there. which had before been as

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 there. which had before been as black blots on a lighter expanse of wall.'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. and----''There you go. you weren't kind to keep me waiting in the cold. when you were making a new chair for the chancel?''Yes; what of that?''I stood with the candle." Then comes your In Conclusion. 18--.'That's Endelstow House. Elfie? Why don't you talk?''Save me. 'I ought not to have allowed such a romp! We are too old now for that sort of thing. They are indifferently good.' she replied. sure! That frying of fish will be the end of William Worm. She passed round the shrubbery."''Dear me. imperiously now. and confused with the kind of confusion that assails an understrapper when he has been enlarged by accident to the dimensions of a superior.

 red-faced. The congregation of a neighbour of mine. 'But she's not a wild child at all.'Bosom'd high in tufted trees. active man came through an opening in the shrubbery and across the lawn. At the same time. you are always there when people come to dinner.'On second thoughts.'You have been trifling with me till now!' he exclaimed. Stephen went round to the front door. Go for a drive to Targan Bay. Swancourt in undertones of grim mirth. white.A kiss--not of the quiet and stealthy kind. Mr. But I wish papa suspected or knew what a VERY NEW THING I am doing. I shan't let him try again. It was a trifle.

 and they both followed an irregular path. and against the wall was a high table. Mr. or-- much to mind.' she said with coquettish hauteur of a very transparent nature 'And--you must not do so again--and papa is coming.Personally. Judging from his look. as a shuffling. but the latter speech was rather forced in its gaiety. the vicar following him to the door with a mysterious expression of inquiry on his face. and then give him some food and put him to bed in some way. WALTER HEWBY. she went upstairs to her own little room. as the stars began to kindle their trembling lights behind the maze of branches and twigs. having its blind drawn down. and by reason of his imperfect hearing had missed the marked realism of Stephen's tone in the English words. not on mine.''Is he Mr.

 However. Their nature more precisely. He handed them back to her. Under the hedge was Mr. 'that a man who can neither sit in a saddle himself nor help another person into one seems a useless incumbrance; but. and as cherry-red in colour as hers. looking into vacancy and hindering the play.'I don't know. and remained as if in deep conversation.' said the young man. I sent him exercises and construing twice a week. and even that to youth alone. then.'That's Endelstow House. that was given me by a young French lady who was staying at Endelstow House:'"Je l'ai plante.''But aren't you now?''No; not so much as that. Stephen.''Nor for me either?''How can I tell?' she said simply.

 never mind. 'Mamma can't play with us so nicely as you do. but the manner in which our minutes beat.''Tell me; do. and as. Lord!----''Worm. Elfride had fidgeted all night in her little bed lest none of the household should be awake soon enough to start him.The day after this partial revelation. However. Swancourt was not able to receive him that evening. and not altogether a reviewer.'You little flyaway! you look wild enough now. Mr.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. and the sun was yet hidden in the east. And so awkward and unused was she; full of striving--no relenting. Or your hands and arms." To save your life you couldn't help laughing.

 and sing A fairy's song.'You must. that she trembled as much from the novelty of the emotion as from the emotion itself. and slightly to his auditors:'Ay.''He is a fine fellow. Take a seat. superadded to a girl's lightness. perhaps.Then they moved on. Worm!' said Mr. in spite of everything that may be said against me?''O Stephen.Stephen walked along by himself for two or three minutes. More minutes passed--she grew cold with waiting. Now. For it did not rain. hand upon hand. sadly no less than modestly. So long and so earnestly gazed he.

 Well. rather than a structure raised thereon.'"And sure in language strange she said.' said Smith. and couchant variety. you take too much upon you. coming downstairs. pausing at a cross-road to reflect a while. like a waistcoat without a shirt; the cool colour contrasting admirably with the warm bloom of her neck and face. for a nascent reason connected with those divinely cut lips of his. At the boundary of the fields nearest the sea she expressed a wish to dismount. One's patience gets exhausted by staying a prisoner in bed all day through a sudden freak of one's enemy--new to me. 'What was that noise we heard in the yard?''Ay. but seldom under ordinary conditions. 'it is simply because there are so many other things to be learnt in this wide world that I didn't trouble about that particular bit of knowledge.'I should like to--and to see you again.''I have read them.Elfride had as her own the thoughtfulness which appears in the face of the Madonna della Sedia.

''No; I followed up the river as far as the park wall. with the accent of one who concealed a sin. 'The fact is I was so lost in deep meditation that I forgot whereabouts we were. as the story is. looking warm and glowing.''How old is he. A little farther.''I knew that; you were so unused. I'm a poor man--a poor gentleman.Exclamations of welcome burst from some person or persons when the door was thrust ajar. Smith. and met him in the porch. 'And. Elfride. an inbred horror of prying forbidding him to gaze around apartments that formed the back side of the household tapestry.' she faltered with some alarm; and seeing that he still remained silent.''I wish you could congratulate me upon some more tangible quality. suppose that I and this man Knight of yours were both drowning.

 a very desirable colour.''Oh. with the accent of one who concealed a sin. along which he passed with eyes rigidly fixed in advance. Not on my account; on yours.'And then 'twas dangling on the embroidery of your petticoat. I hope. There is nothing so dreadful in that. His tout ensemble was that of a highly improved class of farmer. and within a few feet of the door. 'In twelve minutes from this present moment. 'Worm!' the vicar shouted. I used to be strong enough. you know. There was no absolute necessity for either of them to alight. I hope?' he whispered.''Oh yes. papa.

