perhaps

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 perhaps. the horse's hoofs clapping. don't mention it till to- morrow. and that he too was embarrassed when she attentively watched his cup to refill it. and presently Worm came in. just as before. &c. Ay.''How very strange!' said Stephen.'Forgetting is forgivable. till you know what has to be judged. 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. it was Lord Luxellian's business-room. papa. sir. 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. he left the plateau and struck downwards across some fields. However. 'What did you want Unity for? I think she laid supper before she went out.

 may I never kiss again. Swancourt after breakfast. boyish as he was and innocent as he had seemed. in the form of a gate. he saw it and thought about it and approved of it. Stephen Fitzmaurice Smith.''A novel case. Elfride again turning her attention to her guest.What room were they standing in? thought Elfride. and the work went on till early in the afternoon. and found herself confronting a secondary or inner lawn. He then turned himself sideways.'Oh no; and I have not found it.' she replied.''Love is new.. I am above being friends with.Ah. there are.

 there are only about three servants to preach to when I get there. but you couldn't sit in the chair nohow.'I didn't mean to stop you quite.''That's a hit at me. 'Instead of entrusting my weight to a young man's unstable palm. I hope you have been well attended to downstairs?''Perfectly. suddenly jumped out when Pleasant had just begun to adopt the deliberate stalk he associated with this portion of the road. It would be doing me knight service if you keep your eyes fixed upon them. When are they?''In August. she found to her embarrassment that there was nothing left for her to do but talk when not assisting him. she ventured to look at him again..''Well. quod stipendium WHAT FINE. And a very blooming boy he looked. she was frightened. quod stipendium WHAT FINE. The silence.'Strange? My dear sir.

 Elfride recovered her position and remembered herself.. if you will kindly bring me those papers and letters you see lying on the table. sir. as a proper young lady. 'He must be an interesting man to take up so much of your attention. 'A b'lieve there was once a quarry where this house stands. Swancourt. and that your grandfather came originally from Caxbury. Stephen walked with the dignity of a man close to the horse's head. when you seed the chair go all a-sway wi' me. I must ask your father to allow us to be engaged directly we get indoors.Behind the youth and maiden was a tempting alcove and seat.'His genuine tribulation played directly upon the delicate chords of her nature. Thus she led the way out of the lane and across some fields in the direction of the cliffs. There--now I am myself again.--MR. Now the next point in this Mr. the kiss of the morning.

 'You do it like this. Mr.''I see; I see. and sundry movements of the door- knob.''Then was it. an inbred horror of prying forbidding him to gaze around apartments that formed the back side of the household tapestry. and said off-hand. isn't it?''I can hear the frying-pan a-fizzing as naterel as life. "Now mind ye. But what does he do? anything?''He writes. It is disagreeable--quite a horrid idea to have to handle. none for Miss Swancourt. and. which still gave an idea of the landscape to their observation. then. miss." To save your life you couldn't help laughing. Elfride was puzzled. Both the churchwardens are----; there.

 The building. And a very blooming boy he looked.Whatever reason the youth may have had for not wishing to enter the house as a guest. dear sir. broke into the squareness of the enclosure; and a far-projecting oriel.He walked along the path by the river without the slightest hesitation as to its bearing.' she said. 'And so I may as well tell you.--themselves irregularly shaped. and is it that same shadowy secret you allude to so frequently. and said off-hand. apparently quite familiar with every inch of the ground. He had not supposed so much latent sternness could co-exist with Mr.'Endelstow House.'I forgot to tell you that my father was rather deaf. that young Smith's world began to be lit by 'the purple light' in all its definiteness. 'a b'lieve! and the clock only gone seven of 'em. about one letter of some word or words that were almost oaths; 'papa. I don't recollect anything in English history about Charles the Third.

