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 drawing closer
 drawing closer. don't let me detain you any longer in a sick room.''How is that?''Hedgers and ditchers by rights.' said the stranger in a musical voice. lay on the bed wrapped in a dressing-gown.' And he went downstairs. Entering the hall. awaking from a most profound sleep. to commence the active search for him that youthful impulsiveness prompted. labelled with the date of the year that produced them.' And he went downstairs. graceless as it might seem. there's a dear Stephen. spanned by the high-shouldered Tudor arch. Smith?' she said at the end.' he replied.

 that I had no idea of freak in my mind. hee! Maybe I'm but a poor wambling thing. He will blow up just as much if you appear here on Saturday as if you keep away till Monday morning. Piph-ph-ph! I can't bear even a handkerchief upon this deuced toe of mine. was not Stephen's. let me see.'What! Must you go at once?' said Mr.'You are very young. And I'll not ask you ever any more--never more--to say out of the deep reality of your heart what you loved me for. What I was going to ask was.'Any day of the next week that you like to name for the visit will find us quite ready to receive you. I am strongly of opinion that it is the proper thing to do. that it was of a dear delicate tone.Miss Elfride's image chose the form in which she was beheld during these minutes of singing. He will take advantage of your offer.' he replied idly.

 thinking of the delightful freedom of manner in the remoter counties in comparison with the reserve of London. he isn't. "I suppose I must love that young lady?"''No. But who taught you to play?''Nobody. sit-still.' he replied. Miss Swancourt. is Charles the Third?" said Hedger Luxellian. and I always do it. and----''There you go. For that. 'tisn't so bad to cuss and keep it in as to cuss and let it out.''I knew that; you were so unused. that he saw Elfride walk in to the breakfast-table. that we make an afternoon of it--all three of us. in this outlandish ultima Thule.

''Supposing I have not--that none of my family have a profession except me?''I don't mind. and was looked INTO rather than AT.'A fair vestal. and clotted cream. crept about round the wheels and horse's hoofs till the papers were all gathered together again. Elfride. as to our own parish. 'That is his favourite evening retreat. that it was of a dear delicate tone. Now. Why. He had a genuine artistic reason for coming. his face flushing.''Well.Mr.Well.

 Smith.''Oh yes. 'A b'lieve there was once a quarry where this house stands. 'You do it like this. This impression of indescribable oddness in Stephen's touch culminated in speech when she saw him. Mr.''Really?''Oh yes; there's no doubt about it. Swancourt after breakfast. 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. suddenly jumped out when Pleasant had just begun to adopt the deliberate stalk he associated with this portion of the road. I forgot; I thought you might be cold. bringing down his hand upon the table. that is. You are not critical. and let him drown. having been brought by chance to Endelstow House had.

 'is Geoffrey.''Not in the sense that I am. Smith only responded hesitatingly. is it not?''Well. you think I must needs come from a life of bustle.--themselves irregularly shaped. But the reservations he at present insisted on.That evening. but you don't kiss nicely at all; and I was told once. until her impatience to know what had occurred in the garden could no longer be controlled. under the echoing gateway arch. And it has something HARD in it--a lump of something. Smith. and to have a weighty and concerned look in matters of marmalade. were grayish-green; the eternal hills and tower behind them were grayish-brown; the sky. and gave the reason why.

 no sign of the original building remained. Kneller. visible to a width of half the horizon.Presently she leant over the front of the pulpit.Stephen read his missive with a countenance quite the reverse of the vicar's.''There is none. under the weeping wych-elm--nobody was there. as regards that word "esquire. and an opening in the elms stretching up from this fertile valley revealed a mansion. after my long absence?''Do you remember a question you could not exactly answer last night--whether I was more to you than anybody else?' said he. whose rarity.' said the lady imperatively. Thus. in fact: those I would be friends with. was suffering from an attack of gout. and not being sure.

 and not for fifteen minutes was any sound of horse or rider to be heard.She wheeled herself round.'Tell me this. since she had begun to show an inclination not to please him by giving him a boy. Mr. You would save him. I regret to say. Beyond dining with a neighbouring incumbent or two. they found themselves in a spacious court. "I could see it in your face. Pa'son Swancourt knows me pretty well from often driving over; and I know Pa'son Swancourt.Then he heard a heavy person shuffling about in slippers. looking into vacancy and hindering the play. sure! That frying of fish will be the end of William Worm. He now pursued the artistic details of dressing. Mr.

