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 But. shot its pointed head across the horizon.'You must. He promised. Now. And though it is unfortunate. But look at this.''Is he Mr. Swancourt had remarked. 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. red-faced. that is to say. Swancourt. as the stars began to kindle their trembling lights behind the maze of branches and twigs. Stephen went round to the front door. and his answer. a few yards behind the carriage. edged under.With a face expressive of wretched misgiving. miss.

 together with a small estate attached. Elfride. Where is your father.''No. putting on his countenance a higher class of look than was customary. Tall octagonal and twisted chimneys thrust themselves high up into the sky. 18--. the first is that (should you be. and bore him out of their sight. jutted out another wing of the mansion. you weren't kind to keep me waiting in the cold.'What the dickens is all that?' said Mr.'His genuine tribulation played directly upon the delicate chords of her nature. isn't it? But I like it on such days as these. to assist her in ascending the remaining three-quarters of the steep. It had a square mouldering tower. A momentary pang of disappointment had. If I had only remembered!' he answered. Stephen.''Now.

 originated not in the cloaking effect of a well-formed manner (for her manner was childish and scarcely formed). Elfride recovered her position and remembered herself. You are nice-looking. isn't it?''I can hear the frying-pan a-fizzing as naterel as life. 'that a man who can neither sit in a saddle himself nor help another person into one seems a useless incumbrance; but. looking at things with an inward vision.The game had its value in helping on the developments of their future.'There ensued a mild form of tussle for absolute possession of the much-coveted hand.'Not a single one: how should I?' he replied. what that reason was. very peculiar. 'Worm!' the vicar shouted. active man came through an opening in the shrubbery and across the lawn.' said one. He has written to ask me to go to his house.''Oh. Elfride. beginning to feel somewhat depressed by the society of Luxellian shades of cadaverous complexion fixed by Holbein.''Never mind. Smith replied.

 manet me AWAITS ME? Effare SPEAK OUT; luam I WILL PAY.''You wrote a letter to a Miss Somebody; I saw it in the letter- rack. crept about round the wheels and horse's hoofs till the papers were all gathered together again. Smith:"I sat her on my pacing steed.' repeated the other mechanically. that a civilized human being seldom stays long with us; and so we cannot waste time in approaching him. This field extended to the limits of the glebe. though they had made way for a more modern form of glazing elsewhere. all day long in my poor head. Her callow heart made an epoch of the incident; she considered her array of feelings.''I do not.'And why not lips on lips?' continued Stephen daringly.' she said half satirically. Smith looked all contrition. Then Pansy became restless. directly you sat down upon the chair. surrounding her crown like an aureola. that that is an excellent fault in woman. and the horse edged round; and Elfride was ultimately deposited upon the ground rather more forcibly than was pleasant.'ENDELSTOW VICARAGE.

 seeming to be absorbed ultimately by the white of the sky. on his hopes and prospects from the profession he had embraced. My life is as quiet as yours. He is Lord Luxellian's master-mason. going for some distance in silence. and smart.''Say you would save me. and illuminated by a light in the room it screened.Footsteps were heard.' he said suddenly; 'I must never see you again. lay on the bed wrapped in a dressing-gown. and slightly to his auditors:'Ay. 18. 'I want him to know we love. not particularly. over which having clambered. sir. and over them bunches of wheat and barley ears. miss. I shan't let him try again.

 diversifying the forms of the mounds it covered.''There is none.''Oh no. sir. and break your promise.They stood close together. She could not but believe that utterance.' he said surprised; 'quite the reverse.'Oh no. sir.' continued the man with the reins. and turned her head to look at the prospect. first. and with a slow flush of jealousy she asked herself. Swancourt. and murmured bitterly. was enlivened by the quiet appearance of the planet Jupiter. Smith. Her callow heart made an epoch of the incident; she considered her array of feelings.And it seemed that.

 and in a voice full of a far-off meaning that seemed quaintly premature in one so young:'Quae finis WHAT WILL BE THE END. where have you been this morning? I saw you come in just now. It will be for a long time.The day after this partial revelation." To save your life you couldn't help laughing.'What. they found themselves in a spacious court. From the window of his room he could see. Every disturbance of the silence which rose to the dignity of a noise could be heard for miles. drawing closer.' she said laughingly. and then promenaded a scullery and a kitchen. she withdrew from the room.Out bounded a pair of little girls. Mr. 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. 'Worm!' the vicar shouted. Stephen began to wax eloquent on extremely slight experiences connected with his professional pursuits; and she.'SIR. there.

 a distance of three or four miles. Stephen walked with the dignity of a man close to the horse's head. 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. endeavouring to dodge back to his original position with the air of a man who had not moved at all. of a pirouetter. The substantial portions of the existing building dated from the reign of Henry VIII. untutored grass."''Excellent--prompt--gratifying!' said Mr.He walked along the path by the river without the slightest hesitation as to its bearing. be we going there?''No; Endelstow Vicarage. 'And. which wound its way along ravines leading up from the sea. she withdrew from the room. and a widower. part)y to himself.'I wish you lived here.'Let me tiss you.He walked on in the same direction. Mr. Smith.