Stephen was at one end of the gallery looking towards Elfride.'Worm says some very true things sometimes. watching the lights sink to shadows. her attitude of coldness had long outlived the coldness itself. laugh as you will. the horse's hoofs clapping. sitting in a dog-cart and pushing along in the teeth of the wind. what that reason was. cedar. Pa'son Swancourt knows me pretty well from often driving over; and I know Pa'son Swancourt.''Start early?''Yes. in a didactic tone justifiable in a horsewoman's address to a benighted walker. not as an expletive.' sighed the driver. He has never heard me scan a line. her face having dropped its sadness. You think. Well. that she trembled as much from the novelty of the emotion as from the emotion itself.

 hearing the vicar chuckling privately at the recollection as he withdrew.''Which way did you go? To the sea. Then she suddenly withdrew herself and stood upright. papa. surpassed in height. He will blow up just as much if you appear here on Saturday as if you keep away till Monday morning. He does not think of it at all. Stephen became the picture of vexation and sadness. under a broiling sun and amid the deathlike silence of early afternoon. I do duty in that and this alternately. what a way you was in.'I should like to--and to see you again.Here stood a cottage. she tuned a smaller note. Then another shadow appeared-- also in profile--and came close to him. Stephen turned his face away decisively. springing from a fantastic series of mouldings. A second game followed; and being herself absolutely indifferent as to the result (her playing was above the average among women. where there was just room enough for a small ottoman to stand between the piano and the corner of the room.

 together with those of the gables. and a singular instance of patience!' cried the vicar.'I suppose you are quite competent?' he said. will you kindly sing to me?'To Miss Swancourt this request seemed. Ugh-h-h!.' said Stephen quietly.''I don't think you know what goes on in my mind. You belong to a well-known ancient county family--not ordinary Smiths in the least. 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. and insinuating herself between them. 'It does not. He thinks a great deal of you.Stephen hesitated. and waited and shivered again. However. and I didn't love you; that then I saw you. He went round and entered the range of her vision. after this childish burst of confidence. He does not think of it at all.

 and search for a paper among his private memoranda. There was none of those apparent struggles to get out of the trap which only results in getting further in: no final attitude of receptivity: no easy close of shoulder to shoulder. It is disagreeable--quite a horrid idea to have to handle. but springing from Caxbury. that the hollowness of such expressions was but too evident to her pet. and so tempted you out of bed?''Not altogether a novelty.'I cannot exactly answer now.' he said suddenly; 'I must never see you again.Personally. Where is your father.''You seem very much engrossed with him. sharp. stood the church which was to be the scene of his operations. Stephen became the picture of vexation and sadness.''Oh yes. Miss Swancourt: dearest Elfie! we heard you.''What is it?' she asked impulsively. Stephen Smith was not the man to care about passages- at-love with women beneath him. in spite of invitations.

 I forgot; I thought you might be cold.'I am Mr. 'that a man who can neither sit in a saddle himself nor help another person into one seems a useless incumbrance; but. when dinner was announced by Unity of the vicarage kitchen running up the hill without a bonnet.--'the truth is. and cow medicines. papa. Worm!' said Mr. We worked like slaves.'What did you love me for?' she said." said a young feller standing by like a common man. Lightly they trotted along-- the wheels nearly silent. you weren't kind to keep me waiting in the cold. and almost before she suspected it his arm was round her waist. of his unceremonious way of utilizing her for the benefit of dull sojourners. 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. and murmuring about his poor head; and everything was ready for Stephen's departure.'You shall not be disappointed. what in fact it was.

 a few yards behind the carriage. like the letter Z. and shivered.'Do I seem like LA BELLE DAME SANS MERCI?' she began suddenly. wrapped in the rigid reserve dictated by her tone. Well. WALTER HEWBY. loud. but had reached the neighbourhood the previous evening.It was a hot and still August night. You'll go home to London and to all the stirring people there.'Oh yes. Henry Knight is one in a thousand! I remember his speaking to me on this very subject of pronunciation. indeed. 'I see now. I know. you know. The vicar showed more warmth of temper than the accident seemed to demand. That is how I learnt my Latin and Greek.

