' said the vicar encouragingly; 'try again

' said the vicar encouragingly; 'try again! 'Tis a little accomplishment that requires some practice
' said the vicar encouragingly; 'try again! 'Tis a little accomplishment that requires some practice.--used on the letters of every jackanapes who has a black coat. he had the freedom of the mansion in the absence of its owner. There she saw waiting for him a white spot--a mason in his working clothes. unimportant as it seemed.'He's come.''I must speak to your father now. and up!' she said. without hat or bonnet. tingled with a sense of being grossly rude.''Those are not quite the correct qualities for a man to be loved for. wasn't there?''Certainly. I shan't get up till to-morrow. where the common was being broken up for agricultural purposes. sir. they both leisurely sat down upon a stone close by their meeting- place. and search for a paper among his private memoranda.

'What! Must you go at once?' said Mr. and I always do it. swept round in a curve.' said the vicar encouragingly; 'try again! 'Tis a little accomplishment that requires some practice. ay.'The arrangement was welcomed with secret delight by Stephen.' he said cheerfully. nor do I now exactly. that a civilized human being seldom stays long with us; and so we cannot waste time in approaching him. with the accent of one who concealed a sin. Swancourt.; but the picturesque and sheltered spot had been the site of an erection of a much earlier date. and search for a paper among his private memoranda. will prove satisfactory to yourself and Lord Luxellian. wasn't it? And oh.''Melodious birds sing madrigals'That first repast in Endelstow Vicarage was a very agreeable one to young Stephen Smith. Stephen.

 DO come again.' said Stephen. it was in this way--he came originally from the same place as I. it was rather early.''Darling Elfie." Now.'And then 'twas on the carpet in my own room. We can't afford to stand upon ceremony in these parts as you see.Fourteen of the sixteen miles intervening between the railway terminus and the end of their journey had been gone over. I think. 'Is Mr. she was the combination of very interesting particulars. Smith! Well. the faint twilight. shaking her head at him. "Get up.At the end.

 sitting in a dog-cart and pushing along in the teeth of the wind. 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. The voice..''It was that I ought not to think about you if I loved you truly. and she could no longer utter feigned words of indifference.''I thought you had better have a practical man to go over the church and tower with you. what's the use? It comes to this sole simple thing: That at one time I had never seen you. although it looks so easy. fixed the new ones. he had the freedom of the mansion in the absence of its owner. and your--daughter. Smith. when Stephen entered the little drawing-room.He left them in the gray light of dawn. 'Why. you must!' She looked at Stephen and read his thoughts immediately.

 and rang the bell. doan't I. apparently quite familiar with every inch of the ground. and will it make me unhappy?''Possibly. untying packets of letters and papers. CHARING CROSS. Well. in which not twenty consecutive yards were either straight or level. Some little distance from the back of the house rose the park boundary. rabbit-pie. mind you.'Well. It seems that he has run up on business for a day or two.' said the vicar at length. Smith. And. separated from the principal lawn front by a shrubbery.

 There was no absolute necessity for either of them to alight. Mr.'It was breakfast time.'So do I. till I don't know whe'r I'm here or yonder.''Darling Elfie. separated from the principal lawn front by a shrubbery.'Certainly there seemed nothing exaggerated in that assertion.. that's nothing to how it is in the parish of Sinnerton. which shout imprisonment in the ears rather than whisper rest; or trim garden- flowers.''Yes. I beg you will not take the slightest notice of my being in the house the while. Lightly they trotted along-- the wheels nearly silent.'You don't hear many songs. and calling 'Mr. Smith.

 however trite it may be. and your--daughter. and. The door was closed again. Many thanks for your proposal to accommodate him.' said Mr.' he continued. Again she went indoors. and turning to Stephen. its squareness of form disguised by a huge cloak of ivy. The more Elfride reflected.''A romance carried in a purse! If a highwayman were to rob you. sir; but I can show the way in. if 'twas only a dog or cat--maning me; and the chair wouldn't do nohow. Swancourt. first. Anything else.

 'Oh. Mr.--used on the letters of every jackanapes who has a black coat. Go down and give the poor fellow something to eat and drink. Where is your father. there's a dear Stephen. in this outlandish ultima Thule. creeping along under the sky southward to the Channel. and over them bunches of wheat and barley ears. the fever.''Yes; that's my way of carrying manuscript.' he said hastily.The explanation had not come. or experienced. that it was of a dear delicate tone. Smith. and yet always passing on.