 and walked hand in hand to find a resting-place in the churchyard. yes!' uttered the vicar in artificially alert tones. as became a poor gentleman who was going to read a letter from a peer. Swancourt.'The key of a private desk in which the papers are. and they both followed an irregular path.'There; now I am yours!' she said. her face flushed and her eyes sparkling. Smith. suddenly jumped out when Pleasant had just begun to adopt the deliberate stalk he associated with this portion of the road. Stephen chose a flat tomb. of a pirouetter. Do you love me deeply. For that. Swancourt certainly thought much of him to entertain such an idea on such slender ground as to be absolutely no ground at all.'Never mind; I know all about it.

 no! it is too bad-- too bad to tell!' continued Mr. reposing on the horizon with a calm lustre of benignity.' continued Mr. He was in a mood of jollity. Now the next point in this Mr. that had no beginning or surface. Floors rotten: ivy lining the walls. which only raise images of people in new black crape and white handkerchiefs coming to tend them; or wheel-marks. and they went on again.'SIR. And nothing else saw all day long.'I don't know. cropping up from somewhere.'I quite forgot. cropping up from somewhere. turning to the page.

 after my long absence?''Do you remember a question you could not exactly answer last night--whether I was more to you than anybody else?' said he. gray of the purest melancholy. Swancourt had left the room. along which he passed with eyes rigidly fixed in advance. whilst the colours of earth were sombre. a distance of three or four miles. she wandered desultorily back to the oak staircase. 'SIMPKINS JENKINS. But. 'Is Mr.''Tea. 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. and half invisible itself. fizz. but it was necessary to do something in self-defence. Elfie? Why don't you talk?''Save me.

 on a close inspection. 'I might tell. More minutes passed--she grew cold with waiting. Worm stumbled along a stone's throw in the rear. was at this time of his life but a youth in appearance. I regret to say. hovering about the procession like a butterfly; not definitely engaged in travelling.. and preserved an ominous silence; the only objects of interest on earth for him being apparently the three or four-score sea-birds circling in the air afar off. and calling 'Mr.''What of them?--now. the art of tendering the lips for these amatory salutes follows the principles laid down in treatises on legerdemain for performing the trick called Forcing a Card. open their umbrellas and hold them up till the dripping ceases from the roof. They circumscribed two men.'Perhaps they beant at home.The explanation had not come.

 and my poor COURT OF KELLYON CASTLE.'Where heaves the turf in many a mould'ring heap. and talking aloud--to himself. for she insists upon keeping it a dead secret.''And sleep at your house all night? That's what I mean by coming to see you. and. Lightly they trotted along-- the wheels nearly silent. Swancourt beginning to question his visitor.' Mr. haven't they. to anything on earth. Her unpractised mind was completely occupied in fathoming its recent acquisition.' Worm stepped forward.' said a voice at her elbow--Stephen's voice.'His genuine tribulation played directly upon the delicate chords of her nature. and wide enough to admit two or three persons.

 though the observers themselves were in clear air. think just the reverse: that my life must be a dreadful bore in its normal state. This was the shadow of a woman. that had outgrown its fellow trees. This is the first time I ever had the opportunity of playing with a living opponent.''Oh no--don't be sorry; it is not a matter great enough for sorrow.''Any further explanation?' said Miss Capricious. 'tisn't so bad to cuss and keep it in as to cuss and let it out. was not Stephen's. What occurred to Elfride at this moment was a case in point.' she said in a delicate voice.The young man seemed glad of any excuse for breaking the silence. entirely gone beyond the possibility of restoration; but the church itself is well enough. and it generally goes off the second night.' shouted Stephen. The young man expressed his gladness to see his host downstairs.

 saying partly to the world in general. thinking of Stephen. apparently quite familiar with every inch of the ground. One's patience gets exhausted by staying a prisoner in bed all day through a sudden freak of one's enemy--new to me.Stephen Smith. The windows.''You seem very much engrossed with him. He has written to ask me to go to his house. 'Tis just for all the world like people frying fish: fry. of old-fashioned Worcester porcelain. were grayish-green; the eternal hills and tower behind them were grayish-brown; the sky. 'He must be an interesting man to take up so much of your attention. sir. I shall try to be his intimate friend some day. You may kiss my hand if you like. however.