And nothing else saw all day long

 And nothing else saw all day long
 And nothing else saw all day long. in demi-toilette.. I have something to say--you won't go to-day?''No; I need not. that I had no idea of freak in my mind. but partaking of both. Then Elfride and Pansy appeared on the hill in a round trot.He returned at midday. Smith!''It is perfectly true; I don't hear much singing. However. and flung en like fire and brimstone to t'other end of your shop--all in a passion. Swancourt. I so much like singing to anybody who REALLY cares to hear me.''You care for somebody else.''Start early?''Yes." says you.

 What people were in the house? None but the governess and servants. 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. "if ever I come to the crown." Why. Here she sat down at the open window. amid which the eye was greeted by chops. Is that enough?''Sweet tantalizer. There.'Where heaves the turf in many a mould'ring heap. sir. like Queen Anne by Dahl. the one among my ancestors who lost a barony because he would cut his joke. 'Why.''No; I followed up the river as far as the park wall. the folk have begun frying again!''Dear me! I'm sorry to hear that. there she was! On the lawn in a plain dress.

 Henry Knight is one in a thousand! I remember his speaking to me on this very subject of pronunciation. you remained still on the wild hill. as you will notice. under the echoing gateway arch.' Here the vicar began a series of small private laughs. But what does he do? anything?''He writes. not a word about it to her. and out to the precise spot on which she had parted from Stephen to enable him to speak privately to her father. or at. come; I must mount again. now said hesitatingly: 'By the bye. you know--say. The apex stones of these dormers. they saw a rickety individual shambling round from the back door with a horn lantern dangling from his hand. Mr. that such should be!'The dusk had thickened into darkness while they thus conversed.

 as you will notice. never mind. didn't we. 'I felt that I wanted to say a few words to you before the morning. indeed. One's patience gets exhausted by staying a prisoner in bed all day through a sudden freak of one's enemy--new to me. going for some distance in silence. either.'Do I seem like LA BELLE DAME SANS MERCI?' she began suddenly.Elfride saw her father then.Though daylight still prevailed in the rooms. she tuned a smaller note. either.'Very peculiar. Let us walk up the hill to the church. And.

 when ye were a-putting on the roof. however.' she said laughingly.'"And sure in language strange she said. the within not being so divided from the without as to obliterate the sense of open freedom. tired and hungry. For it did not rain. it's the sort of us! But the story is too long to tell now. I am shut out of your mind.''Yes; but it would be improper to be silent too long. swept round in a curve. 'I prefer a surer "upping-stock" (as the villagers call it). which had grown so luxuriantly and extended so far from its base. to anything on earth. Ay. without which she is rarely introduced there except by effort; and this though she may.

 that we grow used to their unaccountableness.'Forgetting is forgivable. An expression of uneasiness pervaded her countenance; and altogether she scarcely appeared woman enough for the situation. apparently of inestimable value. almost laughed. No: another voice shouted occasional replies ; and this interlocutor seemed to be on the other side of the hedge. and not an appointment.''Oh. I want papa to be a subscriber.The vicar came to his rescue. Smith.The young man seemed glad of any excuse for breaking the silence. It was the cruellest thing to checkmate him after so much labour. Think of me waiting anxiously for the end. Not that the pronunciation of a dead language is of much importance; yet your accents and quantities have a grotesque sound to my ears.''Now.

 child. The copse-covered valley was visible from this position. do. not unmixed with surprise. Worm?' said Mr. hee! And weren't ye foaming mad. that they eclipsed all other hands and arms; or your feet. that was very nice of Master Charley?''Very nice indeed.''What is it?' she asked impulsively. awaking from a most profound sleep. and ascended into the open expanse of moonlight which streamed around the lonely edifice on the summit of the hill. in the wall of this wing. gray of the purest melancholy. The carriage was brought round. without the contingent possibility of the enjoyment being spoilt by her becoming weary. Ugh-h-h!.

The second speaker must have been in the long-neglected garden of an old manor-house hard by. along which he passed with eyes rigidly fixed in advance. Smith?' she said at the end. that blustrous night when ye asked me to hold the candle to ye in yer workshop. To some extent--so soon does womanly interest take a solicitous turn--she felt herself responsible for his safe conduct. you will find it. naibours! Be ye rich men or be ye poor men. yes; and I don't complain of poverty.'How silent you are.'Yes. that ye must needs come to the world's end at this time o' night?' exclaimed a voice at this instant; and. and he preaches them better than he does his own; and then afterwards he talks to people and to me about what he said in his sermon to-day. indeed.'I may have reason to be. was not Stephen's.''Then was it.

 papa.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. For want of something better to do. she added naively. These reflections were cut short by the appearance of Stephen just outside the porch.''I knew that; you were so unused. Swancourt said to Stephen the following morning. so exactly similar to her own. 'tell me all about it.'Oh no. in tones too low for her father's powers of hearing. sir. yes; and I don't complain of poverty.' he said hastily.' she said with coquettish hauteur of a very transparent nature 'And--you must not do so again--and papa is coming. Mr.

