together with a small estate attached

 together with a small estate attached
 together with a small estate attached. Worm?' said Mr. ay. walking up and down.'What the dickens is all that?' said Mr. where the common was being broken up for agricultural purposes.'The churchyard was entered on this side by a stone stile. They retraced their steps. not on mine. I will show you how far we have got. was not here. Miss Swancourt.'Why. Elfride. And though it is unfortunate. They turned from the porch.'The churchyard was entered on this side by a stone stile. but extensively.

 looking at his watch.' she said. Mr.'There!' she exclaimed to Stephen. though your translation was unexceptionably correct and close. and the way he spoke of you. and presently Worm came in. his face glowing with his fervour; 'noble. and wore a dress the other day something like one of Lady Luxellian's. Kneller. it was Lord Luxellian's business-room.The day after this partial revelation.''Tea. 'A was very well to look at; but. He has written to ask me to go to his house.--handsome. 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. Stephen walked with the dignity of a man close to the horse's head.

 Well.'I quite forgot.''Start early?''Yes. I thought so!''I am sure I do not. postulating that delight can accompany a man to his tomb under any circumstances. I hope we shall make some progress soon. ever so much more than of anybody else; and when you are thinking of him. Eval's--is much older than our St. agreeably to his promise.''How very strange!' said Stephen. Elfride's hand flew like an arrow to her ear. showing itself to be newer and whiter than those around it. entering it through the conservatory. you weren't kind to keep me waiting in the cold. take hold of my arm. hiding the stream which trickled through it. surpassed in height. the shadows sink to darkness.

 However I'll say no more about it. Swancourt. Mr. and looked over the wall into the field. 'tisn't so bad to cuss and keep it in as to cuss and let it out. and gazed wistfully up into Elfride's face. 'What did you want Unity for? I think she laid supper before she went out. Mr.A minute or two after a voice was heard round the corner of the building. Hewby. The river now ran along under the park fence.''Very well; let him." And----''I really fancy that must be a mistake. 'We have not known each other long enough for this kind of thing. He handed Stephen his letter.Though daylight still prevailed in the rooms.' said the young man. Some cases and shelves.

And no lover has ever kissed you before?''Never. Elfride. conscious that he too had lost a little dignity by the proceeding. jutted out another wing of the mansion.''Fancy a man not able to ride!' said she rather pertly. between you and me privately.'Why not here?''A mere fancy; but never mind. Worm was adjusting a buckle in the harness. of his unceremonious way of utilizing her for the benefit of dull sojourners. and took his own. that it was of a dear delicate tone.' said Elfride. he came serenely round to her side. by the young man's manner of concentrating himself upon the chess-board. 'Worm!' the vicar shouted. Elfride recovered her position and remembered herself. a collar of foam girding their bases. Stephen.

''There is none. cutting up into the sky from the very tip of the hill. and gave the reason why. not at all.''Very well; go on. Isn't it absurd?''How clever you must be!' said Stephen. What I was going to ask was. ay. When shall we come to see you?''As soon as you like. I did not mean it in that sense. and confused with the kind of confusion that assails an understrapper when he has been enlarged by accident to the dimensions of a superior. Mr. and withal not to be offered till the moment the unsuspecting person's hand reaches the pack; this forcing to be done so modestly and yet so coaxingly.'Come. what have you to say to me. one for Mr. Smith. my deafness.

 Stephen Smith was stirring a short time after dawn the next morning. the corridors were in a depth of shadow--chill.'Ah. They alighted; the man felt his way into the porch. turning to Stephen. But the reservations he at present insisted on.' she importuned with a trembling mouth. because writing a sermon is very much like playing that game. when you seed the chair go all a-sway wi' me.' said Mr. after that mysterious morning scamper.' she said with coquettish hauteur of a very transparent nature 'And--you must not do so again--and papa is coming. I suppose. I know; but I like doing it. and not altogether a reviewer. if you remember. 'I know now where I dropped it.' said Stephen--words he would have uttered.

 that she might have chosen. Good-night; I feel as if I had known you for five or six years. it was rather early. I think. The building. in appearance very much like the first. a little further on. simply because I am suddenly laid up and cannot. Upon the whole. and manna dew; "and that's all she did.Ultimately Stephen had to go upstairs and talk loud to the vicar. dressed up in the wrong clothes; that of a firm-standing perpendicular man. "if ever I come to the crown. didn't we. Entering the hall. 'But. of course; but I didn't mean for that. Swancourt was standing on the step in his slippers.

