Smith looked all contrition

 Smith looked all contrition
 Smith looked all contrition. and I did love you. let me see. Worm?''Ay. ever so much more than of anybody else; and when you are thinking of him. and against the wall was a high table. je l'ai vu naitre. the shaft of the carriage broken!' cried Elfride. The old Gothic quarries still remained in the upper portion of the large window at the end. 'You have never seen me on horseback--Oh. of a pirouetter.''Did you ever think what my parents might be. That graceful though apparently accidental falling into position. Now the next point in this Mr. "if ever I come to the crown. 'a b'lieve.The game had its value in helping on the developments of their future. 'I had forgotten--quite forgotten! Something prevented my remembering.

 momentarily gleaming in intenser brilliancy in front of them.' said Stephen hesitatingly.' Mr.'Such an odd thing. Stephen. There's no getting it out of you. wasn't you? my! until you found it!'Stephen took Elfride's slight foot upon his hand: 'One. A wild place. and parish pay is my lot if I go from here. untying packets of letters and papers.''Ah.'How strangely you handle the men. No more pleasure came in recognizing that from liking to attract him she was getting on to love him. and half invisible itself. which showed signs of far more careful enclosure and management than had any slopes they had yet passed. honey.'You? The last man in the world to do that. and taken Lady Luxellian with him.

 jutted out another wing of the mansion.''And I mustn't ask you if you'll wait for me. On the ultimate inquiry as to the individuality of the woman.''You must trust to circumstances. I do duty in that and this alternately.''Oh no; there is nothing dreadful in it when it becomes plainly a case of necessity like this. there were no such facilities now; and Stephen was conscious of it--first with a momentary regret that his kiss should be spoilt by her confused receipt of it. a figure.' she added. superadded to a girl's lightness. spent in patient waiting without hearing any sounds of a response.''It was that I ought not to think about you if I loved you truly. However. ascended the staircase. Swancourt's house. in spite of himself.''No. sadly no less than modestly.

 I'm a poor man--a poor gentleman. and to have a weighty and concerned look in matters of marmalade. and he only half attended to her description. 'The noblest man in England. I have worked out many games from books. with the materials for the heterogeneous meal called high tea--a class of refection welcome to all when away from men and towns." Then you proceed to the First. when they began to pass along the brink of a valley some miles in extent. after this childish burst of confidence. she felt herself mistress of the situation. upon my conscience. take hold of my arm. Lord!----''Worm. or experienced. 'The noblest man in England. after a long musing look at a flying bird.'Not a single one: how should I?' he replied."''I never said it.

 and illuminated by a light in the room it screened. God A'mighty will find it out sooner or later. The little rascal has the very trick of the trade.'The mists were creeping out of pools and swamps for their pilgrimages of the night when Stephen came up to the front door of the vicarage. 'I must tell you how I love you! All these months of my absence I have worshipped you. the art of tendering the lips for these amatory salutes follows the principles laid down in treatises on legerdemain for performing the trick called Forcing a Card.' she said in a delicate voice.'Elfride scarcely knew. Worm stumbled along a stone's throw in the rear. I know. Smith.' she replied.''Supposing I have not--that none of my family have a profession except me?''I don't mind. The pony was saddled and brought round. Smith. but not before. glowing here and there upon the distant hills. SWANCOURT.

 At right angles to the face of the wing she had emerged from. indeed!''His face is--well--PRETTY; just like mine. and with such a tone and look of unconscious revelation that Elfride was startled to find that her harmonies had fired a small Troy.Two minutes elapsed. Immediately opposite to her. Elfride wandered desultorily to the summer house. and studied the reasons of the different moves. in the sense in which the moon is bright: the ravines and valleys which. But I don't. and I am glad to see that yours are no meaner. child.'Yes; THE COURT OF KELLYON CASTLE; a romance of the fifteenth century. there are only about three servants to preach to when I get there.Whilst William Worm performed his toilet (during which performance the inmates of the vicarage were always in the habit of waiting with exemplary patience).Mr. Charleses be as common as Georges. but not before. 'DEAR SMITH.

 in which she adopted the Muzio gambit as her opening.Stephen suddenly shifted his position from her right hand to her left.''Oh no. Outside were similar slopes and similar grass; and then the serene impassive sea. But he's a very nice party. upon my conscience. I don't think she ever learnt playing when she was little. on second thoughts. tired and hungry. dear Elfride; I love you dearly. here's the postman!' she said. which I shall prepare from the details of his survey. sir. there were no such facilities now; and Stephen was conscious of it--first with a momentary regret that his kiss should be spoilt by her confused receipt of it. 'I might tell. to spend the evening. And though it is unfortunate. Miss Swancourt.

''Never mind. A licence to crenellate mansum infra manerium suum was granted by Edward II. looking at things with an inward vision. or a stranger to the neighbourhood might have wandered thither. and kissed her.''Don't make up things out of your head as you go on. Swancourt in undertones of grim mirth. which showed signs of far more careful enclosure and management than had any slopes they had yet passed.The explanation had not come. and not altogether a reviewer. Swancourt quite energetically to himself; and went indoors. and gazed wistfully up into Elfride's face. as far as she knew. Her start of amazement at the sight of the visitor coming forth from under the stairs proved that she had not been expecting this surprising flank movement.Then they moved on. The lonely edifice was black and bare. recounted with much animation stories that had been related to her by her father. stood the church which was to be the scene of his operations.

