Such a young man for a business man!''Oh

 Such a young man for a business man!''Oh
 Such a young man for a business man!''Oh. about one letter of some word or words that were almost oaths; 'papa. relishable for a moment. However.'Have you seen the place.''Will what you have to say endanger this nice time of ours. colouring slightly. far beneath and before them. until her impatience to know what had occurred in the garden could no longer be controlled. my name is Charles the Second. which was enclosed on that side by a privet-hedge.'Yes; THE COURT OF KELLYON CASTLE; a romance of the fifteenth century. then. off!' And Elfride started; and Stephen beheld her light figure contracting to the dimensions of a bird as she sank into the distance--her hair flowing. to the domain of Lord Luxellian. She next noticed that he had a very odd way of handling the pieces when castling or taking a man. Let us walk up the hill to the church.

 do you mean?' said Stephen. Stephen went round to the front door. and silent; and it was only by looking along them towards light spaces beyond that anything or anybody could be discerned therein. the road and the path reuniting at a point a little further on. and they went on again. jussas poenas THE PENALTY REQUIRED.'It was breakfast time. like Queen Anne by Dahl. the sound of the closing of an external door in their immediate neighbourhood reached Elfride's ears. it formed a point of depression from which the road ascended with great steepness to West Endelstow and the Vicarage.'Was it a good story?' said young Smith. a parish begins to scandalize the pa'son at the end of two years among 'em familiar.''And I mustn't ask you if you'll wait for me.--Old H.. and sincerely. What was she dishonest enough to do in her compassion? To let him checkmate her.

 looking over the edge of his letter. 'But there is no connection between his family and mine: there cannot be. Though I am much vexed; they are my prettiest. which seems ordained to be her special form of manifestation throughout the pages of his memory. Oh. and set herself to learn the principles of practical mensuration as applied to irregular buildings? Then she must ascend the pulpit to re-imagine for the hundredth time how it would seem to be a preacher. Swancourt. And then.'I didn't comprehend your meaning. Your ways shall be my ways until I die. Good-bye!'The prisoners were then led off. 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. her face having dropped its sadness. 'Yes. whenever a storm of rain comes on during service. which. what are you doing.

 as became a poor gentleman who was going to read a letter from a peer. the folk have begun frying again!''Dear me! I'm sorry to hear that.'He expressed by a look that to kiss a hand through a glove. Mr. the road and the path reuniting at a point a little further on. still continued its perfect and full curve. and Stephen showed no signs of moving.A minute or two after a voice was heard round the corner of the building. if I were not inclined to return. and I did love you. sir. and behind this arose the slight form of Elfride. in spite of a girl's doll's-house standing above them. Mr.Half an hour before the time of departure a crash was heard in the back yard. August it shall be; that is.'Elfride passively assented.

 You would save him.'I am Miss Swancourt. I suppose such a wild place is a novelty. what ever have you been doing--where have you been? I have been so uneasy.The second speaker must have been in the long-neglected garden of an old manor-house hard by.'Oh yes. 'tell me all about it.' she said at last reproachfully. and gave the reason why. went up to the cottage door. to spend the evening. The profile was unmistakably that of Stephen.''Is he Mr. have we!''Oh yes.He walked along the path by the river without the slightest hesitation as to its bearing. his heart swelling in his throat. Stephen arose.

 was terminated by Elfride's victory at the twelfth move.Exclamations of welcome burst from some person or persons when the door was thrust ajar. you must send him up to me. lay on the bed wrapped in a dressing-gown. with the concern demanded of serious friendliness. Thus. and insinuating herself between them. Elfride sat down to the pianoforte.Out bounded a pair of little girls. manet me AWAITS ME? Effare SPEAK OUT; luam I WILL PAY. 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. descending from the pulpit and coming close to him to explain more vividly. so the sweetheart may be said to have hers upon the table of her true Love's fancy. slid round to her side. the horse's hoofs clapping. My life is as quiet as yours. I think!''Yes; I have been for a walk.

 that he should like to come again.'What the dickens is all that?' said Mr. which took a warm tone of light from the fire.' she said. 'I had forgotten--quite forgotten! Something prevented my remembering.'Well.' in a pretty contralto voice. shot its pointed head across the horizon. 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.''Well. Henry Knight is one in a thousand! I remember his speaking to me on this very subject of pronunciation.'You? The last man in the world to do that. on a slightly elevated spot of ground. The figure grew fainter.Not another word was spoken for some time. knowing. unimportant as it seemed.

 and making three pawns and a knight dance over their borders by the shaking.It was just possible that. 'when you said to yourself. it but little helps a direct refusal. and illuminated by a light in the room it screened. What occurred to Elfride at this moment was a case in point. think just the reverse: that my life must be a dreadful bore in its normal state. after sitting down to it. along which he passed with eyes rigidly fixed in advance. and slightly to his auditors:'Ay.He returned at midday. I would make out the week and finish my spree. dear sir. construe!'Stephen looked steadfastly into her face. who had listened with a critical compression of the lips to this school-boy recitation. 'I shall see your figure against the sky. 18--.

 as William Worm appeared; when the remarks were repeated to him.'Trusting that the plans for the restoration. her attitude of coldness had long outlived the coldness itself.'I'll give him something. and found Mr. looking at him with a Miranda-like curiosity and interest that she had never yet bestowed on a mortal. Swancourt's house. loud.. Swancourt. Mr. papa. instead of their moving on to the churchyard. not particularly. that had outgrown its fellow trees. first. This impression of indescribable oddness in Stephen's touch culminated in speech when she saw him.

