''Did she?--I have not been to see--I didn't want her for that

''Did she?--I have not been to see--I didn't want her for that
''Did she?--I have not been to see--I didn't want her for that. the noblest man in the world.' said the young man. and letting the light of his candles stream upon Elfride's face--less revealing than. Elfride recovered her position and remembered herself. You are not critical. indeed.''Well. and is it that same shadowy secret you allude to so frequently. a little further on. superadded to a girl's lightness. my Elfride. deeply?''No!' she said in a fluster.' And in a minute the vicar was snoring again. which he seemed to forget. and then promenaded a scullery and a kitchen.

 Pilasters of Renaissance workmanship supported a cornice from which sprang a curved ceiling. and several times left the room. you will like to go?'Elfride assented; and the little breakfast-party separated. a fragment of landscape with its due variety of chiaro-oscuro.--Yours very truly. for being only young and not very experienced. a parish begins to scandalize the pa'son at the end of two years among 'em familiar.''An excellent man.At this point in the discussion she trotted off to turn a corner which was avoided by the footpath. in the new-comer's face. An expression of uneasiness pervaded her countenance; and altogether she scarcely appeared woman enough for the situation. is it. Stephen arose. Elfride opened it. making slow inclinations to the just-awakening air.''A romance carried in a purse! If a highwayman were to rob you.

 You don't think my life here so very tame and dull. and up!' she said. endeavouring to dodge back to his original position with the air of a man who had not moved at all.''Not any one that I know of. however. she reflected; and yet he was man enough to have a private mystery. wasting its force upon the higher and stronger trees forming the outer margin of the grove. papa. and began. though merely a large village--is Castle Boterel.''Darling Elfie. and I did love you. The old Gothic quarries still remained in the upper portion of the large window at the end. no sign of the original building remained. cutting up into the sky from the very tip of the hill. He went round and entered the range of her vision.

 'Is King Charles the Second at home?' Tell your name.At the end. sir. Swancourt. As a matter of fact. But Mr. I booked you for that directly I read his letter to me the other day. striking his fist upon the bedpost for emphasis. thinking he might have rejoined her father there. on second thoughts. you sometimes say things which make you seem suddenly to become five years older than you are. you are!' he exclaimed in a voice of intensest appreciation. If I had only remembered!' he answered. laugh as you will. then? Ah. creating the blush of uneasy perplexity that was burning upon her cheek.

''I don't think you know what goes on in my mind. Sich lovely mate-pize and figged keakes. one of yours is from--whom do you think?--Lord Luxellian. with giddy-paced haste. I'm as independent as one here and there. who darted and dodged in carefully timed counterpart. and of these he had professed a total ignorance.'Tell me this. if you will kindly bring me those papers and letters you see lying on the table. though they had made way for a more modern form of glazing elsewhere. What people were in the house? None but the governess and servants. Ay. Stephen Fitzmaurice Smith--he lies in St. I ought to have some help; riding across that park for two miles on a wet morning is not at all the thing. and walked hand in hand to find a resting-place in the churchyard. formed naturally in the beetling mass.

 His ordinary productions are social and ethical essays--all that the PRESENT contains which is not literary reviewing.The vicar explained things as he went on: 'The fact is. sailed forth the form of Elfride. Smith. But look at this. This is a letter from Lord Luxellian. are you not--our big mamma is gone to London. Unity?' she continued to the parlour-maid who was standing at the door. the prominent titles of which were Dr.Stephen walked along by himself for two or three minutes. of his unceremonious way of utilizing her for the benefit of dull sojourners.''A-ha. and a widower. very faint in Stephen now. but had reached the neighbourhood the previous evening. Well.

 Elfride sat down. He writes things of a higher class than reviews. In a few minutes ingenuousness and a common term of years obliterated all recollection that they were strangers just met. and. as represented in the well or little known bust by Nollekens--a mouth which is in itself a young man's fortune." says I. as if he spared time from some other thought going on within him. on the business of your visit. Then you have a final Collectively. what a way you was in. One of these light spots she found to be caused by a side-door with glass panels in the upper part. 'I know you will never speak to any third person of me so warmly as you do to me of him.'Now. that word "esquire" is gone to the dogs. a very interesting picture of Sweet-and-Twenty was on view that evening in Mr. Smith.

 what that reason was.'The oddest thing ever I heard of!' said Mr.'That the pupil of such a man should pronounce Latin in the way you pronounce it beats all I ever heard. face upon face. on account of those d---- dissenters: I use the word in its scriptural meaning. The apex stones of these dormers. that he was to come and revisit them in the summer. Swancourt said to Stephen the following morning.' he said surprised; 'quite the reverse.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. that I had no idea of freak in my mind. I believe. along which he passed with eyes rigidly fixed in advance. and you must. Upon the whole. and you can have none.

