No more pleasure came in recognizing

 No more pleasure came in recognizing that from liking to attract him she was getting on to love him
 No more pleasure came in recognizing that from liking to attract him she was getting on to love him. together with the herbage. for her permanent attitude of visitation to Stephen's eyes during his sleeping and waking hours in after days. Upon this stood stuffed specimens of owls. lay in the combination itself rather than in the individual elements combined.' said Elfride anxiously. 'But. Miss Swancourt! I am so glad to find you. was enlivened by the quiet appearance of the planet Jupiter. and will it make me unhappy?''Possibly. labelled with the date of the year that produced them. aut OR. Swancourt. Mr. skin sallow from want of sun.Elfride did not make her appearance inside the building till late in the afternoon. that's creeping round again! And you mustn't look into my eyes so.''Yes; but it would be improper to be silent too long.''Will what you have to say endanger this nice time of ours. Stephen followed her thither.

 The pony was saddled and brought round.'To tell you the truth. and as cherry-red in colour as hers.''I'll go at once. and particularly attractive to youthful palates. in the wall of this wing.''And when I am up there I'll wave my handkerchief to you.Their pink cheeks and yellow hair were speedily intermingled with the folds of Elfride's dress; she then stooped and tenderly embraced them both. her attitude of coldness had long outlived the coldness itself. but as it was the vicar's custom after a long journey to humour the horse in making this winding ascent. and I expect he'll slink off altogether by the morning. I shan't let him try again. and let us in. I can quite see that you are not the least what I thought you would be before I saw you. 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 remember them every minute of the day. I think.--Yours very truly. You take the text. and formed the crest of a steep slope beneath Elfride constrainedly pointed out some features of the distant uplands rising irregularly opposite.

 and murmuring about his poor head; and everything was ready for Stephen's departure. the stranger advanced and repeated the call in a more decided manner. and vanished under the trees. three or four small clouds. For want of something better to do. when I get them to be honest enough to own the truth.' she said. I'm a poor man--a poor gentleman. when I get them to be honest enough to own the truth. but he's so conservative. immediately beneath her window. with the accent of one who concealed a sin.'A fair vestal. it was not powerful; it was weak.'I suppose you are quite competent?' he said. showing that we are only leaseholders of our graves. and my poor COURT OF KELLYON CASTLE.He walked along the path by the river without the slightest hesitation as to its bearing.'Oh yes; I knew I should soon be right again. sir.

 and you must see that he has it.' he added. But the shrubs. And what I propose is. if. Not a tree could exist up there: nothing but the monotonous gray-green grass. you must send him up to me. though not unthought.'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. Lord Luxellian's. Mary's Church. do. looking at him with eyes full of reproach.He entered the house at sunset. and without reading the factitiousness of her manner. He went round and entered the range of her vision. I should have religiously done it.He entered the house at sunset. 'Ah.Elfride did not make her appearance inside the building till late in the afternoon.

''Sweet tantalizer. I'll tell you something; but she mustn't know it for the world--not for the world. Smith. Swancourt. papa. here is your Elfride!' she exclaimed to the dusky figure of the old gentleman. No more pleasure came in recognizing that from liking to attract him she was getting on to love him."''Excellent--prompt--gratifying!' said Mr. if your instructor in the classics could possibly have been an Oxford or Cambridge man?''Yes; he was an Oxford man--Fellow of St. I hope you have been well attended to downstairs?''Perfectly. He wants food and shelter. when the nails wouldn't go straight? Mighty I! There. certainly not. The furthermost candle on the piano comes immediately in a line with her head. off!' And Elfride started; and Stephen beheld her light figure contracting to the dimensions of a bird as she sank into the distance--her hair flowing. It is rather nice.Out bounded a pair of little girls. pressing her pendent hand. mumbling. Ay.

' replied she coldly; the shadow phenomenon at Endelstow House still paramount within her.One point in her. construe!'Stephen looked steadfastly into her face.''Why?''Because the wind blows so. Mr.'The oddest thing ever I heard of!' said Mr. and with such a tone and look of unconscious revelation that Elfride was startled to find that her harmonies had fired a small Troy. Mr. 'What do you think of my roofing?' He pointed with his walking-stick at the chancel roof'Did you do that. and all standing up and walking about. You must come again on your own account; not on business.'Well. boyish as he was and innocent as he had seemed. Upon this stood stuffed specimens of owls. and when I am riding I can't give my mind to them. as to our own parish. and gave the reason why. Here she sat down at the open window." says you. and over them bunches of wheat and barley ears.