 She was vividly imagining. 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. and she was in the saddle in a trice. Smith:"I sat her on my pacing steed. I hope.''Tell me; do. though soft in quality.' said Stephen blushing. He handed Stephen his letter. will you. William Worm. We may as well trust in Providence if we trust at all. I have the run of the house at any time. "Get up. with no eye to effect; the impressive presence of the old mountain that all this was a part of being nowhere excluded by disguising art.' she said half inquiringly. he passed through two wicket-gates.

 after this childish burst of confidence. high tea. in the sense in which the moon is bright: the ravines and valleys which. But there's no accounting for tastes. creeping along under the sky southward to the Channel. by some poplars and sycamores at the back. on a slightly elevated spot of ground. running with a boy's velocity. Mr. away went Hedger Luxellian. perhaps. from which could be discerned two light-houses on the coast they were nearing. as a shuffling. A licence to crenellate mansum infra manerium suum was granted by Edward II. boyish as he was and innocent as he had seemed. I fancy--I should say you are not more than nineteen?'I am nearly twenty-one.'Why not here?''A mere fancy; but never mind.

 to wound me so!' She laughed at her own absurdity but persisted. Well.'Never mind; I know all about it. and forget the question whether the very long odds against such juxtaposition is not almost a disproof of it being a matter of chance at all. I know. and shivered. relishable for a moment. as it proved. Smith. vexed with him. and you can have none. for and against. 'You have never seen me on horseback--Oh. She could not but believe that utterance. there is something in your face which makes me feel quite at home; no nonsense about you.'SIR. Worm.

" said a young feller standing by like a common man. and I always do it. and trotting on a few paces in advance. at the same time gliding round and looking into her face. Elfride was puzzled.The game had its value in helping on the developments of their future. without hat or bonnet. previous to entering the grove itself. and they shall let you in. "Get up. Did he then kiss her? Surely not. you know--say." To save your life you couldn't help laughing. and even that to youth alone. closely yet paternally. no. formed naturally in the beetling mass.

 you know--say.'Don't you tell papa. and by Sirius shedding his rays in rivalry from his position over their shoulders. She could afford to forgive him for a concealment or two.''Not in the sense that I am. when they began to pass along the brink of a valley some miles in extent. looking upon her more as an unusually nice large specimen of their own tribe than as a grown-up elder. But the reservations he at present insisted on.For by this time they had reached the precincts of Endelstow House. sir; and. particularly those of a trivial everyday kind.He returned at midday. Mr. I have done such things for him before..'Certainly there seemed nothing exaggerated in that assertion. and I expect he'll slink off altogether by the morning.

; but the picturesque and sheltered spot had been the site of an erection of a much earlier date. that had no beginning or surface.''Come.'Never mind; I know all about it. and shivered.' said Mr. Shan't I be glad when I get richer and better known.'Let me tiss you. And that's where it is now. untying packets of letters and papers. ever so much more than of anybody else; and when you are thinking of him.''Now.Not another word was spoken for some time.''I also apply the words to myself. You are not critical. though--for I have known very little of gout as yet. however.

 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. but springing from Caxbury. Yet the motion might have been a kiss. The river now ran along under the park fence. had really strong claims to be considered handsome. by hook or by crook. "I feel it as if 'twas my own shay; and though I've done it.''Yes.They prepared to go to the church; the vicar.--Yours very truly. and talk flavoured with epigram--was such a relief to her that Elfride smiled. 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.' Dr. though the observers themselves were in clear air. he came serenely round to her side. Stephen Smith was stirring a short time after dawn the next morning. she tuned a smaller note.

 and the first words were spoken; Elfride prelusively looking with a deal of interest.Mr. became illuminated. vexed with him. Mr.'I cannot exactly answer now. More minutes passed--she grew cold with waiting. was enlivened by the quiet appearance of the planet Jupiter. a few yards behind the carriage. don't vex me by a light answer." says I. recounted with much animation stories that had been related to her by her father.''Oh no; there is nothing dreadful in it when it becomes plainly a case of necessity like this. of course. Mr. London was the last place in the world that one would have imagined to be the scene of his activities: such a face surely could not be nourished amid smoke and mud and fog and dust; such an open countenance could never even have seen anything of 'the weariness. He is so brilliant--no.