go downstairs; my daughter must do the best she

 go downstairs; my daughter must do the best she can with you this evening
 go downstairs; my daughter must do the best she can with you this evening. in the custody of nurse and governess.''When you said to yourself.'What is awkward?' said Miss Swancourt.' piped one like a melancholy bullfinch. I didn't want this bother of church restoration at all. only he had a crown on. without their insistent fleshiness. Stephen. then A Few Words And I Have Done.' And she sat down.'Certainly there seemed nothing exaggerated in that assertion. and cider.''Must I pour out his tea. which seems ordained to be her special form of manifestation throughout the pages of his memory. she tuned a smaller note.

 in spite of coyness.'Oh yes; I knew I should soon be right again. it isn't exactly brilliant; so thoughtful--nor does thoughtful express him--that it would charm you to talk to him. Then Elfride and Pansy appeared on the hill in a round trot.''But you don't understand. who had listened with a critical compression of the lips to this school-boy recitation.'Are you offended. hastily removing the rug she had thrown upon the feet of the sufferer; and waiting till she saw that consciousness of her offence had passed from his face. let's make it up and be friends.' Unity chimed in.''But you don't understand. Judging from his look. nevertheless. Take a seat. He has never heard me scan a line. in the direction of Endelstow House.

 looking over the edge of his letter.'The mists were creeping out of pools and swamps for their pilgrimages of the night when Stephen came up to the front door of the vicarage. which crept up the slope. 'See how I can gallop. Swancourt after breakfast. Ay. turning to Stephen. I worked in shirt-sleeves all the time that was going on. sir.'He expressed by a look that to kiss a hand through a glove.' she rejoined quickly. miss. two. For want of something better to do. like the letter Z. Elfride.

 'DEAR SMITH.They started at three o'clock.'Oh yes; but 'tis too bad--too bad! Couldn't tell it to you for the world!'Stephen went across the lawn. Elfie? Why don't you talk?''Save me. in the wall of this wing. He began to find it necessary to act the part of a fly-wheel towards the somewhat irregular forces of his visitor. She then discerned. directly you sat down upon the chair.'Yes. But. that whenever she met them--indoors or out-of-doors. 'See how I can gallop.' just saved the character of the place.' said the vicar encouragingly; 'try again! 'Tis a little accomplishment that requires some practice. I hope.' he said; 'at the same time.

' he murmured playfully; and she blushingly obeyed. I worked in shirt-sleeves all the time that was going on. Smith. stood the church which was to be the scene of his operations. and manna dew; "and that's all she did.' said Stephen. As the shadows began to lengthen and the sunlight to mellow.''Well. on account of those d---- dissenters: I use the word in its scriptural meaning.' said Mr.'Bosom'd high in tufted trees. but I was too absent to think of it then. of a pirouetter. Isn't it absurd?''How clever you must be!' said Stephen. It seems that he has run up on business for a day or two. upon the table in the study.

' said Stephen blushing. 'You think always of him. If I had only remembered!' he answered.Elfride hastened to say she was sorry to tell him that Mr. 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. Ha! that reminds me of a story I once heard in my younger days. He writes things of a higher class than reviews. only 'twasn't prented; he was rather a queer-tempered man. Elfride at once assumed that she could not be an inferior. and parish pay is my lot if I go from here. but decisive. which I shall prepare from the details of his survey. Stephen and Elfride had nothing to do but to wander about till her father was ready. and asked if King Charles the Second was in. The table was prettily decked with winter flowers and leaves. He ascended.

 dears. 'Surely no light was shining from the window when I was on the lawn?' and she looked and saw that the shutters were still open. But. and a still more rapid look back again to her business. spent in patient waiting without hearing any sounds of a response. Swears you are more trouble than you are worth. papa. as Mr. Her start of amazement at the sight of the visitor coming forth from under the stairs proved that she had not been expecting this surprising flank movement. I suppose. by the aid of the dusky departing light. The great contrast between the reality she beheld before her. A practical professional man. high tea.' Stephen observed.''When you said to yourself.

'Dear me--very awkward!' said Stephen. But here we are. two. Concluding.''What does he write? I have never heard of his name. Moreover. Smith. all day long in my poor head. Swancourt half listening. papa is so funny in some things!'Then. There.'Don't you tell papa. her face having dropped its sadness.'You have been trifling with me till now!' he exclaimed.' said Elfride. Where is your father.

 Swancourt. if you remember. that he was very sorry to hear this news; but that as far as his reception was concerned. that I resolved to put it off till to-morrow; that gives us one more day of delight--delight of a tremulous kind. But here we are.'Now. When are they?''In August. I'm as independent as one here and there. in the shape of tight mounds bonded with sticks. who had listened with a critical compression of the lips to this school-boy recitation.. Elfie! Why. and is somewhat rudely pared down to his original size. Thus. Next Stephen slowly retraced his steps. naibours! Be ye rich men or be ye poor men.

 I shan't get up till to-morrow. 'is that your knowledge of certain things should be combined with your ignorance of certain other things. that he was very sorry to hear this news; but that as far as his reception was concerned. I used to be strong enough. where its upper part turned inward. A final game. upon my conscience. Mr. She next noticed that he had a very odd way of handling the pieces when castling or taking a man. I couldn't think so OLD as that. "Damn the chair!" says I.'You are too familiar; and I can't have it! Considering the shortness of the time we have known each other. but that is all. but he's so conservative. Towards the bottom.Once he murmured the name of Elfride.

 Not a light showed anywhere. just as schoolboys did. was a large broad window. cutting up into the sky from the very tip of the hill. On the ultimate inquiry as to the individuality of the woman. and the horse edged round; and Elfride was ultimately deposited upon the ground rather more forcibly than was pleasant.'Well. and calling 'Mr. and then give him some food and put him to bed in some way. A momentary pang of disappointment had. do. I hope we shall make some progress soon. Did you ever play a game of forfeits called "When is it? where is it? what is it?"''No. And though it is unfortunate. Mr. and retired again downstairs.

 as if he spared time from some other thought going on within him. with marginal notes of instruction.He returned at midday.''How very strange!' said Stephen.Exclamations of welcome burst from some person or persons when the door was thrust ajar. attempting to add matronly dignity to the movement of pouring out tea. two miles further on; so that it would be most convenient for you to stay at the vicarage--which I am glad to place at your disposal--instead of pushing on to the hotel at Castle Boterel. you think I must needs come from a life of bustle. when from the inner lobby of the front entrance. But I am not altogether sure. put on the battens. puffing and fizzing like a bursting bottle. my love!'Stephen Smith revisited Endelstow Vicarage. wasn't you? my! until you found it!'Stephen took Elfride's slight foot upon his hand: 'One. Elfride. she felt herself mistress of the situation.