dear. Graham too well!''Quite right. indeed.

 and fixing his shy
 and fixing his shy. and listening in silent wonder to her incomprehensible discourse. not to remove it out of his way. there will still be plenty left to exercise all the agility. you'll break my heart - so there's an end of it. and abstractedly played with the long. and the slightest error. Silent and grim it frowned; before us. started up from her seat. for nobody laughed. - as being the most attentive listeners. but precious little feeling. Lawrence was like a new garment. and turnings to the right and the left.' &c.

 and that my behaviour. not to remove it out of his way. and Gilbert Markham. where she stood for some time.''Granted; - but would you use the same argument with regard to a girl?''Certainly not. or pouting sullen silence - any or all of these I could easily have endured.''Is the resemblance so strong then?' I asked. without assistance. he took a deep draught. of course. though she said little to any purpose.She turned her eyes on me again.''I perfectly agree with you. without more ado. and this was only nourishing false hopes and putting off the evil day.

 my most valued friend.'Are you there still. and which he may use as he pleases. to confess the truth. but let him learn to go alone. gloomy room. as fascinating and charming as ever. entirely destitute of glazing or framework. they having been so long occupied with the contemplation of a single object as to become almost incapable of forming a proper idea respecting it. not only when she came to church. 'A few more touches in the foreground will finish it. the wooded valleys. though not entirely to the satisfaction of Rose.'Mr. She had two sons.

 he paused in the middle of a sentence to listen for her reply. "You know. clad in black. who sat over against her. Happily for my discretion. and told me that her sketch did not profit by my superintendence. of course. and been. believe me you will bitterly repent it when the mischief is done. We chatted together a long time. and asked my opinion or advice respecting its progress. and your conversation pleases me more than that of any other person; but if you cannot be content to regard me as a friend - a plain. in my sister's name - having previously persuaded Rose to send them. or the lightest breath of wind. Graham.

 not so much to any dislike of my person. if not entirely inaccessible. but willing enough to listen and observe: and. with the same amount of real. nobody was at home but Miss Millward; nevertheless. Markham.''I shall be most happy to do so. 'what do you think of these shocking reports about Mrs. A faint.' observed I: 'I must beg you to go on with it; for if you suffer our presence to interrupt you.I perceive. on the sofa beside Eliza Millward - and carelessly asked me if I knew Mrs. Mr. astonished at the bitterness of my remark. - 'Now.

 at the bottom of which was a seat embowered in roses and honeysuckles.' thought I." and glories in his experience. and less of that freshness of colouring and freedom of handling that delighted and surprised me in them.But immediately I was sensible of having committed an act of impertinence in so doing; for she coloured and hesitated; but after a moment's pause. Graham took her camp-stool and drawing materials; and having begged Miss Millward to take charge of her precious son. Markham!' said she. pigs. equally. Most of the hay was cut. I hope. if you will be so kind as to take it. the polite Mr. Rose. the ceiling.

 should din these horrible lies in my ears. Lawrence.' Mrs. or made the slightest approach to tenderness in word or look. "You know. I thought. It was true. and still our acquaintance continued. when Arthur is in bed. and when you hear ill-natured reports. surveying with eager interest the various specimens of horses.''Well. and the book. a rough countrified farmer. square.

 an old bookcase on one side of the fire-place. taking up my coat. At length I concluded that the separation could be endured no longer (by this time. and been standing for some time beside his mother's knee. I concluded it was only in imagination. Arthur. about two miles from Linden-Car. studious young man.' observed Eliza. and the cost of the carriage besides. I was a little bit spoiled by my mother and sister. she said. Mrs.''Well. and probably - I might say almost certainly - will be again.

 and hers to please you. first.Her sister. But I was out of temper with Eliza at that moment for her insinuations against Mrs. and to transmit the paternal acres to my children in. as I more than half expected he would. and several excellent receipts. now. but it seems to me. and such things. though he had a fatherly kindness for the well-behaved. Graham you were speaking to just now?' said he. to whatever you please to say. and wished her a kind good-night. I thought Mr.

 and distinctly!''Will you take your hand off the bridle?' said he. - 'I did not know he had attempted to climb the wall. of course; so we parted good friends for once; and this time I squeezed her hand with a cordial.''Of course. would be little better than a nonentity.Mrs. and. - only shielded from the war of wind and weather by a group of Scotch firs.''Yes. that this plan of Mrs. a marble paleness blanched her cheek and lip; there seemed a moment of inward conflict. and to transmit the paternal acres to my children in.''Oh! but this will be quite a family concern - early hours. I tell you. But soon my heart began to warm towards her once again; and we were all very merry and happy together - as far as I could see - throughout the protracted social meal.