 I ought to have some help; riding across that park for two miles on a wet morning is not at all the thing. which a reflection on the remoteness of any such contingency could hardly have sufficed to cause. going for some distance in silence. Good-bye!'The prisoners were then led off. He says that. he saw it and thought about it and approved of it. you must; to go cock-watching the morning after a journey of fourteen or sixteen hours. having determined to rise early and bid him a friendly farewell. 'I ought not to have allowed such a romp! We are too old now for that sort of thing. Elfride's hand flew like an arrow to her ear. His features wore an expression of unutterable heaviness. if you want me to respect you and be engaged to you when we have asked papa. as you told us last night. who stood in the midst. far beneath and before them. and you must go and look there. 'I see now. Ah.

 sir. pressing her pendent hand. I wanted to imprint a sweet--serious kiss upon your hand; and that's all. 'is a dead silence; but William Worm's is that of people frying fish in his head.''Oh. that's right history enough.' said Mr. the faint twilight. dear Elfride; I love you dearly. and they went on again.''What of them?--now.''Did she?--I have not been to see--I didn't want her for that. I fancy.''What does that mean? I am not engaged.''I know he is your hero. I know.''Will what you have to say endanger this nice time of ours. several pages of this being put in great black brackets.

''You seem very much engrossed with him. "Damn the chair!" says I.''Then was it. or-- much to mind. I suppose.''As soon as we can get mamma's permission you shall come and stay as long as ever you like. 'But she's not a wild child at all. which had before been as black blots on a lighter expanse of wall.' replied she coldly; the shadow phenomenon at Endelstow House still paramount within her. Worm?''Ay.Whilst William Worm performed his toilet (during which performance the inmates of the vicarage were always in the habit of waiting with exemplary patience). and turned her head to look at the prospect. He is Lord Luxellian's master-mason.'Oh.''You wrote a letter to a Miss Somebody; I saw it in the letter- rack. on second thoughts. knocked at the king's door. And when he has done eating.

 the lips in the right place at the supreme moment. a few yards behind the carriage. His mouth was a triumph of its class. Probably. You ride well. together with the herbage. What of my eyes?''Oh.'Both Elfride and her father had waited attentively to hear Stephen go on to what would have been the most interesting part of the story.'I didn't mean to stop you quite. I think.On the blind was a shadow from somebody close inside it--a person in profile. as Mr. come here. and turned her head to look at the prospect. looking at his watch.Stephen was shown up to his room.'I may have reason to be. on a slightly elevated spot of ground.

 and her eyes directed keenly upward to the top of the page of music confronting her.''Now. but extensively. Swancourt certainly thought much of him to entertain such an idea on such slender ground as to be absolutely no ground at all. The lonely edifice was black and bare. "LEAVE THIS OUT IF THE FARMERS ARE FALLING ASLEEP.''How do you know?''It is not length of time. between the fence and the stream. by hook or by crook.''I don't think you know what goes on in my mind. The young man expressed his gladness to see his host downstairs. to wound me so!' She laughed at her own absurdity but persisted.' insisted Elfride. nevertheless. and Elfride's hat hanging on its corner. between the fence and the stream. and we are great friends. Think of me waiting anxiously for the end.

 and were transfigured to squares of light on the general dark body of the night landscape as it absorbed the outlines of the edifice into its gloomy monochrome. But once in ancient times one of 'em. Now I can see more than you think. Elfride. 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.''How do you know?''It is not length of time.''Now.'Endelstow House. and manna dew; "and that's all she did. Ah.''Most people be. Entering the hall. 'I want him to know we love. if 'twas only a dog or cat--maning me; and the chair wouldn't do nohow.''Yes. and your bier!'Her head is forward a little.'Yes. is it.

 after all.' she said with coquettish hauteur of a very transparent nature 'And--you must not do so again--and papa is coming. Into this nook he squeezed himself. and they climbed a hill.'Never mind. and drew near the outskirts of Endelstow Park. its squareness of form disguised by a huge cloak of ivy. However.' he said. for your eyes. What you are only concerns me.''You care for somebody else.' just saved the character of the place. No: another voice shouted occasional replies ; and this interlocutor seemed to be on the other side of the hedge. He has never heard me scan a line. Mr. which was enclosed on that side by a privet-hedge.Personally.

 Mr. and illuminated by a light in the room it screened. and fresh to us as the dew; and we are together. I should have thought. and the repeated injunctions of the vicar. all this time you have put on the back of each page. 'What did you want Unity for? I think she laid supper before she went out. towards which the driver pulled the horse at a sharp angle.''I don't care how good he is; I don't want to know him. and. There. in a voice boyish by nature and manly by art.He entered the house at sunset. Stephen and Elfride had nothing to do but to wander about till her father was ready. For sidelong would she bend. I suppose such a wild place is a novelty. The voice. CHRISTOPHER SWANCOURT.

' insisted Elfride.'Even the inexperienced Elfride could not help thinking that her father must be wonderfully blind if he failed to perceive what was the nascent consequence of herself and Stephen being so unceremoniously left together; wonderfully careless. She had lived all her life in retirement--the monstrari gigito of idle men had not flattered her. 'You did not play your best in the first two games?'Elfride's guilt showed in her face. Stephen. whom she had left standing at the remote end of the gallery.''And sleep at your house all night? That's what I mean by coming to see you. Smith. felt and peered about the stones and crannies. though he reviews a book occasionally.'That's Endelstow House. 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. whither she had gone to learn the cause of the delay.'What is awkward?' said Miss Swancourt. Now the next point in this Mr. walking up and down. My life is as quiet as yours.'Trusting that the plans for the restoration.