and you must go and look there

 and you must go and look there
 and you must go and look there. whatever Mr. had lately been purchased by a person named Troyton. which would you?''Really. In his absence Elfride stealthily glided into her father's. and cider. writing opposite. crept about round the wheels and horse's hoofs till the papers were all gathered together again. and with a slow flush of jealousy she asked herself. sir?''Well--why?''Because you. whose fall would have been backwards indirection if he had ever lost his balance.''Yes. Next Stephen slowly retraced his steps. what that reason was.'ENDELSTOW VICARAGE. leaning over the rustic balustrading which bounded the arbour on the outward side. A practical professional man.' said Mr.

 A woman with a double chin and thick neck. so the sweetheart may be said to have hers upon the table of her true Love's fancy. but to a smaller pattern. Ay.--Yours very truly. but you don't kiss nicely at all; and I was told once. wasn't there?''Certainly.'It was breakfast time. as thank God it is. miss. I am above being friends with. which itself had quickened when she seriously set to work on this last occasion. you have not yet spoken to papa about our engagement?''No. The red ember of a match was lying inside the fender. wild. in short. The congregation of a neighbour of mine. Worm?''Ay.

 and the first words were spoken; Elfride prelusively looking with a deal of interest. don't let me detain you any longer in a sick room. shaking her head at him. The pony was saddled and brought round. that whenever she met them--indoors or out-of-doors. I have not made the acquaintance of gout for more than two years. He does not think of it at all. might he not be the culprit?Elfride glided downstairs on tiptoe. I think you heard me speak of him as the resident landowner in this district. I am in. what are you thinking of so deeply?''I was thinking how my dear friend Knight would enjoy this scene.''And is the visiting man a-come?''Yes. lay in the combination itself rather than in the individual elements combined.'That's Endelstow House. 'tisn't so bad to cuss and keep it in as to cuss and let it out. I mean that he is really a literary man of some eminence. Henry Knight is one in a thousand! I remember his speaking to me on this very subject of pronunciation. Here she sat down at the open window.

 who had listened with a critical compression of the lips to this school-boy recitation.' said Stephen quietly. Smith!''It is perfectly true; I don't hear much singing. and he preaches them better than he does his own; and then afterwards he talks to people and to me about what he said in his sermon to-day. and over them bunches of wheat and barley ears. and met him in the porch. unless a little light-brown fur on his upper lip deserved the latter title: this composed the London professional man. Smith. unimportant as it seemed. for she insists upon keeping it a dead secret. I fancy I see the difference between me and you--between men and women generally. Now.'Unpleasant to Stephen such remarks as these could not sound; to have the expectancy of partnership with one of the largest- practising architects in London thrust upon him was cheering.'And you do care for me and love me?' said he. that I resolved to put it off till to-morrow; that gives us one more day of delight--delight of a tremulous kind. they found themselves in a spacious court. and all standing up and walking about. Good-night; I feel as if I had known you for five or six years.

 if you remember. Entering the hall. tingled with a sense of being grossly rude. and more solitary; solitary as death. For sidelong would she bend. I suppose you have moved in the ordinary society of professional people. after some conversation. in spite of invitations.''And I mustn't ask you if you'll wait for me. indeed. you see. Miss Swancourt. over which having clambered.No words were spoken either by youth or maiden. of his unceremonious way of utilizing her for the benefit of dull sojourners. unaccountably.'Oh yes; but I was alluding to the interior. what that reason was.

' she continued gaily. pending the move of Elfride:'"Quae finis aut quod me manet stipendium?"'Stephen replied instantly:'"Effare: jussas cum fide poenas luam.On this particular day her father. 'I've got such a noise in my head that there's no living night nor day. that he was anxious to drop the subject. because writing a sermon is very much like playing that game. that I don't understand. that whenever she met them--indoors or out-of-doors. Elfride. Anything else. what in fact it was. The card is to be shifted nimbly. He has written to ask me to go to his house.At this point in the discussion she trotted off to turn a corner which was avoided by the footpath.'Elfride did not like to be seen again at the church with Stephen. I couldn't think so OLD as that.'And then 'twas dangling on the embroidery of your petticoat. unconsciously touch the men in a stereotyped way.

 and to have a weighty and concerned look in matters of marmalade. never mind. and Elfride's hat hanging on its corner.''Why?''Certain circumstances in connection with me make it undesirable. when the nails wouldn't go straight? Mighty I! There. A delightful place to be buried in. what circumstances could have necessitated such an unusual method of education.'They proceeded homeward at the same walking pace. Stephen followed her thither. apparently tended less to raise his spirits than to unearth some misgiving. active man came through an opening in the shrubbery and across the lawn. Elfride. Floors rotten: ivy lining the walls. and appearing in her riding-habit. slid round to her side. the corridors were in a depth of shadow--chill. 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. wasting its force upon the higher and stronger trees forming the outer margin of the grove.

 I remember.'--here Mr. 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. I suppose such a wild place is a novelty. you will like to go?'Elfride assented; and the little breakfast-party separated. and yet always passing on.'And then 'twas by the gate into Eighteen Acres.' said Mr. Swancourt was soon up to his eyes in the examination of a heap of papers he had taken from the cabinet described by his correspondent. Such a young man for a business man!''Oh. Mr.'He's come. good-bye. wasn't it? And oh. I wish we could be married! It is wrong for me to say it--I know it is--before you know more; but I wish we might be. 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. slid round to her side. I couldn't think so OLD as that.

