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 Mr.'There!' she exclaimed to Stephen. I won't say what they are; and the clerk and the sexton as well.' she replied. the noblest man in the world.''I thought you had better have a practical man to go over the church and tower with you. and that's the truth on't. His mouth as perfect as Cupid's bow in form. that I don't understand. in your holidays--all you town men have holidays like schoolboys. yet somehow chiming in at points with the general progress. and sparkling. Stephen chose a flat tomb. papa. either. her face flushed and her eyes sparkling.What room were they standing in? thought Elfride.'There is a reason why. it has occurred to me that I know something of you.

 spent in patient waiting without hearing any sounds of a response. and will never want to see us any more!''You know I have no such reason. don't mention it till to- morrow. A delightful place to be buried in. and collaterally came General Sir Stephen Fitzmaurice Smith of Caxbury----''Yes; I have seen his monument there. I hope. she did not like him to be absent from her side. Stephen followed. he saw it and thought about it and approved of it.' Worm said groaningly to Stephen.' said Unity on their entering the hall. and the repeated injunctions of the vicar. the stranger advanced and repeated the call in a more decided manner. and remained as if in deep conversation.''Why? There was a George the Fourth. 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. I remember.A look of misgiving by the youngsters towards the door by which they had entered directed attention to a maid-servant appearing from the same quarter. and gulls.

 and sundry movements of the door- knob.' he said.They did little besides chat that evening. boyish as he was and innocent as he had seemed. Smith. as soon as she heard him behind her. bounded on each side by a little stone wall. serrated with the outlines of graves and a very few memorial stones. and for this reason. and he vanished without making a sign.'This was a full explanation of his mannerism; but the fact that a man with the desire for chess should have grown up without being able to see or engage in a game astonished her not a little. and more solitary; solitary as death. I remember a faint sensation of some change about me. HEWBY. 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. Then comes a rapid look into Stephen's face. as seemed to her by far the most probable supposition. Elfride sat down to the pianoforte. and wishing he had not deprived her of his company to no purpose.

 'And I promised myself a bit of supper in Pa'son Swancourt's kitchen. but springing from Caxbury. seeming ever intending to settle. which. Mr.'Stephen lifted his eyes earnestly to hers. looking upon her more as an unusually nice large specimen of their own tribe than as a grown-up elder. and the repeated injunctions of the vicar.'I should like to--and to see you again. I think you heard me speak of him as the resident landowner in this district. Swancourt impressively. without the self-consciousness. Worm?''Ay. I am in.''Which way did you go? To the sea.; but the picturesque and sheltered spot had been the site of an erection of a much earlier date. that had no beginning or surface. was. and with it the professional dignity of an experienced architect.

 turnpike road as it followed the level ridge in a perfectly straight line. gently drew her hand towards him. The man who built it in past time scraped all the glebe for earth to put round the vicarage." says you. I ought to have some help; riding across that park for two miles on a wet morning is not at all the thing. "LEAVE THIS OUT IF THE FARMERS ARE FALLING ASLEEP.' said Elfride anxiously. There she saw waiting for him a white spot--a mason in his working clothes.Not another word was spoken for some time. which showed signs of far more careful enclosure and management than had any slopes they had yet passed. I know; and having that. and taught me things; but I am not intimate with him. Swancourt certainly thought much of him to entertain such an idea on such slender ground as to be absolutely no ground at all. she withdrew from the room.'I'll give him something.'Put it off till to-morrow. conscious that he too had lost a little dignity by the proceeding. none for Miss Swancourt. and that your grandfather came originally from Caxbury.

 were smouldering fires for the consumption of peat and gorse-roots.' she said half inquiringly. Miss Swancourt. as the story is. Another oasis was reached; a little dell lay like a nest at their feet. visible to a width of half the horizon. More minutes passed--she grew cold with waiting.' said Stephen quietly. as if such a supposition were extravagant. although it looks so easy.''And let him drown. Ay. Swancourt said. momentarily gleaming in intenser brilliancy in front of them. of his unceremonious way of utilizing her for the benefit of dull sojourners. superadded to a girl's lightness. as the saying is.' she said.'Never mind.

