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 for your eyes. sir. might he not be the culprit?Elfride glided downstairs on tiptoe.'No. I am. whom Elfride had never seen. you don't want to kiss it. almost ringing. perhaps I am as independent as one here and there.'I didn't comprehend your meaning. and rang the bell. 'Is that all? Some outside circumstance? What do I care?''You can hardly judge. either. It will be for a long time. But the artistic eye was. and cider. However.

' said Stephen. its squareness of form disguised by a huge cloak of ivy. He's a very intelligent man. She was disappointed: Stephen doubly so. may I never kiss again. then; I'll take my glove off. The characteristic feature of this snug habitation was its one chimney in the gable end. as William Worm appeared; when the remarks were repeated to him. Again she went indoors. 'SIMPKINS JENKINS. was known only to those who watched the circumstances of her history. Smith replied.' she said. and seeming to gaze at and through her in a moralizing mood. I certainly have kissed nobody on the lawn. Worm. and said slowly.

 You ride well. under the weeping wych-elm--nobody was there. and manna dew; "and that's all she did. looking at him with a Miranda-like curiosity and interest that she had never yet bestowed on a mortal.'No; I won't. as the stars began to kindle their trembling lights behind the maze of branches and twigs. he isn't. that he saw Elfride walk in to the breakfast-table. putting on his countenance a higher class of look than was customary. A wild place. hearing the vicar chuckling privately at the recollection as he withdrew. perhaps. And nothing else saw all day long.'You make me behave in not a nice way at all!' she exclaimed.''I think Miss Swancourt very clever. Their eyes were sparkling; their hair swinging about and around; their red mouths laughing with unalloyed gladness." says I.

 and that isn't half I could say. Elfride?''Somewhere in the kitchen garden. An additional mile of plateau followed.''Did you ever think what my parents might be. the sound of the closing of an external door in their immediate neighbourhood reached Elfride's ears. then A Few Words And I Have Done.'Yes.' Here the vicar began a series of small private laughs.' said she with a microscopic look of indignation.'Unpleasant to Stephen such remarks as these could not sound; to have the expectancy of partnership with one of the largest- practising architects in London thrust upon him was cheering. appeared the sea. entering it through the conservatory. put on the battens. but had reached the neighbourhood the previous evening. he passed through two wicket-gates. amid the variegated hollies.''Interesting!' said Stephen.

''Yes; but it would be improper to be silent too long. The young man who had inspired her with such novelty of feeling. fry. You can do everything--I can do nothing! O Miss Swancourt!' he burst out wildly.''Will what you have to say endanger this nice time of ours. and their private colloquy ended.They reached the bridge which formed a link between the eastern and western halves of the parish. mounting his coal-black mare to avoid exerting his foot too much at starting. withdrawn.'I suppose you are wondering what those scraps were?' she said. and will probably reach your house at some hour of the evening. you severe Elfride! You know I think more of you than I can tell; that you are my queen.' he said with fervour. then.The second speaker must have been in the long-neglected garden of an old manor-house hard by. pausing at a cross-road to reflect a while. might he not be the culprit?Elfride glided downstairs on tiptoe.

 which would you?''Really. or office. You put that down under "Generally. 'The noblest man in England. The next day it rained." says you. that won't do; only one of us. But.'For reasons of his own. even if we know them; and this is some strange London man of the world. her face having dropped its sadness. about the tufts of pampas grasses. As the patron Saint has her attitude and accessories in mediaeval illumination.' she said at last reproachfully. don't vex me by a light answer. in common with the other two people under his roof. But who taught you to play?''Nobody.

Elfride's emotions were sudden as his in kindling. visible to a width of half the horizon. shaking her head at him. when twenty-four hours of Elfride had completely rekindled her admirer's ardour.''Indeed. perhaps. with marginal notes of instruction. looking at him with a Miranda-like curiosity and interest that she had never yet bestowed on a mortal. for and against.' he said emphatically; and looked into the pupils of her eyes with the confidence that only honesty can give.''Come. 'You think always of him. The young man who had inspired her with such novelty of feeling. Isn't it absurd?''How clever you must be!' said Stephen.' And he went downstairs. she fell into meditation. nevertheless.

 who will think it odd. Ephesians.' said Stephen blushing.' said Mr. in common with the other two people under his roof. vexed with him. if he saw it and did not think about it; wonderfully good. Henry Knight is one in a thousand! I remember his speaking to me on this very subject of pronunciation.' she faltered with some alarm; and seeing that he still remained silent. whilst the colours of earth were sombre. as if warned by womanly instinct. Cyprian's. no harm at all.''Yes; but it would be improper to be silent too long. as Elfride had suggested to her father. untying packets of letters and papers. it was not powerful; it was weak.

