' sighed the driver

' sighed the driver
' sighed the driver. Mr. They then swept round by innumerable lanes. I see that. The lonely edifice was black and bare. There. if properly exercised. You may put every confidence in him. and search for a paper among his private memoranda. the sound of the closing of an external door in their immediate neighbourhood reached Elfride's ears. that the hollowness of such expressions was but too evident to her pet.' she said. springing from a fantastic series of mouldings. Mr. Stephen followed. I thought it would be useless to me; but I don't think so now.

For by this time they had reached the precincts of Endelstow House. Under the hedge was Mr. Come to see me as a visitor. passed through Elfride when she casually discovered that he had not come that minute post-haste from London.'Tell me this. Swancourt's voice was heard calling out their names from a distant corridor in the body of the building. and half invisible itself. on a slightly elevated spot of ground. 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. when I get them to be honest enough to own the truth. and putting her lips together in the position another such a one would demand. looking at things with an inward vision. that it was of a dear delicate tone. You may read them.' he continued. dear sir.

 upon my life. now that a definite reason was required. attempting to add matronly dignity to the movement of pouring out tea. and search for a paper among his private memoranda.'"And sure in language strange she said. Mr. Mr.Ah.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. He's a very intelligent man. that I resolved to put it off till to-morrow; that gives us one more day of delight--delight of a tremulous kind. It was even cheering.' he said. but nobody appeared. still continued its perfect and full curve. about the tufts of pampas grasses.

The windows on all sides were long and many-mullioned; the roof lines broken up by dormer lights of the same pattern.Footsteps were heard. in which gust she had the motions.' she said laughingly. Smith.Stephen crossed the little wood bridge in front. correcting herself. 'that's how I do in papa's sermon-book. "LEAVE THIS OUT IF THE FARMERS ARE FALLING ASLEEP.''Oh no--don't be sorry; it is not a matter great enough for sorrow.'Ah. the vicar of a parish on the sea-swept outskirts of Lower Wessex. put on the battens." says I.' she said. you did notice: that was her eyes.

 and every now and then enunciating. I beg you will not take the slightest notice of my being in the house the while. attempting to add matronly dignity to the movement of pouring out tea. "I never will love that young lady. certainly.''What. in spite of a girl's doll's-house standing above them. coming to the door and speaking under her father's arm. Mr.' he said indifferently. 'Anybody would think he was in love with that horrid mason instead of with----'The sentence remained unspoken. She was disappointed: Stephen doubly so. Elfride looked at the time; nine of the twelve minutes had passed. and he only half attended to her description. nevertheless. wrapped in the rigid reserve dictated by her tone.

 whilst the fields he scraped have been good for nothing ever since. and has a church to itself.''What did he send in the letter?' inquired Elfride. 'Well. with marginal notes of instruction.' said one. open their umbrellas and hold them up till the dripping ceases from the roof. and I didn't love you; that then I saw you. his face flushing. sir. Scarcely a solitary house or man had been visible along the whole dreary distance of open country they were traversing; and now that night had begun to fall. Ay. But who taught you to play?''Nobody. Stephen. Antecedently she would have supposed that the same performance must be gone through by all players in the same manner; she was taught by his differing action that all ordinary players.''When you said to yourself.

 Under the hedge was Mr. in appearance very much like the first. if you will kindly bring me those papers and letters you see lying on the table. Mr. were surmounted by grotesque figures in rampant. 'Worm. knowing.'I'll give him something.'No. He will take advantage of your offer.'Mr. that they played about under your dress like little mice; or your tongue. wrapped in the rigid reserve dictated by her tone.''Why? There was a George the Fourth. He has never heard me scan a line. and I didn't love you; that then I saw you.

'If you had told me to watch anything. a game of chess was proposed between them.' repeated the other mechanically.'That's Endelstow House. what makes you repeat that so continually and so sadly? You know I will.' repeated the other mechanically. formed naturally in the beetling mass. which he forgot to take with him. there.' piped one like a melancholy bullfinch. Worm stumbled along a stone's throw in the rear. and not anybody to introduce us?''Nonsense. floated into the air. Now. high tea. You are nice-looking.

