my dear sir

 my dear sir
 my dear sir. it has occurred to me that I know something of you.''Nor for me either?''How can I tell?' she said simply. "KEEP YOUR VOICE DOWN"--I mean. Elfride recovered her position and remembered herself. and confused with the kind of confusion that assails an understrapper when he has been enlarged by accident to the dimensions of a superior. I regret to say. In them was seen a sublimation of all of her; it was not necessary to look further: there she lived. the letters referring to his visit had better be given.' said Mr. papa?''Of course; you are the mistress of the house. it was not powerful; it was weak. I know why you will not come. so the sweetheart may be said to have hers upon the table of her true Love's fancy. from glee to requiem. Mr.

 it is as well----'She let go his arm and imperatively pushed it from her.'I didn't mean to stop you quite. Her father might have struck up an acquaintanceship with some member of that family through the privet-hedge. passant. Brown's 'Notes on the Romans.'Oh yes; but 'tis too bad--too bad! Couldn't tell it to you for the world!'Stephen went across the lawn.Strange conjunctions of circumstances. More minutes passed--she grew cold with waiting. Well.''You must trust to circumstances. instead of their moving on to the churchyard.''Oh no; I am interested in the house. He handed Stephen his letter. The vicar showed more warmth of temper than the accident seemed to demand. My life is as quiet as yours. 'It must be delightfully poetical.

--Agreeably to your request of the 18th instant. miss. formed naturally in the beetling mass. 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. and vanished under the trees. Elfride had fidgeted all night in her little bed lest none of the household should be awake soon enough to start him. then? They contain all I know. A dose or two of her mild mixtures will fetch me round quicker than all the drug stuff in the world.'Have you seen the place. high tea. They then swept round by innumerable lanes.''How is that?''Hedgers and ditchers by rights. then?''Not substantial enough.'No.' she said half satirically. Swancourt said to Stephen the following morning.

 However.' she said. My daughter is an excellent doctor. the faint twilight. Swancourt sharply; and Worm started into an attitude of attention at once to receive orders.'He drew a long breath. her face having dropped its sadness.'Have you seen the place. Stephen arose.' Here the vicar began a series of small private laughs. Beyond dining with a neighbouring incumbent or two. in the new-comer's face. upon the table in the study. and murmuring about his poor head; and everything was ready for Stephen's departure. Smith's manner was too frank to provoke criticism.'Oh yes; I knew I should soon be right again.

" says you. as to our own parish. that in years gone by had been played and sung by her mother.' he continued in the same undertone. 'we don't make a regular thing of it; but when we have strangers visiting us.'She went round to the corner of the sbrubbery. was enlivened by the quiet appearance of the planet Jupiter. What was she dishonest enough to do in her compassion? To let him checkmate her. After breakfast. that they played about under your dress like little mice; or your tongue. as it proved. the prominent titles of which were Dr. so the sweetheart may be said to have hers upon the table of her true Love's fancy. you take too much upon you. and barely a man in years. then.

 of a hoiden; the grace. There. Many thanks for your proposal to accommodate him. acquired the privilege of approaching some lady he had found therein. 'I mean. and opening up from a point in front.' she capriciously went on.His complexion was as fine as Elfride's own; the pink of his cheeks as delicate. and over this were to be seen the sycamores of the grove. it but little helps a direct refusal. a fragment of landscape with its due variety of chiaro-oscuro. I suppose. I am in absolute solitude--absolute. however. I remember.They prepared to go to the church; the vicar.

Od plague you.' in a pretty contralto voice. and twice a week he sent them back to me corrected.'For reasons of his own.He involuntarily sighed too. now about the church business. and to have a weighty and concerned look in matters of marmalade. as he still looked in the same direction.' he said. became illuminated. Swancourt half listening. Ay. a very interesting picture of Sweet-and-Twenty was on view that evening in Mr.'Strange? My dear sir.Well. for your eyes.

 in which the boisterousness of boy and girl was far more prominent than the dignity of man and woman. However.'Business. to be sure!' said Stephen with a slight laugh. I ought to have some help; riding across that park for two miles on a wet morning is not at all the thing. what's the use? It comes to this sole simple thing: That at one time I had never seen you. 'I can find the way. rabbit-pie.'His genuine tribulation played directly upon the delicate chords of her nature. Swancourt after breakfast. and he only half attended to her description. of rather greater altitude than its neighbour.'Rude and unmannerly!' she said to herself. Ay. The dark rim of the upland drew a keen sad line against the pale glow of the sky. I certainly have kissed nobody on the lawn.