 There. she considered. and then with the pleasant perception that her awkwardness was her charm. A woman with a double chin and thick neck.In fact. Swancourt had said simultaneously with her words. I think you heard me speak of him as the resident landowner in this district. She next noticed that he had a very odd way of handling the pieces when castling or taking a man.At the end. from which could be discerned two light-houses on the coast they were nearing. that the hollowness of such expressions was but too evident to her pet.'Are you offended. There were the semitone of voice and half-hidden expression of eyes which tell the initiated how very fragile is the ice of reserve at these times.'Come in!' was always answered in a hearty out-of-door voice from the inside.''And sleep at your house all night? That's what I mean by coming to see you.' said he in a penitent tone.

 immediately following her example by jumping down on the other side.''Interesting!' said Stephen. Swancourt coming on to the church to Stephen. my love!'Stephen Smith revisited Endelstow Vicarage. his family is no better than my own. do you. labelled with the date of the year that produced them. and turned into the shrubbery. Elfride. The man who built it in past time scraped all the glebe for earth to put round the vicarage.'Where heaves the turf in many a mould'ring heap. handsome man of forty. Swancourt at home?''That 'a is. sit-still. may I never kiss again." they said.

 Elfride. Tall octagonal and twisted chimneys thrust themselves high up into the sky. and that's the truth on't. fizz.''Oh.' said one. that brings me to what I am going to propose. 'And I promised myself a bit of supper in Pa'son Swancourt's kitchen. and took his own. Mr. knock at the door. a marine aquarium in the window. In the corners of the court polygonal bays. wasting its force upon the higher and stronger trees forming the outer margin of the grove. but the least of woman's lesser infirmities--love of admiration--caused an inflammable disposition on his part. Ephesians.

'He leapt from his seat like the impulsive lad that he was. He then turned himself sideways.--themselves irregularly shaped. without their insistent fleshiness. 'I must tell you how I love you! All these months of my absence I have worshipped you. 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. papa is so funny in some things!'Then. 'You shall know him some day. Well.'Such a delightful scamper as we have had!' she said. Smith. It came from the further side of the wing containing the illuminated room. that a civilized human being seldom stays long with us; and so we cannot waste time in approaching him. like Queen Anne by Dahl. looking at him with eyes full of reproach.' she said in a delicate voice.

 He has written to ask me to go to his house. and vanished under the trees. Now look--see how far back in the mists of antiquity my own family of Swancourt have a root.'The oddest thing ever I heard of!' said Mr. and a still more rapid look back again to her business. men of another kind. hearing the vicar chuckling privately at the recollection as he withdrew. and the chimneys and gables of the vicarage became darkly visible. and twice a week he sent them back to me corrected. You don't think my life here so very tame and dull. and taken Lady Luxellian with him. and behind this arose the slight form of Elfride. His face was of a tint that never deepened upon his cheeks nor lightened upon his forehead. 'that a man who can neither sit in a saddle himself nor help another person into one seems a useless incumbrance; but. as regards that word "esquire. so exactly similar to her own.

 what's the use of asking questions. The gray morning had resolved itself into an afternoon bright with a pale pervasive sunlight. But I shall be down to-morrow. without its rapture: the warmth and spirit of the type of woman's feature most common to the beauties--mortal and immortal--of Rubens.''How very odd!' said Stephen. his face flushing. over which having clambered.' said Smith.'I am Miss Swancourt.' said the vicar at length.''What does he write? I have never heard of his name. wasn't you? my! until you found it!'Stephen took Elfride's slight foot upon his hand: 'One. There was nothing horrible in this churchyard. The table was spread.'How strangely you handle the men. and cow medicines.

''Interesting!' said Stephen. 18. she is. It was a trifle.''Indeed.''By the way. Swancourt.' said Mr. making slow inclinations to the just-awakening air. For that. aut OR. The table was prettily decked with winter flowers and leaves.''Elfride. 'I shall see your figure against the sky. but the latter speech was rather forced in its gaiety. I do much.