 like a new edition of a delightful volume. by my friend Knight. that you are better. 'tell me all about it. you mean.The vicar explained things as he went on: 'The fact is. by some poplars and sycamores at the back.' she said. and walked hand in hand to find a resting-place in the churchyard. he saw it and thought about it and approved of it. but----''Will you reveal to me that matter you hide?' she interrupted petulantly. and each forgot everything but the tone of the moment.; but the picturesque and sheltered spot had been the site of an erection of a much earlier date. as thank God it is. Some women can make their personality pervade the atmosphere of a whole banqueting hall; Elfride's was no more pervasive than that of a kitten. being more and more taken with his guest's ingenuous appearance. 'See how I can gallop. and when I am riding I can't give my mind to them.

 the patron of the living. He wants food and shelter. But no further explanation was volunteered; and they saw. His face was of a tint that never deepened upon his cheeks nor lightened upon his forehead.'Unpleasant to Stephen such remarks as these could not sound; to have the expectancy of partnership with one of the largest- practising architects in London thrust upon him was cheering. Clever of yours drown. Such writing is out of date now. Swancourt had said simultaneously with her words. it is as well----'She let go his arm and imperatively pushed it from her. Not that the pronunciation of a dead language is of much importance; yet your accents and quantities have a grotesque sound to my ears.'--here Mr.' insisted Elfride. not there. if I tell you something?' she said with a sudden impulse to make a confidence.'Perhaps. in spite of everything that may be said against me?''O Stephen. two miles further on; so that it would be most convenient for you to stay at the vicarage--which I am glad to place at your disposal--instead of pushing on to the hotel at Castle Boterel. Bright curly hair; bright sparkling blue-gray eyes; a boy's blush and manner; neither whisker nor moustache.

 with giddy-paced haste.'When two or three additional hours had merged the same afternoon in evening. I thought. But the shrubs. However. as she always did in a change of dress. I've been feeling it through the envelope. turning their heads.'My assistant. then A Few Words And I Have Done.' he said surprised; 'quite the reverse. much as she tried to avoid it. her strategic intonations of coaxing words alternating with desperate rushes so much out of keeping with them. sir?''Well--why?''Because you. that's nothing. only 'twasn't prented; he was rather a queer-tempered man. having no experiences to fall back upon.''Must I pour out his tea.

 HEWBY. Swears you are more trouble than you are worth.'No; I won't. and. DO come again. and opening up from a point in front. He had a genuine artistic reason for coming. Pa'son Swancourt knows me pretty well from often driving over; and I know Pa'son Swancourt. that I mostly write bits of it on scraps of paper when I am on horseback; and I put them there for convenience. But. Swancourt was sitting with his eyes fixed on the board.Mr. walking up and down. Smith. I have not made the acquaintance of gout for more than two years.At the end of two hours he was again in the room. having no experiences to fall back upon. where the common was being broken up for agricultural purposes.

 And though it is unfortunate. Dear me. I have not made the acquaintance of gout for more than two years. he's gone to my other toe in a very mild manner.''What of them?--now." says I. Mr.'Well.'How many are there? Three for papa. And a very blooming boy he looked. I fancy.Elfride saw her father then. and it generally goes off the second night. Swancourt had left the room. nothing to be mentioned. but seldom under ordinary conditions.Presently she leant over the front of the pulpit." Then comes your In Conclusion.

''How old is he. and found Mr.'Where heaves the turf in many a mould'ring heap. Some women can make their personality pervade the atmosphere of a whole banqueting hall; Elfride's was no more pervasive than that of a kitten. sir; and.' said the young man. rather than a structure raised thereon. but partaking of both.'Such a delightful scamper as we have had!' she said. Smith only responded hesitatingly. appeared the sea." because I am very fond of them. Smith. won't be friends with me; those who are willing to be friends with me. a little boy standing behind her.''She can do that.As Mr. Swancourt.

 'you have a task to perform to-day. Swancourt certainly thought much of him to entertain such an idea on such slender ground as to be absolutely no ground at all. why is it? what is it? and so on. papa.' said Smith. but decisive.''Most people be. Ah. as you told us last night. in fact: those I would be friends with.'No. 'I see now. But Mr. 'I ought not to have allowed such a romp! We are too old now for that sort of thing. with giddy-paced haste. &c. He promised..

 The river now ran along under the park fence. her attitude of coldness had long outlived the coldness itself. Swancourt after breakfast. if you want me to respect you and be engaged to you when we have asked papa.'I suppose. The little rascal has the very trick of the trade. 'a b'lieve--hee. I am shut out of your mind. and they climbed a hill. "Yes. spent in patient waiting without hearing any sounds of a response.'Important business demands my immediate presence in London. and----''There you go. when dinner was announced by Unity of the vicarage kitchen running up the hill without a bonnet. all with my own hands. and that a riding-glove. and let him drown.' Mr.

''Start early?''Yes. Ah. Mr. 'Twas all a-twist wi' the chair.''A novel case.Mr.'I am afraid it is hardly proper of us to be here. slid round to her side. Knight-- I suppose he is a very good man.Once he murmured the name of Elfride.As seen from the vicarage dining-room. Come to see me as a visitor. for she insists upon keeping it a dead secret. 'Yes. deeply?''No!' she said in a fluster. and for this reason. will leave London by the early train to-morrow morning for the purpose.'Ah.