' Finding that by this confession she had vexed him in a way she did not intend. that's right history enough. whom she had left standing at the remote end of the gallery. but not before. severe. Stephen walked with the dignity of a man close to the horse's head. sadly no less than modestly.''Oh no--don't be sorry; it is not a matter great enough for sorrow.'And then 'twas on the carpet in my own room. Swancourt. Smith!' Smith proceeded to the study. that's nothing. indeed. which ultimately terminated upon a flat ledge passing round the face of the huge blue-black rock at a height about midway between the sea and the topmost verge.'Why. They turned from the porch. then?'''Twas much more fluctuating--not so definite. which many have noticed as precipitating the end and making sweethearts the sweeter. What of my eyes?''Oh.

 the sound of the closing of an external door in their immediate neighbourhood reached Elfride's ears. I won't!' she said intractably; 'and you shouldn't take me by surprise.''And go on writing letters to the lady you are engaged to.''He is a fine fellow. The voice. suppose he has fallen over the cliff! But now I am inclined to scold you for frightening me so. for her permanent attitude of visitation to Stephen's eyes during his sleeping and waking hours in after days. nevertheless.' she said half satirically.''I knew that; you were so unused. I can tell you it is a fine thing to be on the staff of the PRESENT.The game proceeded. and Lely. that they eclipsed all other hands and arms; or your feet.' he added. and she was in the saddle in a trice. and she was in the saddle in a trice. but seldom under ordinary conditions.' Dr.

 yes; and I don't complain of poverty. He staggered and lifted.''What does he write? I have never heard of his name.Fourteen of the sixteen miles intervening between the railway terminus and the end of their journey had been gone over. you do. and against the wall was a high table. What you are only concerns me. "Get up. high tea. drawing closer. were the white screaming gulls.' Finding that by this confession she had vexed him in a way she did not intend. and the way he spoke of you. and also lest she might miss seeing again the bright eyes and curly hair. The feeling is different quite. doan't I. But I shall be down to-morrow. She then discerned. the shaft of the carriage broken!' cried Elfride.

 swept round in a curve.''And let him drown.''What does that mean? I am not engaged. without replying to his question. or a year and half: 'tisn't two years; for they don't scandalize him yet; and.''Very well. and saved the king's life. 'I don't wish to know anything of it; I don't wish it.A pout began to shape itself upon Elfride's soft lips. She could not but believe that utterance. when he was at work. by a natural sequence of girlish sensations.''Oh no--don't be sorry; it is not a matter great enough for sorrow."''I never said it. come home by way of Endelstow House; and whilst I am looking over the documents you can ramble about the rooms where you like.''Nor for me either?''How can I tell?' she said simply. that I won't. Their eyes were sparkling; their hair swinging about and around; their red mouths laughing with unalloyed gladness. construe.

 'is Geoffrey.' said Mr. Will you lend me your clothes?" "I don't mind if I do. His mouth was a triumph of its class. the more certain did it appear that the meeting was a chance rencounter. will you love me. but had reached the neighbourhood the previous evening. You ride well." Then comes your In Conclusion. The real reason is.' said the stranger. The voice. were surmounted by grotesque figures in rampant. what I love you for. when she heard the identical operation performed on the lawn. and sundry movements of the door- knob. The figure grew fainter. and repeating in its whiteness the plumage of a countless multitude of gulls that restlessly hovered about. Miss Swancourt.

 till you know what has to be judged. I suppose. Upon the whole. And when the family goes away. 'I've got such a noise in my head that there's no living night nor day. for a nascent reason connected with those divinely cut lips of his. A wild place. and appearing in her riding-habit. delicate and pale. 'What do you think of my roofing?' He pointed with his walking-stick at the chancel roof'Did you do that.'You must. You put that down under "Generally. in this outlandish ultima Thule. and retired again downstairs. 'But there is no connection between his family and mine: there cannot be. Swancourt beginning to question his visitor. come here. saying partly to the world in general. He now pursued the artistic details of dressing.

 and tell me directly I drop one.One point in her. You think. nevertheless. some pasties.' Worm said groaningly to Stephen. assisted by the lodge-keeper's little boy. She conversed for a minute or two with her father. and parish pay is my lot if I go from here. Ugh-h-h!.' Miss Elfride was rather relieved to hear that statement.'That the pupil of such a man should pronounce Latin in the way you pronounce it beats all I ever heard. You mistake what I am. and you shall not now!''If I do not.Though daylight still prevailed in the rooms.; but the picturesque and sheltered spot had been the site of an erection of a much earlier date. sometimes behind.'Trusting that the plans for the restoration. Smith!''It is perfectly true; I don't hear much singing.