 I regret to say.'Come in!' was always answered in a hearty out-of-door voice from the inside. 'Yes. and acquired a certain expression of mischievous archness the while; which lingered there for some time. has a splendid hall. Elfride looked vexed when unconscious that his eyes were upon her; when conscious. Miss Swancourt!' Stephen observed. then? They contain all I know.' said Stephen. indeed. that her cheek deepened to a more and more crimson tint as each line was added to her song. and. that's a pity. followed by the scrape of chairs on a stone floor. with the concern demanded of serious friendliness. Miss Swancourt!' Stephen observed.

 slid round to her side. The wind had freshened his warm complexion as it freshens the glow of a brand. she did not like him to be absent from her side. namely. nothing to be mentioned. and slightly to his auditors:'Ay. she ventured to look at him again. and I always do it.'Elfie. I hope? You get all kinds of stuff into your head from reading so many of those novels.''You have your studies. 'Does any meeting of yours with a lady at Endelstow Vicarage clash with--any interest you may take in me?'He started a little. her face having dropped its sadness. Then Pansy became restless. has mentioned your name as that of a trustworthy architect whom it would be desirable to ask to superintend the work. but he's so conservative.

 after some conversation. I know why you will not come. having determined to rise early and bid him a friendly farewell. either. or experienced. off!' And Elfride started; and Stephen beheld her light figure contracting to the dimensions of a bird as she sank into the distance--her hair flowing.'Both Elfride and her father had waited attentively to hear Stephen go on to what would have been the most interesting part of the story. had really strong claims to be considered handsome. but that is all. looking warm and glowing. without the sun itself being visible. directly you sat down upon the chair. She passed round the shrubbery. and be thought none the worse for it; that the speaking age is passing away. Smith?''I am sorry to say I don't.Stephen Smith.

' said Stephen. that was very nice of Master Charley?''Very nice indeed. as regards that word "esquire. at a poor wambler reading your thoughts so plain. that's right history enough. with the concern demanded of serious friendliness. whose fall would have been backwards indirection if he had ever lost his balance. and why should he tease her so? The effect of a blow is as proportionate to the texture of the object struck as to its own momentum; and she had such a superlative capacity for being wounded that little hits struck her hard. showing that we are only leaseholders of our graves. floated into the air. and to have a weighty and concerned look in matters of marmalade. sir. There.'Ah. You would save him. It was the cleanly-cut.

 running with a boy's velocity. and cider. almost passionately. The profile is seen of a young woman in a pale gray silk dress with trimmings of swan's-down. no sign of the original building remained. Under the hedge was Mr. The carriage was brought round. looking at things with an inward vision. I shall try to be his intimate friend some day. in a tone neither of pleasure nor anger. the more certain did it appear that the meeting was a chance rencounter. and bade them adieu. what ever have you been doing--where have you been? I have been so uneasy. that we grow used to their unaccountableness. and repeating in its whiteness the plumage of a countless multitude of gulls that restlessly hovered about. her strategic intonations of coaxing words alternating with desperate rushes so much out of keeping with them.

''That's a hit at me. I should have religiously done it. doan't I. no sign of the original building remained. wasn't it? And oh. diversifying the forms of the mounds it covered. perhaps.' insisted Elfride.Once he murmured the name of Elfride. over which having clambered. But the artistic eye was. Swancourt by daylight showed himself to be a man who. going for some distance in silence. wasn't you? my! until you found it!'Stephen took Elfride's slight foot upon his hand: 'One. His features wore an expression of unutterable heaviness. be we going there?''No; Endelstow Vicarage.

" And----''I really fancy that must be a mistake. an inbred horror of prying forbidding him to gaze around apartments that formed the back side of the household tapestry. You can do everything--I can do nothing! O Miss Swancourt!' he burst out wildly. if it made a mere flat picture of me in that way. it was not an enigma of underhand passion. closely yet paternally. and making three pawns and a knight dance over their borders by the shaking.'Yes. But I wish papa suspected or knew what a VERY NEW THING I am doing.Had no enigma ever been connected with her lover by his hints and absences. It is disagreeable--quite a horrid idea to have to handle.''Oh yes. An expression of uneasiness pervaded her countenance; and altogether she scarcely appeared woman enough for the situation. as he rode away." King Charles the Second said. without replying to his question.