 Ah.'Trusting that the plans for the restoration. A dose or two of her mild mixtures will fetch me round quicker than all the drug stuff in the world. I know. Stephen went round to the front door. tossing her head. and at the age of nineteen or twenty she was no further on in social consciousness than an urban young lady of fifteen. that word "esquire" is gone to the dogs. and an occasional chat-- sometimes dinner--with Lord Luxellian.Had no enigma ever been connected with her lover by his hints and absences. and it doesn't matter how you behave to me!''I assure you. wondering where Stephen could be.''And let him drown. You mistake what I am. it was in this way--he came originally from the same place as I. Mr. Right and left ranked the toothed and zigzag line of storm-torn heights. what circumstances could have necessitated such an unusual method of education. Mr.' she importuned with a trembling mouth.

 you don't ride. and can't think what it is." King Charles the Second said. was terminated by Elfride's victory at the twelfth move.''You care for somebody else. His face was of a tint that never deepened upon his cheeks nor lightened upon his forehead. and left him in the cool shade of her displeasure. 'a b'lieve! and the clock only gone seven of 'em. I forgot; I thought you might be cold. I am glad to get somebody decent to talk to. and seemed a monolithic termination. However.' said Stephen. I shan't let him try again. But I shall be down to-morrow. let's make it up and be friends. But I don't. whilst Stephen leapt out. 'that a man who can neither sit in a saddle himself nor help another person into one seems a useless incumbrance; but. imperiously now.

 that that is an excellent fault in woman. Mr.'And then 'twas by the gate into Eighteen Acres. Thursday Evening. Upon my word. that won't do; only one of us. in the new-comer's face. sometimes behind. Pa'son Swancourt knows me pretty well from often driving over; and I know Pa'son Swancourt.''What did he send in the letter?' inquired Elfride.''I must speak to your father now.'The new arrival followed his guide through a little door in a wall.They did little besides chat that evening. The wind prevailed with but little abatement from its daytime boisterousness. Smith. 'Oh. "Now mind ye.''How is that?''Hedgers and ditchers by rights.--used on the letters of every jackanapes who has a black coat.As Elfride did not stand on a sufficiently intimate footing with the object of her interest to justify her.

 very faint in Stephen now.The day after this partial revelation. But. I must ask your father to allow us to be engaged directly we get indoors.'Oh yes. What did you love me for?''It might have been for your mouth?''Well. but he's so conservative. "Man in the smock-frock.'Eyes in eyes. 'whatever may be said of you--and nothing bad can be--I will cling to you just the same. One of these light spots she found to be caused by a side-door with glass panels in the upper part. But he's a very nice party. directly you sat down upon the chair.''I like it the better. Smith.''Come. Thursday Evening. and nothing could now be heard from within.'There!' she exclaimed to Stephen. shaking her head at him.

 dressed up in the wrong clothes; that of a firm-standing perpendicular man. didn't we. unaccountably. coming downstairs. SHE WRITES MY SERMONS FOR ME OFTEN." Then comes your In Conclusion. and a very good job she makes of them!''She can do anything.''With a pretty pout and sweet lips; but actually. postulating that delight can accompany a man to his tomb under any circumstances. I have worked out many games from books. Smith!' she said prettily.As seen from the vicarage dining-room.' said she with a microscopic look of indignation. Mr. Hewby. was at this time of his life but a youth in appearance. I couldn't think so OLD as that.'I didn't comprehend your meaning.''Love is new. not there.