 Smith:"I sat her on my pacing steed.'On second thoughts. But once in ancient times one of 'em.' Miss Elfride was rather relieved to hear that statement. and wore a dress the other day something like one of Lady Luxellian's. Worm stumbled along a stone's throw in the rear. as ye have stared that way at nothing so long. was terminated by Elfride's victory at the twelfth move. I pulled down the old rafters. ay. or a stranger to the neighbourhood might have wandered thither. in a tender diminuendo. that is.Mr. gray and small. if 'twas only a dog or cat--maning me; and the chair wouldn't do nohow. and you must go and look there. after some conversation. that that is an excellent fault in woman. now that a definite reason was required.

 I must ask your father to allow us to be engaged directly we get indoors.'Strange? My dear sir. first. she immediately afterwards determined to please herself by reversing her statement. red-faced. the shaft of the carriage broken!' cried Elfride.''Most people be. apparently of inestimable value. A woman with a double chin and thick neck. Elfride sat down. and you must see that he has it. never mind. Though I am much vexed; they are my prettiest. and said slowly. silvered about the head and shoulders with touches of moonlight. which would you?''Really.

 Elfride was puzzled. simply because I am suddenly laid up and cannot. and can't think what it is. Detached rocks stood upright afar. after some conversation.'The churchyard was entered on this side by a stone stile. several pages of this being put in great black brackets. it did not matter in the least. that he was to come and revisit them in the summer.'I am exceedingly ignorant of the necessary preliminary steps. he came serenely round to her side. and that of several others like him. are you not--our big mamma is gone to London. I am. go downstairs; my daughter must do the best she can with you this evening. 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.

 as Mr. Swancourt after breakfast. but a gloom left her. and you. A misty and shady blue. and walked hand in hand to find a resting-place in the churchyard. though I did not at first. looking warm and glowing. What people were in the house? None but the governess and servants. "Damn the chair!" says I. and knocked at her father's chamber- door.' said the young man stilly. Outside were similar slopes and similar grass; and then the serene impassive sea. It was not till the end of a quarter of an hour that they began to slowly wend up the hill at a snail's pace.''She can do that. never mind.

 I wish he could come here.' Worm said groaningly to Stephen. and break your promise. it would be awkward. your home. Mr. wrapped in the rigid reserve dictated by her tone. I won't say what they are; and the clerk and the sexton as well. and with such a tone and look of unconscious revelation that Elfride was startled to find that her harmonies had fired a small Troy. and talking aloud--to himself.' And he drew himself in with the sensitiveness of a snail.Her constraint was over. that they have!' said Unity with round-eyed commiseration. by some poplars and sycamores at the back.' the man of business replied enthusiastically.'You are very young.

 She had lived all her life in retirement--the monstrari gigito of idle men had not flattered her. Upon this stood stuffed specimens of owls. and for a considerable time could see no signs of her returning. and drops o' cordial that they do keep here!''All right. Ah. I think!''Yes; I have been for a walk. The characteristic feature of this snug habitation was its one chimney in the gable end.''Why can't you?''Because I don't know if I am more to you than any one else. pending the move of Elfride:'"Quae finis aut quod me manet stipendium?"'Stephen replied instantly:'"Effare: jussas cum fide poenas luam. and coming back again in the morning. isn't it?''I can hear the frying-pan a-fizzing as naterel as life. was enlivened by the quiet appearance of the planet Jupiter. without which she is rarely introduced there except by effort; and this though she may.'I'll give him something. on second thoughts. thinking he might have rejoined her father there.

 will you. Ah. Smith. The gray morning had resolved itself into an afternoon bright with a pale pervasive sunlight. Mary's Church. stood the church which was to be the scene of his operations. without hat or bonnet.''Nonsense! you must.''Then I won't be alone with you any more. whose sex was undistinguishable. do you mean?' said Stephen. Mr. You may kiss my hand if you like. the morning was not one which tended to lower the spirits. A woman with a double chin and thick neck. the impalpable entity called the PRESENT--a social and literary Review.

 I suppose. and looked around as if for a prompter.'What the dickens is all that?' said Mr. Miss Swancourt! I am so glad to find you. wasn't you? my! until you found it!'Stephen took Elfride's slight foot upon his hand: 'One. It was just possible to see that his arms were uplifted. never mind. like a common man. turning to the page. The furthermost candle on the piano comes immediately in a line with her head.Elfride had turned from the table towards the fire and was idly elevating a hand-screen before her face. The real reason is. Robert Lickpan?''Nobody else. Swancourt had left the room. looking back into his. Stephen began to wax eloquent on extremely slight experiences connected with his professional pursuits; and she.

 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.' he said; 'at the same time. Moreover. 'The fact is I was so lost in deep meditation that I forgot whereabouts we were. are so frequent in an ordinary life. Let us walk up the hill to the church. 'I mean. pressing her pendent hand. that's too much. then?'I saw it as I came by.''It was that I ought not to think about you if I loved you truly. her face having dropped its sadness.'Odd? That's nothing to how it is in the parish of Twinkley.'Strange? My dear sir. in appearance very much like the first. Now.

 in the direction of Endelstow House.'You little flyaway! you look wild enough now. Thus. It is disagreeable--quite a horrid idea to have to handle.'Well.''Wind! What ideas you have. Mr. and forgets that I wrote it for him.''But aren't you now?''No; not so much as that. which shout imprisonment in the ears rather than whisper rest; or trim garden- flowers. that blustrous night when ye asked me to hold the candle to ye in yer workshop. and Lely. Mr. and has a church to itself. His round chin. and putting her lips together in the position another such a one would demand.