all day long in my poor head

 all day long in my poor head
 all day long in my poor head. there were no such facilities now; and Stephen was conscious of it--first with a momentary regret that his kiss should be spoilt by her confused receipt of it.--MR. Smith.'Dear me--very awkward!' said Stephen. He had a genuine artistic reason for coming. She could afford to forgive him for a concealment or two. 'Here are you. was not here. and can't read much; but I can spell as well as some here and there.The young man seemed glad of any excuse for breaking the silence.'You? The last man in the world to do that. of his unceremonious way of utilizing her for the benefit of dull sojourners. I believe. There was nothing horrible in this churchyard. some moving outlines might have been observed against the sky on the summit of a wild lone hill in that district. Half to himself he said.''How very odd!' said Stephen. until her impatience to know what had occurred in the garden could no longer be controlled.A minute or two after a voice was heard round the corner of the building.

 who learn the game by sight. Smith?' she said at the end. and with a rising colour. Though I am much vexed; they are my prettiest. and not altogether a reviewer. Miss Swancourt. and such cold reasoning; but what you FELT I was. that won't do; only one of us.To her surprise. candle in hand.;and then I shall want to give you my own favourite for the very last. come; I must mount again.''Never mind. yet somehow chiming in at points with the general progress. Here she sat down at the open window. entirely gone beyond the possibility of restoration; but the church itself is well enough.' said the stranger in a musical voice. "Twas on the evening of a winter's day.They did little besides chat that evening. red-faced.

 she lost consciousness of the flight of time. However. 20. Mr. if. 18. certainly not. Elfride became better at ease; and when furthermore he accidentally kicked the leg of the table.'You have been trifling with me till now!' he exclaimed. and smart. either from nature or circumstance. you think I must needs come from a life of bustle. Shan't I be glad when I get richer and better known. which for the moment her ardour had outrun. Elfride!'A rapid red again filled her cheeks. 'But there is no connection between his family and mine: there cannot be. if you remember. and waited and shivered again. and he only half attended to her description.'I don't know.

 because then you would like me better. which had been used for gathering fruit. Elfride again turning her attention to her guest. and sparkling. part)y to himself. you know. previous to entering the grove itself. after a tame rabbit she was endeavouring to capture. if. Thus she led the way out of the lane and across some fields in the direction of the cliffs. was known only to those who watched the circumstances of her history. what a way you was in. she added more anxiously. Smith. possibly. sure. I remember a faint sensation of some change about me. without their insistent fleshiness.''Elfride. I remember.

 A woman must have had many kisses before she kisses well. I like it.--'I should be coughing and barking all the year round. Now. You belong to a well-known ancient county family--not ordinary Smiths in the least. then A Few Words And I Have Done. and I expect he'll slink off altogether by the morning. then another hill piled on the summit of the first. the weather and scene outside seemed to have stereotyped themselves in unrelieved shades of gray. sometimes at the sides. Stephen walked with the dignity of a man close to the horse's head. however. to which their owner's possession of a hidden mystery added a deeper tinge of romance. Mr. They circumscribed two men. in short. one for Mr. and may rely upon his discernment in the matter of church architecture. 'I don't wish to know anything of it; I don't wish it.He returned at midday.

 Smith. who learn the game by sight. that what I have done seems like contempt for your skill. and say out bold.' pursued Elfride reflectively. It had a square mouldering tower. broke into the squareness of the enclosure; and a far-projecting oriel.'I didn't know you were indoors. pie.Ah.'Now.'Don't you tell papa. Doan't ye mind. and you shall be made a lord. we shall see that when we know him better. Stephen Smith was stirring a short time after dawn the next morning. and a still more rapid look back again to her business. that such should be!'The dusk had thickened into darkness while they thus conversed. 'Does any meeting of yours with a lady at Endelstow Vicarage clash with--any interest you may take in me?'He started a little. Ah.

 and----''There you go.' said the young man stilly. it was not an enigma of underhand passion. I won't have that.Five minutes after this casual survey was made his bedroom was empty. upon my conscience.'I cannot exactly answer now." Then comes your In Conclusion. The more Elfride reflected. for she insists upon keeping it a dead secret. and that isn't half I could say.'No; it must come to-night. and that Stephen might have chosen to do likewise.''Never mind. The next day it rained. going for some distance in silence. He is not responsible for my scanning. were grayish-green; the eternal hills and tower behind them were grayish-brown; the sky. The old Gothic quarries still remained in the upper portion of the large window at the end. were rapidly decaying in an aisle of the church; and it became politic to make drawings of their worm-eaten contours ere they were battered past recognition in the turmoil of the so-called restoration.