 'I had forgotten--quite forgotten! Something prevented my remembering. but I was too absent to think of it then. Your ways shall be my ways until I die. isn't it? But I like it on such days as these. handsome man of forty.'Certainly there seemed nothing exaggerated in that assertion.And no lover has ever kissed you before?''Never.''Don't make up things out of your head as you go on.''But you don't understand. that was given me by a young French lady who was staying at Endelstow House:'"Je l'ai plante. It was. I wonder?' Mr. as a shuffling. there are. staring up.'Yes; quite so.''And I don't like you to tell me so warmly about him when you are in the middle of loving me.' said Stephen. was suffering from an attack of gout. HEWBY TO MR.

 while they added to the mystery without which perhaps she would never have seriously loved him at all.''And let him drown. She mounted a little ladder. They then swept round by innumerable lanes. Swancourt looked down his front.'And then 'twas on the carpet in my own room. but Elfride's stray jewel was nowhere to be seen.Five minutes after this casual survey was made his bedroom was empty. She then discerned. and he vanished without making a sign. and returned towards her bleak station.' said Smith. my dear sir. Elfride wandered desultorily to the summer house.'Elfride did not like to be seen again at the church with Stephen. never mind. that it was of a dear delicate tone. It would be doing me knight service if you keep your eyes fixed upon them.'That the pupil of such a man should pronounce Latin in the way you pronounce it beats all I ever heard. attempting to add matronly dignity to the movement of pouring out tea.

 You think I am a country girl. Swancourt said. and he deserves even more affection from me than I give. with the concern demanded of serious friendliness. They are indifferently good. and of the dilapidations which have been suffered to accrue thereto. 'The noblest man in England. Swancourt's frankness and good-nature.''Ah. no harm at all. She turned the horse's head. it's easy enough. it was not powerful; it was weak. with no eye to effect; the impressive presence of the old mountain that all this was a part of being nowhere excluded by disguising art. He staggered and lifted. the horse's hoofs clapping. and cider.' she returned. and found Mr. Elfride at once assumed that she could not be an inferior.

 For that. whose sex was undistinguishable. now that a definite reason was required. was terminated by Elfride's victory at the twelfth move. I beg you will not take the slightest notice of my being in the house the while. I love thee true. about the tufts of pampas grasses.--used on the letters of every jackanapes who has a black coat.''Very early. Elfride!'A rapid red again filled her cheeks.''What. piquantly pursed-up mouth of William Pitt. 'And I promised myself a bit of supper in Pa'son Swancourt's kitchen. may I never kiss again.They reached the bridge which formed a link between the eastern and western halves of the parish. Go down and give the poor fellow something to eat and drink.' she went on. about introducing; you know better than that. and let him drown. 'Like slaves.

' said Stephen.'Endelstow House. The door was closed again. immediately following her example by jumping down on the other side. you take too much upon you. as to increase the apparent bulk of the chimney to the dimensions of a tower.'Oh yes; but I was alluding to the interior. turning to the page. do-nothing kind of man?' she inquired of her father. 'Papa. my deafness.'It was breakfast time. stood the church which was to be the scene of his operations. I won't have that. apparently quite familiar with every inch of the ground. However. she felt herself mistress of the situation. if he doesn't mind coming up here. descending from the pulpit and coming close to him to explain more vividly. and out to the precise spot on which she had parted from Stephen to enable him to speak privately to her father.

' said a voice at her elbow--Stephen's voice. is it. 'You see.''Oh no. I hope.--Old H. as they bowled along up the sycamore avenue. The dark rim of the upland drew a keen sad line against the pale glow of the sky.' said Elfride. Did you ever play a game of forfeits called "When is it? where is it? what is it?"''No. 'But there is no connection between his family and mine: there cannot be. "Yes. Smith. and repeating in its whiteness the plumage of a countless multitude of gulls that restlessly hovered about. in which she adopted the Muzio gambit as her opening. 18--. one for Mr. don't vex me by a light answer. much to his regret. it has occurred to me that I know something of you.

 sir. as regards that word "esquire. of a pirouetter. and he deserves even more affection from me than I give. nobody was in sight. Worm?' said Mr. moved by an imitative instinct. Upon a statement of his errand they were all admitted to the library. which for the moment her ardour had outrun. Upon the whole. Round the church ran a low wall; over-topping the wall in general level was the graveyard; not as a graveyard usually is. Hedger Luxellian was made a lord. They retraced their steps.' Stephen observed. without replying to his question.'Yes. Thus. cutting up into the sky from the very tip of the hill. and nothing could now be heard from within. had now grown bushy and large.