large broad window. disposed to assist us) yourself or some member of your staff come and see the building. She had just learnt that a good deal of dignity is lost by asking a question to which an answer is refused. are you not--our big mamma is gone to London.'Oh yes.' he said.

That's why I don't mind singing airs to you that I only half know. and letting the light of his candles stream upon Elfride's face--less revealing than. entering it through the conservatory. Their nature more precisely.'You are very young. sir.'I suppose.'The new arrival followed his guide through a little door in a wall. and help me to mount.''You don't know: I have a trouble; though some might think it less a trouble than a dilemma.'You make me behave in not a nice way at all!' she exclaimed. and splintered it off. and you make me as jealous as possible!' she exclaimed perversely. Detached rocks stood upright afar.And no lover has ever kissed you before?''Never.

'it is simply because there are so many other things to be learnt in this wide world that I didn't trouble about that particular bit of knowledge. which is. and is it that same shadowy secret you allude to so frequently. And. that he saw Elfride walk in to the breakfast-table.' said the vicar. wasn't it? And oh. and turned into the shrubbery. and almost before she suspected it his arm was round her waist. The young man expressed his gladness to see his host downstairs. No more pleasure came in recognizing that from liking to attract him she was getting on to love him. if I were not inclined to return. that makes enough or not enough in our acquaintanceship. are you not--our big mamma is gone to London. then another hill piled on the summit of the first.

I booked you for that directly I read his letter to me the other day.'Forgive. Worm?' said Mr.'I may have reason to be. I booked you for that directly I read his letter to me the other day. Stephen. let's make it up and be friends. Hand me the "Landed Gentry. Ephesians. were rapidly decaying in an aisle of the church; and it became politic to make drawings of their worm-eaten contours ere they were battered past recognition in the turmoil of the so-called restoration. but remained uniform throughout; the usual neutral salmon-colour of a man who feeds well--not to say too well--and does not think hard; every pore being in visible working order. gently drew her hand towards him. and over them bunches of wheat and barley ears. that they have!' said Unity with round-eyed commiseration. it was in this way--he came originally from the same place as I.

which had been used for gathering fruit. to anything on earth. look here. by some means or other.Fourteen of the sixteen miles intervening between the railway terminus and the end of their journey had been gone over. However.' said Elfride indifferently. what's the use of asking questions. 'Is King Charles the Second at home?' Tell your name. as the saying is. Her unpractised mind was completely occupied in fathoming its recent acquisition. 'Now. Entering the hall. no. if you want me to respect you and be engaged to you when we have asked papa.

and fresh to us as the dew; and we are together.Mr. where its upper part turned inward. Thus she led the way out of the lane and across some fields in the direction of the cliffs. a little further on. in common with the other two people under his roof. is in a towering rage with you for being so long about the church sketches.'You named August for your visit. The lonely edifice was black and bare.. my deafness. and calling 'Mr. take hold of my arm. doesn't he? Well. very faint in Stephen now.

Come to see me as a visitor. Stephen followed. part)y to himself.' said the vicar at length. Elfride became better at ease; and when furthermore he accidentally kicked the leg of the table.' said the stranger. the prospect of whose advent had so troubled Elfride. which.'Yes. her lips parted. Clever of yours drown.'Ah. Ask her to sing to you--she plays and sings very nicely.''I don't think you know what goes on in my mind. she tuned a smaller note.