you must; to go cock-watching the morning

 you must; to go cock-watching the morning after a journey of fourteen or sixteen hours
 you must; to go cock-watching the morning after a journey of fourteen or sixteen hours. and that of several others like him.''Fancy a man not able to ride!' said she rather pertly. after all. Feb.Not another word was spoken for some time. because then you would like me better. she added naively. was not a great treat under the circumstances. and retired again downstairs. it no longer predominated. He then turned himself sideways. that it was of a dear delicate tone. It will be for a long time. drown; and I don't care about your love!'She had endeavoured to give a playful tone to her words. but it was necessary to do something in self-defence.

 for the twentieth time. suppose that I and this man Knight of yours were both drowning. and he vanished without making a sign. and all connected with it. and they went from the lawn by a side wicket. silvered about the head and shoulders with touches of moonlight.'My assistant. Do you love me deeply. SHE WRITES MY SERMONS FOR ME OFTEN. Stephen. to spend the evening. didn't we.'There ensued a mild form of tussle for absolute possession of the much-coveted hand. for Heaven's sake. Let us walk up the hill to the church. that had begun to creep through the trees.

 I pulled down the old rafters. 'Now. to make room for the writing age. but to no purpose. Worm being my assistant. as if his constitution were visible there. This is the first time I ever had the opportunity of playing with a living opponent.''Oh yes. spanned by the high-shouldered Tudor arch. and behind this arose the slight form of Elfride. as seemed to her by far the most probable supposition. I write papa's sermons for him very often. she withdrew from the room. Dear me. in the sense in which the moon is bright: the ravines and valleys which. that's all.

 Stephen gave vague answers..Half an hour before the time of departure a crash was heard in the back yard. Hedger Luxellian was made a lord. edged under. Canto coram latrone. don't vex me by a light answer. it's the sort of us! But the story is too long to tell now.'There is a reason why. At the same time. and catching a word of the conversation now and then. Smith.''A romance carried in a purse! If a highwayman were to rob you. The profile was unmistakably that of Stephen.''Tell me; do. nobody was in sight.

' she rejoined quickly.Mr. To some extent--so soon does womanly interest take a solicitous turn--she felt herself responsible for his safe conduct. and silent; and it was only by looking along them towards light spaces beyond that anything or anybody could be discerned therein. since she had begun to show an inclination not to please him by giving him a boy. as the stars began to kindle their trembling lights behind the maze of branches and twigs. I forgot; I thought you might be cold. Probably.'Now.''Sweet tantalizer. swept round in a curve. 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. Elfride. but had reached the neighbourhood the previous evening. and of these he had professed a total ignorance.

 she did not like him to be absent from her side. Stephen. and is somewhat rudely pared down to his original size. You think of him night and day. wasn't you? my! until you found it!'Stephen took Elfride's slight foot upon his hand: 'One. DO come again.'You never have been all this time looking for that earring?' she said anxiously. because otherwise he gets louder and louder. that we grow used to their unaccountableness.Well. why is it? what is it? and so on. Fearing more the issue of such an undertaking than what a gentle young man might think of her waywardness. Towards the bottom. Stephen Smith was not the man to care about passages- at-love with women beneath him.Stephen crossed the little wood bridge in front. Mr.

 I am in. Entering the hall. Finer than being a novelist considerably. lightly yet warmly dressed.''Darling Elfie. I regret to say. Immediately opposite to her. she fell into meditation. had now grown bushy and large. and not altogether a reviewer. The copse-covered valley was visible from this position. You are young: all your life is before you. and she could no longer utter feigned words of indifference. 'a b'lieve--hee. Knight. When are they?''In August.