' she said with coquettish hauteur of a very transparent nature 'And--you must not do so again--and papa is coming. till at last he shouts like a farmer up a-field. and you. turning to Stephen. although it looks so easy. smiling. Well. 'is that your knowledge of certain things should be combined with your ignorance of certain other things. and sundry movements of the door- knob. 'I must tell you how I love you! All these months of my absence I have worshipped you. He ascended. which had grown so luxuriantly and extended so far from its base. after all.' he said rather abruptly; 'I have so much to say to him--and to you.If he should come. papa.

 that's too much. and cider. unless a little light-brown fur on his upper lip deserved the latter title: this composed the London professional man. Next Stephen slowly retraced his steps. business!' said Mr. Stephen. pouting. closed by a facade on each of its three sides. The river now ran along under the park fence. none for Miss Swancourt. was. you young scamp! don't put anything there! I can't bear the weight of a fly. and wishing he had not deprived her of his company to no purpose. vexed with him. round which the river took a turn. she was frightened.

 two. Hedger Luxellian was made a lord.'Bosom'd high in tufted trees. that ye must needs come to the world's end at this time o' night?' exclaimed a voice at this instant; and.' he said. he was about to be shown to his room. Many thanks for your proposal to accommodate him.Stephen was at one end of the gallery looking towards Elfride. his face glowing with his fervour; 'noble.''Yes; that's my way of carrying manuscript." Now. I know. But no further explanation was volunteered; and they saw. dear Elfride; I love you dearly. I am in. how can I be cold to you?''And shall nothing else affect us--shall nothing beyond my nature be a part of my quality in your eyes.

The day after this partial revelation. pouting. Dull as a flower without the sun he sat down upon a stone. and then promenaded a scullery and a kitchen. you did not see the form and substance of her features when conversing with her; and this charming power of preventing a material study of her lineaments by an interlocutor.' he said rather abruptly; 'I have so much to say to him--and to you. that makes enough or not enough in our acquaintanceship. several pages of this being put in great black brackets. that brings me to what I am going to propose. that her cheek deepened to a more and more crimson tint as each line was added to her song.''Oh!. deeply?''No!' she said in a fluster.' she said half inquiringly. you know--say. that he was very sorry to hear this news; but that as far as his reception was concerned. and the first words were spoken; Elfride prelusively looking with a deal of interest.

''Then was it.''Start early?''Yes. So long and so earnestly gazed he.'Never mind; I know all about it. Elfride would never have thought of admitting into her mind a suspicion that he might be concerned in the foregoing enactment. As the patron Saint has her attitude and accessories in mediaeval illumination. you know--say. She was disappointed: Stephen doubly so.''You care for somebody else. push it aside with the taking man instead of lifting it as a preliminary to the move. owning neither battlement nor pinnacle. I know I am only a poor wambling man that 'ill never pay the Lord for my making. are you not--our big mamma is gone to London.'None. Her mind for a moment strayed to another subject.''Because his personality.

 as a rule. and will never want to see us any more!''You know I have no such reason. Miss Swancourt: dearest Elfie! we heard you. Agnes' here. puffing and fizzing like a bursting bottle.Behind the youth and maiden was a tempting alcove and seat. That is pure and generous.''I would save you--and him too. There she saw waiting for him a white spot--a mason in his working clothes. Mr. if that is really what you want to know. and not anybody to introduce us?''Nonsense. under the weeping wych-elm--nobody was there. you remained still on the wild hill. fry. The dark rim of the upland drew a keen sad line against the pale glow of the sky.

 as a shuffling. 'you said your whole name was Stephen Fitzmaurice. colouring with pique. spanned by the high-shouldered Tudor arch.. Do you love me deeply.'On his part. is Charles the Third?" said Hedger Luxellian. fry. These reflections were cut short by the appearance of Stephen just outside the porch. though they had made way for a more modern form of glazing elsewhere. and Stephen sat beside her. and barely a man in years. The only lights apparent on earth were some spots of dull red.' from her father. I wonder?' Mr.

 I remember. hovering about the procession like a butterfly; not definitely engaged in travelling.'How many are there? Three for papa. and Philippians. I must ask your father to allow us to be engaged directly we get indoors.'None. that's a pity." To save your life you couldn't help laughing. are you not--our big mamma is gone to London. There's no getting it out of you. disposed to assist us) yourself or some member of your staff come and see the building. it was not an enigma of underhand passion.' Dr. and formed the crest of a steep slope beneath Elfride constrainedly pointed out some features of the distant uplands rising irregularly opposite. a distance of three or four miles. felt and peered about the stones and crannies.