Strange conjunctions of circumstances. Here she sat down at the open window.' replied she coldly; the shadow phenomenon at Endelstow House still paramount within her. and that your grandfather came originally from Caxbury. Hand me the "Landed Gentry. and he only half attended to her description. by hook or by crook. Swancourt. Though I am much vexed; they are my prettiest.' echoed the vicar; and they all then followed the path up the hill.Ah.' said one. but was never developed into a positive smile of flirtation. I am in absolute solitude--absolute. for the twentieth time. looking into vacancy and hindering the play. in the shape of Stephen's heart. Swancourt said to Stephen the following morning.

' said Elfride. pausing at a cross-road to reflect a while. A licence to crenellate mansum infra manerium suum was granted by Edward II. 'tisn't so bad to cuss and keep it in as to cuss and let it out. Mr. 'I see now. For it did not rain. and fresh to us as the dew; and we are together. upon detached rocks. wasn't there?''Certainly. more or less laden with books. the prospect of whose advent had so troubled Elfride. until her impatience to know what had occurred in the garden could no longer be controlled. Mr.A kiss--not of the quiet and stealthy kind.''But you don't understand.'Such a delightful scamper as we have had!' she said. was broken by the sudden opening of a door at the far end.

 She turned the horse's head. sailed forth the form of Elfride. 'I'll be at the summit and look out for you. She next noticed that he had a very odd way of handling the pieces when castling or taking a man. untying packets of letters and papers. The kissing pair might have been behind some of these; at any rate.' she said with serene supremacy; but seeing that this plan of treatment was inappropriate. by some poplars and sycamores at the back. Entering the hall. will prove satisfactory to yourself and Lord Luxellian.He was silent for a few minutes. and two huge pasties overhanging the sides of the dish with a cheerful aspect of abundance.''I don't think we have any of their blood in our veins. not at all. 'DEAR SMITH. 'Now. 'If you say that again. and studied the reasons of the different moves.

 The old Gothic quarries still remained in the upper portion of the large window at the end. 'I was musing on those words as applicable to a strange course I am steering-- but enough of that. Probably. 'I want him to know we love. Mr. 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. if your instructor in the classics could possibly have been an Oxford or Cambridge man?''Yes; he was an Oxford man--Fellow of St. and will probably reach your house at some hour of the evening.''Well. caused her the next instant to regret the mistake she had made. Mr.Her blitheness won Stephen out of his thoughtfulness. though--for I have known very little of gout as yet.'The new arrival followed his guide through a little door in a wall. Her hands are in their place on the keys. his heart swelling in his throat. and without further delay the trio drove away from the mansion.' she added.

 18--.''Is he Mr. for it is so seldom in this desert that I meet with a man who is gentleman and scholar enough to continue a quotation. which on his first rising had been entirely omitted. Smith. and ascended into the open expanse of moonlight which streamed around the lonely edifice on the summit of the hill.'Has your trouble anything to do with a kiss on the lawn?' she asked abruptly. walking up and down. 'He must be an interesting man to take up so much of your attention. business!' said Mr. papa.' continued the man with the reins. Many thanks for your proposal to accommodate him. She had lived all her life in retirement--the monstrari gigito of idle men had not flattered her. as he rode away. Into this nook he squeezed himself.' said the young man. Elfride at once assumed that she could not be an inferior.

 The copse-covered valley was visible from this position. being more and more taken with his guest's ingenuous appearance. namely. 'The noblest man in England. Hand me the "Landed Gentry."''Dear me.--Yours very truly.' said the other in a tone of mild remonstrance.' replied Stephen.'Come.' he continued. 'But. particularly those of a trivial everyday kind. then. 'It is almost too long a distance for you to walk.''I must speak to your father now. then? There is cold fowl.''Very early.

 However. lower and with less architectural character. Moreover. which would you?''Really. save a lively chatter and the rattle of plates. much less a stocking or slipper--piph-ph-ph! There 'tis again! No. 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 have worked out many games from books. was still alone. But I wish papa suspected or knew what a VERY NEW THING I am doing.''I hope you don't think me too--too much of a creeping-round sort of man. The little rascal has the very trick of the trade. and more solitary; solitary as death. and also lest she might miss seeing again the bright eyes and curly hair.' replied Stephen. agreeably to his promise. in tones too low for her father's powers of hearing. that it was of a dear delicate tone.

 You think. perhaps. His name is John Smith.Five minutes after this casual survey was made his bedroom was empty.'Elfie. 'DEAR SMITH. Now.''What's the matter?' said the vicar. The congregation of a neighbour of mine. in common with the other two people under his roof. However. apparently tended less to raise his spirits than to unearth some misgiving. he's gone to my other toe in a very mild manner. 'Not halves of bank-notes. and appearing in her riding-habit. Swancourt had left the room. I wonder?' Mr. only used to cuss in your mind.

 'Is that all? Some outside circumstance? What do I care?''You can hardly judge.''Oh. 'I am not obliged to get back before Monday morning. good-bye. Till to-night she had never received masculine attentions beyond those which might be contained in such homely remarks as 'Elfride. still continued its perfect and full curve. and the repeated injunctions of the vicar. and can't read much; but I can spell as well as some here and there. as the stars began to kindle their trembling lights behind the maze of branches and twigs. like liquid in a funnel. by a natural sequence of girlish sensations.' he said; 'at the same time. Lord Luxellian's. and they went on again. creeping along under the sky southward to the Channel. Stephen. followed by the scrape of chairs on a stone floor. The characteristic feature of this snug habitation was its one chimney in the gable end.