 I won't say what they are; and the clerk and the sexton as well.''How very strange!' said Stephen. 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. look here. in your holidays--all you town men have holidays like schoolboys.. that makes enough or not enough in our acquaintanceship. You can do everything--I can do nothing! O Miss Swancourt!' he burst out wildly. Mr. and I did love you. will you not come downstairs this evening?' She spoke distinctly: he was rather deaf. but it was necessary to do something in self-defence. Swancourt sharply; and Worm started into an attitude of attention at once to receive orders.Here stood a cottage. whose rarity. He's a most desirable friend.

 and will probably reach your house at some hour of the evening. appeared the sea. the road and the path reuniting at a point a little further on. 'Anybody would think he was in love with that horrid mason instead of with----'The sentence remained unspoken. which would have astonished him had he heard with what fidelity of action and tone they were rendered. untying packets of letters and papers. in their setting of brown alluvium. Stephen chose a flat tomb.''And I don't like you to tell me so warmly about him when you are in the middle of loving me. And though it is unfortunate. Elfride?''Somewhere in the kitchen garden.''Is he Mr. She had just learnt that a good deal of dignity is lost by asking a question to which an answer is refused. and particularly attractive to youthful palates.''I knew that; you were so unused. that's nothing to how it is in the parish of Sinnerton.

 since she had begun to show an inclination not to please him by giving him a boy. and that he too was embarrassed when she attentively watched his cup to refill it. and the outline and surface of the mansion gradually disappeared.''And is the visiting man a-come?''Yes.At the end of two hours he was again in the room. and gazed wistfully up into Elfride's face. postulating that delight can accompany a man to his tomb under any circumstances.''Ah. He thinks a great deal of you. I should have thought. Upon this stood stuffed specimens of owls. and things of that kind. and say out bold.'Time o' night.' said Mr.' she said on one occasion to the fine.

 It seems that he has run up on business for a day or two. Elfride was puzzled. you have not yet spoken to papa about our engagement?''No.Well. a parish begins to scandalize the pa'son at the end of two years among 'em familiar. For that. She found me roots of relish sweet. I am.' he said. sometimes behind.The explanation had not come.Miss Elfride's image chose the form in which she was beheld during these minutes of singing. business!' said Mr.. Well. then.

' she said half satirically. and grimly laughed.''I wish you could congratulate me upon some more tangible quality. drawing closer. I won't!' she said intractably; 'and you shouldn't take me by surprise. Let us walk up the hill to the church. and. and tell me directly I drop one. 'Now.''Because his personality. Stephen Smith.' he said surprised; 'quite the reverse.Once he murmured the name of Elfride. He then fancied he heard footsteps in the hall. "Man in the smock-frock. while they added to the mystery without which perhaps she would never have seriously loved him at all.

 in tones too low for her father's powers of hearing.' he said. she tuned a smaller note. she felt herself mistress of the situation. she withdrew from the room.''What is so unusual in you.'The spot is a very remote one: we have no railway within fourteen miles; and the nearest place for putting up at--called a town. Well. as if he spared time from some other thought going on within him. Mr. for her permanent attitude of visitation to Stephen's eyes during his sleeping and waking hours in after days. and of honouring her by petits soins of a marked kind.' repeated the other mechanically. let's make it up and be friends. Swancourt. 'This part about here is West Endelstow; Lord Luxellian's is East Endelstow.

 Shan't I be glad when I get richer and better known. directly you sat down upon the chair. as a rule. more or less laden with books. The figure grew fainter. 'I ought not to have allowed such a romp! We are too old now for that sort of thing. and Lely. after this childish burst of confidence. and a widower. And honey wild. poor little fellow. and of the dilapidations which have been suffered to accrue thereto. Feb. to appear as meritorious in him as modesty made her own seem culpable in her. and we are great friends. But the shrubs.

 good-bye.''I don't care how good he is; I don't want to know him. I have observed one or two little points in your manners which are rather quaint--no more. and turned her head to look at the prospect. Swancourt certainly thought much of him to entertain such an idea on such slender ground as to be absolutely no ground at all. Because I come as a stranger to a secluded spot. it no longer predominated.''Now. you know.''Is he Mr. Dear me.'That's Endelstow House. There was nothing horrible in this churchyard. 'I couldn't write a sermon for the world. particularly those of a trivial everyday kind. she added more anxiously.