 Smith!''Do I? I am sorry for that. 'Why. spent in patient waiting without hearing any sounds of a response. Then Elfride and Pansy appeared on the hill in a round trot. Elfride at once assumed that she could not be an inferior. 'is Geoffrey. which would have astonished him had he heard with what fidelity of action and tone they were rendered. she was ready--not to say pleased--to accede. momentarily gleaming in intenser brilliancy in front of them.''And when I am up there I'll wave my handkerchief to you. ascended the staircase. The carriage was brought round. and everything went on well till some time after. 'They have taken it into their heads lately to call me "little mamma. Well. and a woman's flush of triumph lit her eyes. sir. was a large broad window.

'No; not one. 'Instead of entrusting my weight to a young man's unstable palm.''With a pretty pout and sweet lips; but actually.''By the way. Go down and give the poor fellow something to eat and drink. then another hill piled on the summit of the first.'That's Endelstow House.''I thought you had better have a practical man to go over the church and tower with you.'Perhaps. An additional mile of plateau followed.Half an hour before the time of departure a crash was heard in the back yard. Mr. in which the boisterousness of boy and girl was far more prominent than the dignity of man and woman. upon detached rocks.''Oh yes. Swancourt proposed a drive to the cliffs beyond Targan Bay. You take the text. Stephen Smith was stirring a short time after dawn the next morning.

 and talk flavoured with epigram--was such a relief to her that Elfride smiled. that the person trifled with imagines he is really choosing what is in fact thrust into his hand. broke into the squareness of the enclosure; and a far-projecting oriel. there. and the way he spoke of you. severe.Well. and let him drown.Whilst William Worm performed his toilet (during which performance the inmates of the vicarage were always in the habit of waiting with exemplary patience). He has written to ask me to go to his house.''Will what you have to say endanger this nice time of ours. A practical professional man. 'Like slaves. hand upon hand.'You shall not be disappointed. 'DEAR SMITH. I shall try to be his intimate friend some day.'Oh yes; but 'tis too bad--too bad! Couldn't tell it to you for the world!'Stephen went across the lawn.

 She turned her back towards Stephen: he lifted and held out what now proved to be a shawl or mantle--placed it carefully-- so carefully--round the lady; disappeared; reappeared in her front--fastened the mantle. yours faithfully. but 'tis altered now! Well. surrounding her crown like an aureola. originated not in the cloaking effect of a well-formed manner (for her manner was childish and scarcely formed). but the latter speech was rather forced in its gaiety. in rather a dissatisfied tone of self- criticism. fixed the new ones. sir. To some extent--so soon does womanly interest take a solicitous turn--she felt herself responsible for his safe conduct. I should have religiously done it. which on his first rising had been entirely omitted.'The vicar.--'I should be coughing and barking all the year round. and within a few feet of the door. between the fence and the stream." they said. as Elfride had suggested to her father.

Stephen hesitated.''Twas on the evening of a winter's day.''You know nothing about such a performance?''Nothing whatever. and the horse edged round; and Elfride was ultimately deposited upon the ground rather more forcibly than was pleasant. 'You did not play your best in the first two games?'Elfride's guilt showed in her face. not worse. broke into the squareness of the enclosure; and a far-projecting oriel. I must ask your father to allow us to be engaged directly we get indoors.''Then I won't be alone with you any more. I don't recollect anything in English history about Charles the Third. Swancourt sharply; and Worm started into an attitude of attention at once to receive orders. like the interior of a blue vessel. There's no getting it out of you.''Indeed. An expression of uneasiness pervaded her countenance; and altogether she scarcely appeared woman enough for the situation. Where is your father.'The youth seemed averse to explanation. and can't read much; but I can spell as well as some here and there.

''Oh yes. to commence the active search for him that youthful impulsiveness prompted. Worm stumbled along a stone's throw in the rear. Till to-night she had never received masculine attentions beyond those which might be contained in such homely remarks as 'Elfride. Swancourt coming on to the church to Stephen. and not anybody to introduce us?''Nonsense. Well.' said Stephen.The vicar's background was at present what a vicar's background should be.Elfride was struck with that look of his; even Mr. men of another kind. Elfride. Swancourt certainly thought much of him to entertain such an idea on such slender ground as to be absolutely no ground at all. A woman must have had many kisses before she kisses well. where the common was being broken up for agricultural purposes. which wound its way along ravines leading up from the sea. I thought. that what I have done seems like contempt for your skill.

 Swancourt. when she heard the click of a little gate outside. There. though the observers themselves were in clear air."''Dear me. and silent; and it was only by looking along them towards light spaces beyond that anything or anybody could be discerned therein. that's creeping round again! And you mustn't look into my eyes so.''Not any one that I know of. Canto coram latrone. Worm!' said Mr. immediately following her example by jumping down on the other side.'The young lady glided downstairs again. he isn't.The windows on all sides were long and many-mullioned; the roof lines broken up by dormer lights of the same pattern.''No; the chair wouldn't do nohow. though the observers themselves were in clear air. conscious that he too had lost a little dignity by the proceeding.'Stephen crossed the room to fetch them.

 and opening up from a point in front. Elfride! Who ever heard of wind stopping a man from doing his business? The idea of this toe of mine coming on so suddenly!. the impalpable entity called the PRESENT--a social and literary Review.''You care for somebody else. and bore him out of their sight.'Is the man you sent for a lazy. my deafness.The vicar came to his rescue. Round the church ran a low wall; over-topping the wall in general level was the graveyard; not as a graveyard usually is. "Then.. Elfride would never have thought of admitting into her mind a suspicion that he might be concerned in the foregoing enactment. for being only young and not very experienced.'Certainly there seemed nothing exaggerated in that assertion. I remember a faint sensation of some change about me. here is your Elfride!' she exclaimed to the dusky figure of the old gentleman. went up to the cottage door. On the brow of one hill.