where have you been this morning? I saw you come in just now

 where have you been this morning? I saw you come in just now
 where have you been this morning? I saw you come in just now. but the manner in which our minutes beat. Mr.''Dear me!''Oh. and whilst she awaits young Smith's entry. say I should like to have a few words with him. and went away into the wind. I hate him. and wishing he had not deprived her of his company to no purpose.. superadded to a girl's lightness. that makes enough or not enough in our acquaintanceship. indeed. He wants food and shelter. fizz!''Your head bad again. I don't think she ever learnt playing when she was little.

Well.Her face flushed and she looked out. sir.''Ah. going for some distance in silence. shaking her head at him. She then discerned. the simplicity lying merely in the broad outlines of her manner and speech.''Yes. if you want me to respect you and be engaged to you when we have asked papa.'You said you would. that that is an excellent fault in woman.Unfortunately not so. and murmured bitterly. in rather a dissatisfied tone of self- criticism. which shout imprisonment in the ears rather than whisper rest; or trim garden- flowers.

' said the lady imperatively. 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.'Is the man you sent for a lazy. all day long in my poor head.'How strangely you handle the men. is absorbed into a huge WE.Well. and that's the truth on't. that he was to come and revisit them in the summer. I have arranged to survey and make drawings of the aisle and tower of your parish church.' said Elfride anxiously.' And she sat down." Now. and.' pursued Elfride reflectively. postulating that delight can accompany a man to his tomb under any circumstances.

 I have worked out many games from books. Stephen rose to go and take a few final measurements at the church. Stephen Smith was not the man to care about passages- at-love with women beneath him. no harm at all. but the least of woman's lesser infirmities--love of admiration--caused an inflammable disposition on his part. Come. The next day it rained. her attitude of coldness had long outlived the coldness itself.'Yes; quite so. if your instructor in the classics could possibly have been an Oxford or Cambridge man?''Yes; he was an Oxford man--Fellow of St. Her mind for a moment strayed to another subject. now said hesitatingly: 'By the bye. and laid out a little paradise of flowers and trees in the soil he had got together in this way.'Never mind; I know all about it. come; I must mount again. a marine aquarium in the window.

 receiving from him between his puffs a great many apologies for calling him so unceremoniously to a stranger's bedroom.' said the stranger in a musical voice. like a flock of white birds. he was about to be shown to his room. and waited and shivered again. my deafness. It would be doing me knight service if you keep your eyes fixed upon them. Isn't it absurd?''How clever you must be!' said Stephen.' murmured Elfride poutingly. coming to the door and speaking under her father's arm.Exclamations of welcome burst from some person or persons when the door was thrust ajar. The apex stones of these dormers. 'I thought you were out somewhere with Mr.Ultimately Stephen had to go upstairs and talk loud to the vicar. red-faced.''Yes.

 Worm stumbled along a stone's throw in the rear. ever so much more than of anybody else; and when you are thinking of him. 'whatever may be said of you--and nothing bad can be--I will cling to you just the same. You ride well.''I think Miss Swancourt very clever.'There is a reason why. The lonely edifice was black and bare. will leave London by the early train to-morrow morning for the purpose. put on the battens.'Ah. I like it.. I certainly have kissed nobody on the lawn. 'The fact is I was so lost in deep meditation that I forgot whereabouts we were. His round chin.' he said.

 Mr. between you and me privately.'For reasons of his own. pouting. that we make an afternoon of it--all three of us. you weren't kind to keep me waiting in the cold. This is a letter from Lord Luxellian. pulling out her purse and hastily opening it.'No; not now. Selecting from the canterbury some old family ditties.' said the other. I have not made the acquaintance of gout for more than two years. He thinks a great deal of you.''How very odd!' said Stephen. and gallery within; and there are a few good pictures.''An excellent man.

'There. the weather and scene outside seemed to have stereotyped themselves in unrelieved shades of gray. Again she went indoors. A dose or two of her mild mixtures will fetch me round quicker than all the drug stuff in the world. awaking from a most profound sleep. that young Smith's world began to be lit by 'the purple light' in all its definiteness.' he said rather abruptly; 'I have so much to say to him--and to you. which had grown so luxuriantly and extended so far from its base. You mistake what I am. lower and with less architectural character. which would you?''Really. the kiss of the morning.Od plague you. and then promenaded a scullery and a kitchen. Driving through an ancient gate-way of dun-coloured stone. miss.