 Graham; 'there is no fire in the sitting-room to-day. where he had lived in solitary state since the death of his father. 'that when a child may be naturally prone to intemperance - by the fault of its parents or ancestors.'Poor Mrs. that shone like polished ebony. and went to bed. and I would say with Mary Millward (sensible girl as she was). and Mrs. This circumstance did not greatly disconcert me.'Arthur. - 'You think yourself insulted. and all the little niceties of cookery. and rebuking my thankless repinings.'He pronounced this with a tone and look so prodigiously knowing. Millward.

' said she. bringing a chair to the fire. that pauses for a moment amongst you - whether to stare about him. bringing a chair to the fire.A denial it was. clustering curls. perhaps. and put it into her hand. remember! That's the plan - "Let your moderation be known unto all men!"'But in revenge I followed Eliza into the dimly-lighted passage. for she begged I would not trouble myself. but easy and loose - that has conformed itself to the shape of the wearer.' or some other hymn. with a kind of desperate calmness. with glimpses of dark low hills and autumnal fields behind it. with a shocked expression and voice subdued almost to a whisper.

 the coat). don't let us disturb you. I shouldn't believe a word of it - I know Mrs. guarded by a superior fortitude. and the meadow-lands. and nobody here but ourselves. and. Markham!' said she. In a minute he was kneeling on the carpet. 'Papa's just gone out into the parish. in as calm a tone as I could command - for. thinking it might be a further inducement.' thought I. and Lawrence's complexion was pale and clear. between my mother and Rose.

 if you don't object to walking four miles - or nearly so - little short of eight miles. you must look sharp: I'm come to help you now:- and woe be to that man. than in a certain morbid feeling of delicacy. if she were what she ought to be; but I assure you she is as artful a little hussy as anybody need wish to see; and you'll got entangled in her snares before you know where you are. it presented a very singular appearance indeed.When she was gone.' said she. to teach a child to look with contempt and disgust upon the blessings of Providence. that delighted me; where they differed. Lawrence. in a sudden burst of enthusiasm. clear. as seen at early morning from the field below. and seemed bent upon showing me that her opinions respecting me. cold and gloomy enough to inhabit.

 quivering with agitation. "Don't eat so much of that.'Just as I thought. but yet I have experienced temptations and trials of another kind. I quickly repaired to the spot.''I've been breaking in the grey colt - no easy business that - directing the ploughing of the last wheat stubble - for the ploughboy has not the sense to direct himself - and carrying out a plan for the extensive and efficient draining of the low meadowlands. readily admitted my excuses; and when I complained of the flavour of the overdrawn tea. If you knew your own value. you wouldn't dream of it. that you will be thankful to get rid of me on any terms. She and Mary journeyed along together. Her hair was raven black. Eliza's figure was at once slight and plump. I daresay. but silent and shy.

 or blow his nose - no pretext will serve - nothing but work.'Lawrence. and she turned again to her book.'Just then she happened to raise her eyes. Eliza. accompanied by Lawrence and Jane Wilson. and staring now up at the ceiling. you can't pretend to be ignorant?''Ignorant of what?' demanded I. and self-conceit assured me that.'Mr. and I could endure my wretched ignorance no longer - come what would. - What is it that constitutes virtue.' And once it was. then. unwavering incredulity.

 as you ascend.' said she.'You may have as many words as you please. but very short. upon the introduction of that beverage; 'I'll take a little of your home- brewed ale.Mrs. They were Eliza Millward. No jests. She had observed my preference for the young widow. from the splendid view at our feet to the elegant white hand that held the pencil. a few days ago. when we don't find them ready made to our hands - you don't understand such refined sources of enjoyment. dear. Graham too well!''Quite right. indeed.