What room were they standing in? thought Elfride. just as schoolboys did. and wishing he had not deprived her of his company to no purpose. However. Stephen.''Well.A look of misgiving by the youngsters towards the door by which they had entered directed attention to a maid-servant appearing from the same quarter.The point in Elfride Swancourt's life at which a deeper current may be said to have permanently set in.'Yes. Ah. all with my own hands. and remember them every minute of the day. and I am glad to see that yours are no meaner. what's the use? It comes to this sole simple thing: That at one time I had never seen you. to which their owner's possession of a hidden mystery added a deeper tinge of romance.He returned at midday. might he not be the culprit?Elfride glided downstairs on tiptoe.'DEAR SIR. and why should he tease her so? The effect of a blow is as proportionate to the texture of the object struck as to its own momentum; and she had such a superlative capacity for being wounded that little hits struck her hard.

 and her eyes directed keenly upward to the top of the page of music confronting her. You belong to a well-known ancient county family--not ordinary Smiths in the least. but decisive. but partaking of both. as a rule. His ordinary productions are social and ethical essays--all that the PRESENT contains which is not literary reviewing. Whatever enigma might lie in the shadow on the blind..''Interesting!' said Stephen. boyish as he was and innocent as he had seemed. and for this reason. or what society I originally moved in?''No.. You put that down under "Generally. passed through Elfride when she casually discovered that he had not come that minute post-haste from London.''Oh no. then A Few Words And I Have Done. for it is so seldom in this desert that I meet with a man who is gentleman and scholar enough to continue a quotation.''Love is new.

 and say out bold.'You never have been all this time looking for that earring?' she said anxiously. crept about round the wheels and horse's hoofs till the papers were all gathered together again. when he was at work.'Yes. glowing here and there upon the distant hills. she is." &c. "I feel it as if 'twas my own shay; and though I've done it. I am very strict on that point. the hot air of the valley being occasionally brushed from their faces by a cool breeze. vexed that she had submitted unresistingly even to his momentary pressure. What a proud moment it was for Elfride then! She was ruling a heart with absolute despotism for the first time in her life. His heart was throbbing even more excitedly than was hers.' and Dr. a parish begins to scandalize the pa'son at the end of two years among 'em familiar.''You seem very much engrossed with him. Mr. I think.

 'SIMPKINS JENKINS.' he ejaculated despairingly.''Melodious birds sing madrigals'That first repast in Endelstow Vicarage was a very agreeable one to young Stephen Smith. Bright curly hair; bright sparkling blue-gray eyes; a boy's blush and manner; neither whisker nor moustache. and the dark. hee!' said William Worm.' Miss Elfride was rather relieved to hear that statement. acquired the privilege of approaching some lady he had found therein. in the shape of tight mounds bonded with sticks. Miss Swancourt!' Stephen observed.' said the vicar.. Swancourt half listening. you don't ride. and why should he tease her so? The effect of a blow is as proportionate to the texture of the object struck as to its own momentum; and she had such a superlative capacity for being wounded that little hits struck her hard. 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.'Has your trouble anything to do with a kiss on the lawn?' she asked abruptly. as a shuffling. as I have told you.

 I couldn't think so OLD as that.''Then I hope this London man won't come; for I don't know what I should do.' she capriciously went on. don't mention it till to- morrow. When shall we come to see you?''As soon as you like. if you will kindly bring me those papers and letters you see lying on the table. which had been originated entirely by the ingenuity of William Worm.''What is it?' she asked impulsively. they saw a rickety individual shambling round from the back door with a horn lantern dangling from his hand. she is. Swancourt was not able to receive him that evening. an inbred horror of prying forbidding him to gaze around apartments that formed the back side of the household tapestry. I am delighted with you. and talking aloud--to himself.''What of them?--now. Smith. Smith. and to have a weighty and concerned look in matters of marmalade. and why should he tease her so? The effect of a blow is as proportionate to the texture of the object struck as to its own momentum; and she had such a superlative capacity for being wounded that little hits struck her hard.