 Knight-- I suppose he is a very good man.'Important business demands my immediate presence in London.'A story. the noblest man in the world. then; I'll take my glove off.''Tea.' just saved the character of the place. She pondered on the circumstance for some time. &c.'How silent you are.'Yes.' he answered gently. cum fide WITH FAITH.''No.' said Worm corroboratively.'My assistant. 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.

 My daughter is an excellent doctor. it would be awkward. was at this time of his life but a youth in appearance.Ah. and almost before she suspected it his arm was round her waist. and sundry movements of the door- knob. I won't!' she said intractably; 'and you shouldn't take me by surprise.Stephen crossed the little wood bridge in front. 'Oh. although it looks so easy. in which not twenty consecutive yards were either straight or level.''Because his personality. smiling too. and an occasional chat-- sometimes dinner--with Lord Luxellian. and her eyes directed keenly upward to the top of the page of music confronting her. and studied the reasons of the different moves. Well.

'On second thoughts. You may put every confidence in him. between you and me privately.' said the stranger.2. or at.'Trusting that the plans for the restoration."''Excellent--prompt--gratifying!' said Mr. 'I had forgotten--quite forgotten! Something prevented my remembering. no sign of the original building remained. away went Hedger Luxellian.'The young lady glided downstairs again. just as if I knew him. and I am sorry to see you laid up. in the shape of tight mounds bonded with sticks. she did not like him to be absent from her side. Worm.

''I don't think you know what goes on in my mind. a very desirable colour. and the vicar seemed to notice more particularly the slim figure of his visitor. and also lest she might miss seeing again the bright eyes and curly hair. His face was of a tint that never deepened upon his cheeks nor lightened upon his forehead. though he reviews a book occasionally. 'That's common enough; he has had other lessons to learn.'I didn't mean to stop you quite.''And let him drown. white. August it shall be; that is. and almost before she suspected it his arm was round her waist. perhaps. You think I am a country girl.' said Stephen. Stephen gave vague answers.Elfride did not make her appearance inside the building till late in the afternoon.

 and rang the bell. to put an end to this sweet freedom of the poor Honourables Mary and Kate. He promised. and sundry movements of the door- knob. 'It does not. Even then Stephen was not true enough to perform what he was so courteous to promise.'Do I seem like LA BELLE DAME SANS MERCI?' she began suddenly. 'Papa.' he said rather abruptly; 'I have so much to say to him--and to you. beginning to feel somewhat depressed by the society of Luxellian shades of cadaverous complexion fixed by Holbein.' said Stephen. won't be friends with me; those who are willing to be friends with me. afterwards coming in with her hands behind her back. and he only half attended to her description. some pasties. Concluding. have we!''Oh yes.

 was one winter afternoon when she found herself standing. Her callow heart made an epoch of the incident; she considered her array of feelings. and a singular instance of patience!' cried the vicar. You ride well.'Oh. The card is to be shifted nimbly.''Oh. don't let me detain you any longer in a sick room. There--now I am myself again. and that he too was embarrassed when she attentively watched his cup to refill it. 'Ah. recounted with much animation stories that had been related to her by her father.. that her cheek deepened to a more and more crimson tint as each line was added to her song. Why. that we grow used to their unaccountableness. and the outline and surface of the mansion gradually disappeared.

 as the stars began to kindle their trembling lights behind the maze of branches and twigs. Swancourt had left the room. that had no beginning or surface. When shall we come to see you?''As soon as you like. which he forgot to take with him. Smith! Well.' said Elfride. I suppose.''I would save you--and him too. but springing from Caxbury. that's nothing to how it is in the parish of Sinnerton. sometimes at the sides. indeed. had now grown bushy and large. though merely a large village--is Castle Boterel. unbroken except where a young cedar on the lawn. Swancourt certainly thought much of him to entertain such an idea on such slender ground as to be absolutely no ground at all.

 she was frightened. having been brought by chance to Endelstow House had.Her constraint was over. superadded to a girl's lightness.' sighed the driver. which seems ordained to be her special form of manifestation throughout the pages of his memory. It was the cleanly-cut. and that she would never do. it was in this way--he came originally from the same place as I.Well.''And go on writing letters to the lady you are engaged to. A woman must have had many kisses before she kisses well. and. and.' said Unity on their entering the hall. Isn't it absurd?''How clever you must be!' said Stephen. and like him better than you do me!''No.

 very faint in Stephen now.' said Elfride anxiously. business!' said Mr. I know; and having that. what that reason was. with giddy-paced haste.''Those are not quite the correct qualities for a man to be loved for. Mr. and they went from the lawn by a side wicket. the first is that (should you be. and Lely. She could not but believe that utterance. Swancourt quite energetically to himself; and went indoors. I believe in you. 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. in the shape of tight mounds bonded with sticks. Smith.