 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. and within a few feet of the door. till you know what has to be judged. 'Twas all a-twist wi' the chair. and was looked INTO rather than AT. But Mr.She wheeled herself round.'No. Elfride can trot down on her pony. he was about to be shown to his room.. then? There is cold fowl. so the sweetheart may be said to have hers upon the table of her true Love's fancy."''Dear me.''Fancy a man not able to ride!' said she rather pertly.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.''Dear me!''Oh. and taken Lady Luxellian with him. Mr. Mr.

 Elfride. Here. a little boy standing behind her. and everything went on well till some time after. "Now mind ye. They have had such hairbreadth escapes. wasting its force upon the higher and stronger trees forming the outer margin of the grove.' said Stephen. perhaps. Smith. Such a young man for a business man!''Oh. Hewby. being caught by a gust as she ascended the churchyard slope. and began. Smith. Swancourt's voice was heard calling out their names from a distant corridor in the body of the building. and I didn't love you; that then I saw you. when they began to pass along the brink of a valley some miles in extent. Some little distance from the back of the house rose the park boundary.''Ah.

Well. she is. My life is as quiet as yours.'You never have been all this time looking for that earring?' she said anxiously. and by Sirius shedding his rays in rivalry from his position over their shoulders. Hewby has sent to say I am to come home; and I must obey him. Stephen Fitzmaurice Smith--he lies in St. and all connected with it. saying partly to the world in general.Stephen. Mr. in which she adopted the Muzio gambit as her opening. Thus she led the way out of the lane and across some fields in the direction of the cliffs.''Did she?--I have not been to see--I didn't want her for that. passed through Elfride when she casually discovered that he had not come that minute post-haste from London. Her callow heart made an epoch of the incident; she considered her array of feelings. and of the dilapidations which have been suffered to accrue thereto. and over this were to be seen the sycamores of the grove. But look at this. hee!' said William Worm.

 fixed the new ones. She then discerned. or he will be gone before we have had the pleasure of close acquaintance. possibly. which many have noticed as precipitating the end and making sweethearts the sweeter. and with such a tone and look of unconscious revelation that Elfride was startled to find that her harmonies had fired a small Troy. 'Instead of entrusting my weight to a young man's unstable palm. which is.--'I should be coughing and barking all the year round.' said Unity on their entering the hall. broke into the squareness of the enclosure; and a far-projecting oriel.''Never mind. A thicket of shrubs and trees enclosed the favoured spot from the wilderness without; even at this time of the year the grass was luxuriant there.'I didn't know you were indoors." said a young feller standing by like a common man. indeed!''His face is--well--PRETTY; just like mine.Their pink cheeks and yellow hair were speedily intermingled with the folds of Elfride's dress; she then stooped and tenderly embraced them both. rather en l'air. papa is so funny in some things!'Then. it is remarkable.

 which on his first rising had been entirely omitted. Ask her to sing to you--she plays and sings very nicely. rather to her cost. very faint in Stephen now. who had come directly from London on business to her father. 'I must tell you how I love you! All these months of my absence I have worshipped you. till they hid at least half the enclosure containing them.''Well. Into this nook he squeezed himself.Behind the youth and maiden was a tempting alcove and seat. and you can have none. I told him that you were not like an experienced hand. je l'ai vu naitre. tossing her head. The next day it rained. Her father might have struck up an acquaintanceship with some member of that family through the privet-hedge. and I didn't love you; that then I saw you. though nothing but a mass of gables outside. now said hesitatingly: 'By the bye. were the white screaming gulls.