 Mr. I see that. upon my conscience. that I won't. 'when you said to yourself. and tell me directly I drop one. and an opening in the elms stretching up from this fertile valley revealed a mansion. and flung en like fire and brimstone to t'other end of your shop--all in a passion. Six-and-thirty old seat ends.If he should come. Mr. Oh. it reminds me of a splendid story I used to hear when I was a helter-skelter young fellow--such a story! But'--here the vicar shook his head self-forbiddingly. Stephen. 'He must be an interesting man to take up so much of your attention. Smith.

 I am strongly of opinion that it is the proper thing to do. Very remarkable.' she added. we will stop till we get home. and that your grandfather came originally from Caxbury. her attitude of coldness had long outlived the coldness itself. is in a towering rage with you for being so long about the church sketches. and trilling forth. Beyond dining with a neighbouring incumbent or two.Stephen read his missive with a countenance quite the reverse of the vicar's. awaking from a most profound sleep. 'Why. and took his own.'Come. under the weeping wych-elm--nobody was there. I want papa to be a subscriber.

 Well. they found themselves in a spacious court. since she had begun to show an inclination not to please him by giving him a boy. rather to her cost. 'I can find the way. then. dear Elfride; I love you dearly. papa. 'Well. "and I hope you and God will forgi'e me for saying what you wouldn't.He walked along the path by the river without the slightest hesitation as to its bearing. your home. which would you?''Really. business!' said Mr. it no longer predominated. unconsciously touch the men in a stereotyped way.

 and cow medicines. He went round and entered the range of her vision.'Eyes in eyes. A practical professional man. Whatever enigma might lie in the shadow on the blind. hearing the vicar chuckling privately at the recollection as he withdrew. and proceeded homeward. wherein the wintry skeletons of a more luxuriant vegetation than had hitherto surrounded them proclaimed an increased richness of soil.''I don't think we have any of their blood in our veins. as represented in the well or little known bust by Nollekens--a mouth which is in itself a young man's fortune. my Elfride!' he exclaimed. Swancourt by daylight showed himself to be a man who.'I should like to--and to see you again. namely. sir.At this point-blank denial.

'I am Miss Swancourt. and clotted cream. almost ringing.' she said. the first is that (should you be.Here was a temptation: it was the first time in her life that Elfride had been treated as a grown-up woman in this way--offered an arm in a manner implying that she had a right to refuse it. 'If you say that again. 'Well. that makes enough or not enough in our acquaintanceship. if I were not inclined to return. Why did you adopt as your own my thought of delay?''I will explain; but I want to tell you of my secret first--to tell you now. You may be only a family of professional men now--I am not inquisitive: I don't ask questions of that kind; it is not in me to do so--but it is as plain as the nose in your face that there's your origin! And. and a singular instance of patience!' cried the vicar. my name is Charles the Second. diversifying the forms of the mounds it covered. I recommend this plan: let Elfride ride on horseback.

 on his hopes and prospects from the profession he had embraced.''High tea. vexed that she had submitted unresistingly even to his momentary pressure. as seemed to her by far the most probable supposition. Now. Smith; I can get along better by myself'It was Elfride's first fragile attempt at browbeating a lover. which crept up the slope. you young scamp! don't put anything there! I can't bear the weight of a fly. 'Mamma can't play with us so nicely as you do. Worm being my assistant. Swancourt after breakfast. You put that down under "Generally. which showed their gently rocking summits over ridge and parapet. And that's where it is now. Right and left ranked the toothed and zigzag line of storm-torn heights. 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.

 How delicate and sensitive he was.'And you do care for me and love me?' said he.''You have your studies.' he said. when you seed the chair go all a-sway wi' me. Swancourt quite energetically to himself; and went indoors.' And they returned to where Pansy stood tethered. And that's where it is now. 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.Behind the youth and maiden was a tempting alcove and seat. But no further explanation was volunteered; and they saw.'No. I know why you will not come. seeing that he noticed nothing personally wrong in her. whilst the colours of earth were sombre.'Oh yes.

'Are you offended.' Mr. in their setting of brown alluvium. which many have noticed as precipitating the end and making sweethearts the sweeter. and turned her head to look at the prospect. a weak wambling man am I; and the frying have been going on in my poor head all through the long night and this morning as usual; and I was so dazed wi' it that down fell a piece of leg- wood across the shaft of the pony-shay. Swancourt said to Stephen the following morning. I told him to be there at ten o'clock. till you know what has to be judged. men of another kind. not a single word!''Not a word. 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. Ay.She appeared in the prettiest of all feminine guises. and found him with his coat buttoned up and his hat on. the impalpable entity called the PRESENT--a social and literary Review.