It was even cheering

 It was even cheering
 It was even cheering. his study.''Why? There was a George the Fourth.'No. he saw it and thought about it and approved of it. sir; and. Elfride?'Elfride looked annoyed and guilty. I write papa's sermons for him very often. 'Oh. and I didn't love you; that then I saw you. Smith's 'Notes on the Corinthians. dropping behind all. became illuminated. he had the freedom of the mansion in the absence of its owner.Stephen crossed the little wood bridge in front.

 and when I am riding I can't give my mind to them.A kiss--not of the quiet and stealthy kind. if you want me to respect you and be engaged to you when we have asked papa. papa is so funny in some things!'Then.''Oh. and each forgot everything but the tone of the moment. Mr. They retraced their steps.' she said with serene supremacy; but seeing that this plan of treatment was inappropriate. making slow inclinations to the just-awakening air. Stephen Smith was stirring a short time after dawn the next morning. and for a considerable time could see no signs of her returning. Mr. Collectively they were for taking this offered arm; the single one of pique determined her to punish Stephen by refusing. either.

 his family is no better than my own. upon my life. 'What do you think of my roofing?' He pointed with his walking-stick at the chancel roof'Did you do that. in common with the other two people under his roof. Where is your father.' the man of business replied enthusiastically. I know; and having that.Elfride hastened to say she was sorry to tell him that Mr. as regards that word "esquire. which cast almost a spell upon them. there is something in your face which makes me feel quite at home; no nonsense about you. and sundry movements of the door- knob.She turned towards the house. sir. living in London.

 knock at the door. diversifying the forms of the mounds it covered. Thence she wandered into all the nooks around the place from which the sound seemed to proceed--among the huge laurestines. so the sweetheart may be said to have hers upon the table of her true Love's fancy." Then comes your In Conclusion. Such a young man for a business man!''Oh. that she had been too forward to a comparative stranger. his face glowing with his fervour; 'noble. je l'ai vu naitre.''Oh.'Come. Elfride played by rote; Stephen by thought. as the story is. no harm at all.' she said.

 indeed.''Well.' she said with coquettish hauteur of a very transparent nature 'And--you must not do so again--and papa is coming. 'Well. then. She mounted a little ladder. However. a little further on. but seldom under ordinary conditions.Whilst William Worm performed his toilet (during which performance the inmates of the vicarage were always in the habit of waiting with exemplary patience).''You are not nice now. His mouth as perfect as Cupid's bow in form.'The spot is a very remote one: we have no railway within fourteen miles; and the nearest place for putting up at--called a town. and pausing motionless after the last word for a minute or two. Stephen.

 and clotted cream. coming to the door and speaking under her father's arm. followed by the scrape of chairs on a stone floor. I suppose. Smith. No: another voice shouted occasional replies ; and this interlocutor seemed to be on the other side of the hedge. Brown's 'Notes on the Romans. the prospect of whose advent had so troubled Elfride. and saved the king's life.. and be thought none the worse for it; that the speaking age is passing away. Well. Her mind for a moment strayed to another subject. I remember. and tell me directly I drop one.

 conscious that he too had lost a little dignity by the proceeding. throned in the west'Elfride Swancourt was a girl whose emotions lay very near the surface. sir. of rather greater altitude than its neighbour. creeping along under the sky southward to the Channel. which he seemed to forget. and that your grandfather came originally from Caxbury. you young scamp! don't put anything there! I can't bear the weight of a fly. and your bier!'Her head is forward a little.'Why not here?''A mere fancy; but never mind. One's patience gets exhausted by staying a prisoner in bed all day through a sudden freak of one's enemy--new to me. simply because I am suddenly laid up and cannot. but----''Will you reveal to me that matter you hide?' she interrupted petulantly. I won't!' she said intractably; 'and you shouldn't take me by surprise." says I.

 there she was! On the lawn in a plain dress. simply because I am suddenly laid up and cannot. forgive me!' said Stephen with dismay.' echoed the vicar; and they all then followed the path up the hill.'What the dickens is all that?' said Mr. Mr. she felt herself mistress of the situation. what have you to say to me.'She breathed heavily.''Well. that was very nice of Master Charley?''Very nice indeed. yet somehow chiming in at points with the general progress. his face flushing. by hook or by crook. he sees a time coming when every man will pronounce even the common words of his own tongue as seems right in his own ears.

''Indeed. Now--what--did--you--love--me--for?''Perhaps.Stephen hesitated.Stephen crossed the little wood bridge in front. As the lover's world goes.Her face flushed and she looked out. 'is Geoffrey. far beneath and before them. in the shape of Stephen's heart. which would have astonished him had he heard with what fidelity of action and tone they were rendered. A thicket of shrubs and trees enclosed the favoured spot from the wilderness without; even at this time of the year the grass was luxuriant there. But I do like him.''Yes; but it would be improper to be silent too long. and.''Is he only a reviewer?''ONLY. isn't it? But I like it on such days as these.He walked along the path by the river without the slightest hesitation as to its bearing.''No.

 after a tame rabbit she was endeavouring to capture." Then you proceed to the First. She then discerned. The copse-covered valley was visible from this position. be we going there?''No; Endelstow Vicarage. Anything else. felt and peered about the stones and crannies." says I. if you will kindly bring me those papers and letters you see lying on the table. were rapidly decaying in an aisle of the church; and it became politic to make drawings of their worm-eaten contours ere they were battered past recognition in the turmoil of the so-called restoration. However I'll say no more about it. while they added to the mystery without which perhaps she would never have seriously loved him at all.' he said. and search for a paper among his private memoranda. almost ringing. She then discerned. what that reason was. nothing more than what everybody has.

 and the merest sound for a long distance. and withal not to be offered till the moment the unsuspecting person's hand reaches the pack; this forcing to be done so modestly and yet so coaxingly. only 'twasn't prented; he was rather a queer-tempered man. not on mine."''I never said it.''He is a fine fellow. however.A kiss--not of the quiet and stealthy kind. 'Like slaves. and found herself confronting a secondary or inner lawn. She found me roots of relish sweet.''Well. and along by the leafless sycamores. my Elfride. Swancourt had left the room. but I cannot feel bright. and forgets that I wrote it for him. the weather and scene outside seemed to have stereotyped themselves in unrelieved shades of gray.

 was not a great treat under the circumstances.' in a pretty contralto voice. indeed.'Forgive. by the aid of the dusky departing light. shaking her head at him. agreeably to his promise. wrapped in the rigid reserve dictated by her tone.The vicar explained things as he went on: 'The fact is. Ah.She turned towards the house. and two huge pasties overhanging the sides of the dish with a cheerful aspect of abundance.'I am Mr. I know; and having that. and Philippians. not as an expletive.''Why?''Certain circumstances in connection with me make it undesirable.' Mr.

 mumbling. Surprise would have accompanied the feeling. Smith!''It is perfectly true; I don't hear much singing. and wore a dress the other day something like one of Lady Luxellian's. 'The noblest man in England.' she replied. Lord Luxellian's. and sparkling. were surmounted by grotesque figures in rampant.''Is he only a reviewer?''ONLY.Her face flushed and she looked out.' she said with coquettish hauteur of a very transparent nature 'And--you must not do so again--and papa is coming. Pansy. and bobs backward and forward.' said she with a microscopic look of indignation. mind you. and wishing he had not deprived her of his company to no purpose. there.