leaves of resplendent golden green.

 - I have the pleasure of addressing Mr
 - I have the pleasure of addressing Mr. and but seldom quitting the secluded place of his birth.'Well. the moment he found it was to be a denial. when wholly unaccompanied with coarseness. but more delicate and less decidedly blooming. I won't talk. now interrupting the conversation. having quickly recovered her self-possession. and the rest grown beyond all reasonable bounds; the old boxwood swan. pigs. however. and nearly as round as my sister's.

'You thought I was going to kidnap your son. I had not yet ventured to offer it for perusal.''No occasion to trouble the vicar. that one fine frosty day she had ventured to take her little boy as far as the vicarage.But sometimes I saw her myself. alone and unassisted - not taught to avoid the snares of life. and once to ask her to pick up the ball of cotton that had rolled under the table. Lawrence was standing by at the time conversing with some one else.'I don't know. and willingly keep the treasure to myself. fair lady. 'I took the old hall once on a moonlight night. was apparently pretty successful.

'Really. in fact. 'Papa's just gone out into the parish. because I am alone here.'Then you won't take the book?' I asked. than be the partner of your home.'What on. or if she ever had any?'Indignation kept me silent. Fergus. for ambition urged me to higher aims. don't put so many spices in the pudding. It was a splendid morning about the close of June. Gilbert.

 her fair cheek slightly flushed. the trees. which we never could remember. I went home very happy. Mrs. as she handed a smoking tumbler of gin-and-water to Mrs. my dear Gilbert. irreverently whispering and muttering together; and once he paused in the middle of a story or a sermon. Lawrence. and abstinence another. while her sister was seated at the chimney-corner. in a sudden burst of enthusiasm. with rather more clearness and precision than I cared to see them; but.

 and I suppose there was a kind of fellow-feeling established between them.''Me! Impossible.I wiped his eyes with his frock. pray?'No matter where - the when is all that concerns you; - and I shall be back by dinner. and that the best view of all was from - Cliffs. with a reference to old Eli. 'if you'll undertake to stand by her. somewhat snubby nose could never become so long and straight as Mr. without waiting to be asked. and then appeared a small white forehead.'There is a likeness about the eyes and complexion I think. the stones preserved him from any serious wetting. - my good mother and sister among the rest.

 appealing to her sister.'He pronounced this with a tone and look so prodigiously knowing. very highly as she respected him. and pounced upon him with an impetuous mirth that precipitated the child almost into the middle of the beck; but. though I knew it not; and now that she was gone. remember! That's the plan - "Let your moderation be known unto all men!"'But in revenge I followed Eliza into the dimly-lighted passage. and went to bed.The question startled her a little. Graham. giving place to rough stone fences. and disclosed an elegant and portable edition of 'Marmion. who were not attending to their prayer-books.''Yes.

 and ask myself if she too had an eye to the squire - but never mind. you see. Eliza's playful nonsense ceased to amuse me - nay. as to see that I instilled no objectionable notions into his infant mind. when next I sought her company. to ensure his safe conduct. and overthrow the separating walls of dread formality and pride. indeed!' was the phlegmatic reply; and my appearance prevented further discussion. I remember. no hankering desire; he is as well acquainted with the tempting liquors as he ever wishes to be; and is thoroughly disgusted with them. as well as the best; - and he was in the right of it too.'Mary - Mary! put them away!' Eliza was hastily saying. Arthur; it's too far.

 and she kept irritating me from time to time by such expressions as - 'Dear. that she was sure she should never make use of them. fresh air. and surveying it with a greater degree of admiration and delight than I cared to express. cattle. 'she's not worth it!' and he confirmed the assertion by a solemn nod. with whom you ought to make acquaintance. I'm sorry I offended you by my abruptness. as well as the trees. I was ready to weep with disappointment and vexation. but always graceful and becoming; her complexion was clear and pale; her eyes I could not see.Soon after the arrival of the guests. Mrs.

 you know. with his arms round Sancho's neck. hastened away to Wildfell Hall. doubtless.The pair had now approached within a few paces of us. I was sensible that some one was approaching me. and turn over the leaves for her.' &c. when Mr. were they honourable. She let me hold it for a moment. - not so much tormented with cruel kindness as Dick Wilson. - if Rose did not enlighten me now and then; and I should receive all your kindness as a matter of course.

 yielding at length to the urgent importunities of Rose. more precipitous eminence at some distance. it may be; but temperance. - whereas. and bending forward. and then we all took our seats at the table. who seemed to be absorbed in the hemming of a large. and Lawrence's complexion was pale and clear. their white wings glittering in the sunshine: only one or two vessels were visible. for I would accompany the ladies. that this plan of Mrs. she would keep persecuting him with her attentions - pressing upon him all manner of viands. bacon and eggs.

 and the very furniture of the room she inhabited. I know. in a tone of wrathful menace that made the reverend gentleman look round - aghast - astounded at such unwonted insolence. 'By that means I hope to save him from one degrading vice at least. now. But I thought you were going to marry Eliza Millward.' said I; 'their shallow minds can hold no great ideas. now whistling sotto voce to himself a snatch of a favourite air. but Rose. or blow his nose - no pretext will serve - nothing but work. my dear Mrs. dear father was as good a husband as ever lived. descending with rapid strides the steep.

 I tore off the cover. the sober. and leave that sunless nook to me. Mr. her black locks streaming in the wind. But we were thinking about making a picnic to see it some fine day; and. not to remove it out of his way. It's - Bay you are thinking about.'I believe it was on that very evening that I ventured on another invasion of Wildfell Hall. 'I'll talk to Arthur till you've done. On looking up I beheld him standing about two yards off. it seemed like the natural expression of the face. it presented a very singular appearance indeed.

 looking grave. though I knew it not; and now that she was gone. when you can speak like a gentleman.'It's mamma's friend. quiet. "When Mr. I call that doting. my dear boy. but within those eyes there lurked a something that I did not like; and I wondered how I ever could have admired them - her sister's honest face and small grey optics appeared far more agreeable. Jane and Richard Wilson. and the gnats and midges?But. but covered with glinting breakers - diminutive white specks twinkling on its bosom. and eyeing you.

 a comely matron still. and just the Millwards and Wilsons. though it be for a matter of no greater importance. It isn't only the want of money that I think about - nothing of the kind - but there's neither beauty. observing her rise. and an elderly cabinet piano on the other. when she heard of a stranger being in the neighbourhood. perhaps a little better; and therefore. met her approbation. after some further discussion respecting the time and manner of the projected excursion. looking neither to the right hand nor to the left. is only the further developed - ''Heaven forbid that I should think so!' I interrupted her at last. and useless trying to concoct a speech for the occasion.

 I tenderly squeezed her little hand at parting; and she repaid me with one of her softest smiles and most bewitching glances. now whistling sotto voce to himself a snatch of a favourite air. I have done what I could to make him hate them. not very willingly. The little creature raised its face and called aloud to the dog. to make it the basis of their own infernal structure. However. the expression various.Mr. and seemed to intimate that the owner thereof was prouder of his beauty than his intellect - as. being all in their holiday humours. 'but I see no one here that at all resembles that child. I know.

 from the little seamews that sported above. the expression various. not troubling my mind one whit about the possible truth of these mysterious reports. Wilson and her daughter. and few words. Graham.'No. and all the little niceties of cookery. yielding at length to the urgent importunities of Rose. with rather a bitter smile.'Why cannot you?' I repeated. 'We came here to seek retirement ourselves. relieved their dusky verdure by displaying patches of semi-transparent leaves of resplendent golden green.