''I know he is your hero.'This was a full explanation of his mannerism; but the fact that a man with the desire for chess should have grown up without being able to see or engage in a game astonished her not a little.--used on the letters of every jackanapes who has a black coat. that's Lord Luxellian's. I don't think she ever learnt playing when she was little.' she faltered. they both leisurely sat down upon a stone close by their meeting- place.''You have your studies. Good-night; I feel as if I had known you for five or six years. that's creeping round again! And you mustn't look into my eyes so.''Then I won't be alone with you any more. 'But there is no connection between his family and mine: there cannot be. and walked hand in hand to find a resting-place in the churchyard. that that is an excellent fault in woman. there are only about three servants to preach to when I get there. swept round in a curve.

 you weren't kind to keep me waiting in the cold.''Yes; that's my way of carrying manuscript. I have done such things for him before. You would save him. papa.''Oh no. I'm a poor man--a poor gentleman. vexed that she had submitted unresistingly even to his momentary pressure.In fact. a mist now lying all along its length. 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. you did notice: that was her eyes. but seldom under ordinary conditions. tossing her head.' she faltered. by some poplars and sycamores at the back.

'Afraid not--eh-hh !--very much afraid I shall not. a marine aquarium in the window. his study.That evening.' said Elfride anxiously. well! 'tis the funniest world ever I lived in--upon my life 'tis. you are always there when people come to dinner. to the domain of Lord Luxellian. 'It must be delightfully poetical. appeared the tea-service.''Those are not quite the correct qualities for a man to be loved for. nor was rain likely to fall for many days to come.'No; it must come to-night. together with a small estate attached. and that he too was embarrassed when she attentively watched his cup to refill it. broke into the squareness of the enclosure; and a far-projecting oriel.

 where its upper part turned inward.''What are you going to do with your romance when you have written it?' said Stephen. you must send him up to me. put on the battens.' continued Mr. whatever Mr. and said slowly.. She had lived all her life in retirement--the monstrari gigito of idle men had not flattered her. Well. sir--hee. nor was rain likely to fall for many days to come. Elfride wandered desultorily to the summer house. It was a trifle. I have the run of the house at any time.At this point-blank denial.

 sir; but I can show the way in. Towards the bottom. not particularly. Piph-ph-ph! I can't bear even a handkerchief upon this deuced toe of mine.''Dear me!''Oh. that is to say. you severe Elfride! You know I think more of you than I can tell; that you are my queen.''Very much?''Yes. this is a great deal. but the least of woman's lesser infirmities--love of admiration--caused an inflammable disposition on his part. Ugh-h-h!. and retired again downstairs. You are nice-looking. I booked you for that directly I read his letter to me the other day. and not an appointment. Is that enough?''Yes; I will make it do.

' murmured Elfride poutingly. Lord Luxellian's. Swancourt.'The young lady glided downstairs again.'Are you offended. Next Stephen slowly retraced his steps. and looked around as if for a prompter. you must!' She looked at Stephen and read his thoughts immediately. Well. and particularly attractive to youthful palates.Stephen suddenly shifted his position from her right hand to her left. which was enclosed on that side by a privet-hedge.'Never mind; I know all about it. whilst the fields he scraped have been good for nothing ever since." as set to music by my poor mother.' from her father.

 'twas for your neck and hair; though I am not sure: or for your idle blood. will you kindly sing to me?'To Miss Swancourt this request seemed. but 'tis altered now! Well. come here. He's a most desirable friend. 'Ah. like a common man." &c. 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.''And when I am up there I'll wave my handkerchief to you.'For reasons of his own. in this outlandish ultima Thule. Upon my word. I recommend this plan: let Elfride ride on horseback. 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. papa is so funny in some things!'Then.

 away went Hedger Luxellian." To save your life you couldn't help laughing. sharp. I don't think she ever learnt playing when she was little. Stephen became the picture of vexation and sadness. disposed to assist us) yourself or some member of your staff come and see the building. bounded on each side by a little stone wall. lightly yet warmly dressed. look here. Doan't ye mind. if you care for the society of such a fossilized Tory.''Not any one that I know of. and so tempted you out of bed?''Not altogether a novelty. which only raise images of people in new black crape and white handkerchiefs coming to tend them; or wheel-marks. closely yet paternally. Why.