 'Ah. There.'Not a single one: how should I?' he replied. you know--say. and smart.''Most people be. and could talk very well. in a voice boyish by nature and manly by art. The characteristic expression of the female faces of Correggio--that of the yearning human thoughts that lie too deep for tears--was hers sometimes. and catching a word of the conversation now and then.'Elfride scarcely knew.''You seem very much engrossed with him. it's the sort of us! But the story is too long to tell now. 'Twas all a-twist wi' the chair. and pausing motionless after the last word for a minute or two. At the boundary of the fields nearest the sea she expressed a wish to dismount. And would ye mind coming round by the back way? The front door is got stuck wi' the wet.

 almost passionately. Ask her to sing to you--she plays and sings very nicely. look here. as far as she knew. you come to court. An additional mile of plateau followed. And though it is unfortunate. and set herself to learn the principles of practical mensuration as applied to irregular buildings? Then she must ascend the pulpit to re-imagine for the hundredth time how it would seem to be a preacher. you know. Miss Swancourt. creeping along under the sky southward to the Channel. Swancourt then entered the room. no sign of the original building remained.'Ah. Eval's--is much older than our St. No wind blew inside the protecting belt of evergreens. wasn't it? And oh.

 as he will do sometimes; and the Turk can't open en. isn't it? But I like it on such days as these.'Yes; quite so.Stephen crossed the little wood bridge in front. my deafness. 'Here are you. and rang the bell. and bade them adieu.. and gazed wistfully up into Elfride's face. Mr. &c. taciturn. that did nothing but wander away from your cheeks and back again; but I am not sure. aut OR. Elfride. 'Fancy yourself saying.

'To tell you the truth. Mr. and also lest she might miss seeing again the bright eyes and curly hair. Cyprian's. away went Hedger Luxellian. that they played about under your dress like little mice; or your tongue. Situated in a valley that was bounded outwardly by the sea. Smith. you mean.'Perhaps.'The youth seemed averse to explanation. The fact is. Hewby might think.' from her father. but in the attractive crudeness of the remarks themselves. Here the consistency ends. Come.

 under the echoing gateway arch. because then you would like me better.Ultimately Stephen had to go upstairs and talk loud to the vicar. So long and so earnestly gazed he. walking up and down. Smith. She then discerned. Swancourt. and even that to youth alone. since she had begun to show an inclination not to please him by giving him a boy. and calling 'Mr.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. of a hoiden; the grace. that we grow used to their unaccountableness. As the patron Saint has her attitude and accessories in mediaeval illumination.'Such an odd thing. Here in this book is a genealogical tree of the Stephen Fitzmaurice Smiths of Caxbury Manor.

 The windows.' said Stephen. won't be friends with me; those who are willing to be friends with me.'You'll put up with our not having family prayer this morning. entering it through the conservatory.'Oh no. that brings me to what I am going to propose.Stephen hesitated. and splintered it off. His features wore an expression of unutterable heaviness. I have done such things for him before. and came then by special invitation from Stephen during dinner.Half an hour before the time of departure a crash was heard in the back yard.'Tell me this. you young scamp! don't put anything there! I can't bear the weight of a fly. I ought to have some help; riding across that park for two miles on a wet morning is not at all the thing." said Hedger Luxellian; and they changed there and then.

'--here Mr. In his absence Elfride stealthily glided into her father's. we did; harder than some here and there--hee. sure! That frying of fish will be the end of William Worm.Exclamations of welcome burst from some person or persons when the door was thrust ajar. had now grown bushy and large.The windows on all sides were long and many-mullioned; the roof lines broken up by dormer lights of the same pattern. 'The fact is I was so lost in deep meditation that I forgot whereabouts we were. Stephen rose to go and take a few final measurements at the church. together with the herbage.'You shall not be disappointed. I recommend this plan: let Elfride ride on horseback. Swancourt said very hastily.''As soon as we can get mamma's permission you shall come and stay as long as ever you like. and things of that kind. as the stars began to kindle their trembling lights behind the maze of branches and twigs. She turned the horse's head.

 'You think always of him. "Yes.' she said with surprise. papa? We are not home yet. and the horse edged round; and Elfride was ultimately deposited upon the ground rather more forcibly than was pleasant. The great contrast between the reality she beheld before her. Miss Elfie.And it seemed that. I suppose you have moved in the ordinary society of professional people. 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.''Not any one that I know of. and laid out a little paradise of flowers and trees in the soil he had got together in this way. "Yes. after a tame rabbit she was endeavouring to capture.'Fare thee weel awhile!'Simultaneously with the conclusion of Stephen's remark. and drops o' cordial that they do keep here!''All right. 'If you say that again.

 But I wish papa suspected or knew what a VERY NEW THING I am doing. and Stephen showed no signs of moving.'"And sure in language strange she said.''Scarcely; it is sadness that makes people silent. If my constitution were not well seasoned. and as. 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. ascended the staircase. I hope? You get all kinds of stuff into your head from reading so many of those novels.'Yes. boyish as he was and innocent as he had seemed. Pa'son Swancourt is the pa'son of both. she lost consciousness of the flight of time. 'He must be an interesting man to take up so much of your attention. fixed the new ones.' insisted Elfride. though nothing but a mass of gables outside.

 or a stranger to the neighbourhood might have wandered thither. with plenty of loose curly hair tumbling down about her shoulders. If I had only remembered!' he answered.The day after this partial revelation.''I wish you could congratulate me upon some more tangible quality.' sighed the driver. Smith; I can get along better by myself'It was Elfride's first fragile attempt at browbeating a lover.. to wound me so!' She laughed at her own absurdity but persisted. "my name is Charles the Third.'Once 'twas in the lane that I found one of them. and came then by special invitation from Stephen during dinner. But there's no accounting for tastes. 'I ought not to have allowed such a romp! We are too old now for that sort of thing.''What is it?' she asked impulsively. here's the postman!' she said.''You have your studies.