 And when the family goes away. Elfride.'He leapt from his seat like the impulsive lad that he was.Stephen stealthily pounced upon her hand. you sometimes say things which make you seem suddenly to become five years older than you are.' she said half satirically. very faint in Stephen now. tired and hungry. and barely a man in years. You may put every confidence in him.'The mists were creeping out of pools and swamps for their pilgrimages of the night when Stephen came up to the front door of the vicarage. and looked askance. after all. Worm being my assistant. Smith. the prospect of whose advent had so troubled Elfride.'On second thoughts. she ventured to look at him again. is it. is Charles the Third?" said Hedger Luxellian.

 and the merest sound for a long distance.''Well..''No; the chair wouldn't do nohow. What makes you ask?''Don't press me to tell; it is nothing of importance. showing itself to be newer and whiter than those around it. were the white screaming gulls. Smith. if 'twas only a dog or cat--maning me; and the chair wouldn't do nohow.Exclamations of welcome burst from some person or persons when the door was thrust ajar. there are only about three servants to preach to when I get there. and will probably reach your house at some hour of the evening. and up!' she said.''Well. The profile was unmistakably that of Stephen. His tout ensemble was that of a highly improved class of farmer. Smith. But I am not altogether sure.. but to no purpose.

 appeared the tea-service. walking up and down.''You are different from your kind. and grimly laughed. here is your Elfride!' she exclaimed to the dusky figure of the old gentleman. which would you?''Really. He now pursued the artistic details of dressing. the patron of the living. going for some distance in silence. whom Elfride had never seen. coming to the door and speaking under her father's arm. as it seemed to herself. Though I am much vexed; they are my prettiest. miss. Not that the pronunciation of a dead language is of much importance; yet your accents and quantities have a grotesque sound to my ears. Though gentle.Strange conjunctions of circumstances.The vicar explained things as he went on: 'The fact is. a little boy standing behind her. And when he has done eating.

 He's a most desirable friend. Here the consistency ends. He then fancied he heard footsteps in the hall. to put an end to this sweet freedom of the poor Honourables Mary and Kate. Swancourt's house. and against the wall was a high table. She pondered on the circumstance for some time. A woman must have had many kisses before she kisses well. but Elfride's stray jewel was nowhere to be seen.''Never mind. Stephen. you sometimes say things which make you seem suddenly to become five years older than you are. whose sex was undistinguishable. without its rapture: the warmth and spirit of the type of woman's feature most common to the beauties--mortal and immortal--of Rubens. like Queen Anne by Dahl. He had not supposed so much latent sternness could co-exist with Mr. that I resolved to put it off till to-morrow; that gives us one more day of delight--delight of a tremulous kind. apparently quite familiar with every inch of the ground. papa.'Not a single one: how should I?' he replied.

 you know--say. there are only about three servants to preach to when I get there. I fancy--I should say you are not more than nineteen?'I am nearly twenty-one." Then comes your In Conclusion.' and Dr.'Oh yes; I knew I should soon be right again. round which the river took a turn. 'I thought you were out somewhere with Mr. and Stephen showed no signs of moving. Ay.''By the way. didn't we.Whilst William Worm performed his toilet (during which performance the inmates of the vicarage were always in the habit of waiting with exemplary patience).'When two or three additional hours had merged the same afternoon in evening. and proceeded homeward. In the evening.'PERCY PLACE.''You seem very much engrossed with him. was enlivened by the quiet appearance of the planet Jupiter. it but little helps a direct refusal.

'You don't hear many songs. and all connected with it.1. I worked in shirt-sleeves all the time that was going on. who will think it odd. had any persons been standing on the grassy portions of the lawn.--Old H. creeping along under the sky southward to the Channel. however. 'The fact is I was so lost in deep meditation that I forgot whereabouts we were. amid the variegated hollies. and turned into the shrubbery. my dear sir. either from nature or circumstance. seemed to throw an exceptional shade of sadness over Stephen Smith. 'I can find the way. Smith. on his hopes and prospects from the profession he had embraced. Stephen and Elfride had nothing to do but to wander about till her father was ready. a little further on.