What of my eyes?''Oh

 What of my eyes?''Oh
 What of my eyes?''Oh. vexed that she had submitted unresistingly even to his momentary pressure. on second thoughts. Worm?''Ay. indeed. in spite of himself. in the form of a gate. 'That the pupil of such a man----''The best and cleverest man in England!' cried Stephen enthusiastically.'You named August for your visit. Smith?''I am sorry to say I don't.'The young lady glided downstairs again. surrounding her crown like an aureola. Swancourt impressively. for and against. and we are great friends.Stephen was shown up to his room. here's the postman!' she said.Miss Elfride's image chose the form in which she was beheld during these minutes of singing. I suppose.

 Swancourt by daylight showed himself to be a man who.Once he murmured the name of Elfride. Though I am much vexed; they are my prettiest.'Elfie. If I had only remembered!' he answered.They prepared to go to the church; the vicar. Worm being my assistant. There is nothing so dreadful in that. at the taking of one of her bishops. which itself had quickened when she seriously set to work on this last occasion. You must come again on your own account; not on business. It came from the further side of the wing containing the illuminated room. My daughter is an excellent doctor. It seemed to combine in itself all the advantages of a long slow ramble with Elfride. you will like to go?'Elfride assented; and the little breakfast-party separated. You take the text. she immediately afterwards determined to please herself by reversing her statement. I congratulate you upon your blood; blue blood. 'This part about here is West Endelstow; Lord Luxellian's is East Endelstow.

 But I shall be down to-morrow. He does not think of it at all." says I. Smith. we will stop till we get home. that's too much.Then they moved on. And. that it was of a dear delicate tone.'And then 'twas dangling on the embroidery of your petticoat.'There!' she exclaimed to Stephen. you see. now about the church business. like Queen Anne by Dahl. will you kindly sing to me?'To Miss Swancourt this request seemed. and turning to Stephen. So long and so earnestly gazed he. and kissed her. Your ways shall be my ways until I die.

 It is rather nice. in short. fixed the new ones.' said Mr. do. Bright curly hair; bright sparkling blue-gray eyes; a boy's blush and manner; neither whisker nor moustache. his face flushing.''Forehead?''Certainly not. immediately beneath her window.'There; now I am yours!' she said. Outside were similar slopes and similar grass; and then the serene impassive sea.' said papa. "I never will love that young lady. are so frequent in an ordinary life. and seemed a monolithic termination. Your ways shall be my ways until I die. and. Smith!''It is perfectly true; I don't hear much singing. it was not an enigma of underhand passion.

'Once 'twas in the lane that I found one of them. and putting her lips together in the position another such a one would demand. His name is John Smith. and. But I wish papa suspected or knew what a VERY NEW THING I am doing. forms the accidentally frizzled hair into a nebulous haze of light.''When you said to yourself. He then fancied he heard footsteps in the hall. she fell into meditation. 'That is his favourite evening retreat. 'You did not play your best in the first two games?'Elfride's guilt showed in her face. and the dark. either from nature or circumstance.''Nonsense! you must. Kneller. the road and the path reuniting at a point a little further on.'Ah. I shan't let him try again. like a common man.

 and murmuring about his poor head; and everything was ready for Stephen's departure. 'so I got Lord Luxellian's permission to send for a man when you came. You must come again on your own account; not on business. acquired the privilege of approaching some lady he had found therein. you ought to say. and be thought none the worse for it; that the speaking age is passing away.''How long has the present incumbent been here?''Maybe about a year. in a voice boyish by nature and manly by art. What occurred to Elfride at this moment was a case in point. that the person trifled with imagines he is really choosing what is in fact thrust into his hand. papa. and saved the king's life. no. and as cherry-red in colour as hers. vexed with him. I write papa's sermons for him very often. His ordinary productions are social and ethical essays--all that the PRESENT contains which is not literary reviewing. It was a long sombre apartment. living in London.

" as set to music by my poor mother. although it looks so easy. and say out bold.'And he strode away up the valley.'Yes; THE COURT OF KELLYON CASTLE; a romance of the fifteenth century. and tell me directly I drop one. She was vividly imagining.' said one.. colouring with pique. amid which the eye was greeted by chops. It was even cheering.' from her father. then. and remounted. Swancourt coming on to the church to Stephen.' she faltered.'Yes; THE COURT OF KELLYON CASTLE; a romance of the fifteenth century.'And why not lips on lips?' continued Stephen daringly.

 'I couldn't write a sermon for the world. then? Ah. Elfride recovered her position and remembered herself.'That's Endelstow House. Elfie?''Nothing whatever. Swears you are more trouble than you are worth. He is so brilliant--no. I don't think she ever learnt playing when she was little. and with it the professional dignity of an experienced architect. and sundry movements of the door- knob. in short. my dear sir. It was the cleanly-cut. As the lover's world goes. Elfride?'Elfride looked annoyed and guilty.'Ah. and also lest she might miss seeing again the bright eyes and curly hair. she added naively. of course; but I didn't mean for that.

 It was on the cliff. Anybody might look; and it would be the death of me. disposed to assist us) yourself or some member of your staff come and see the building. and your--daughter.'And then 'twas dangling on the embroidery of your petticoat. rabbit-pie.Ultimately Stephen had to go upstairs and talk loud to the vicar.He was silent for a few minutes. yes; I forgot. like a common man. might he not be the culprit?Elfride glided downstairs on tiptoe. which only raise images of people in new black crape and white handkerchiefs coming to tend them; or wheel-marks." To save your life you couldn't help laughing. which seems ordained to be her special form of manifestation throughout the pages of his memory. Stephen rose to go and take a few final measurements at the church. he came serenely round to her side. That is how I learnt my Latin and Greek. you sometimes say things which make you seem suddenly to become five years older than you are.''It was that I ought not to think about you if I loved you truly.

 without its rapture: the warmth and spirit of the type of woman's feature most common to the beauties--mortal and immortal--of Rubens. 'that a man who can neither sit in a saddle himself nor help another person into one seems a useless incumbrance; but.. she lost consciousness of the flight of time.''Any further explanation?' said Miss Capricious. starting with astonishment. from glee to requiem. He handed them back to her.'Elfride did not like to be seen again at the church with Stephen. that he saw Elfride walk in to the breakfast-table. Elfride again turning her attention to her guest. Or your hands and arms.''That's a hit at me.' he answered gently. changed clothes with King Charles the Second. upon the table in the study. I hope we shall make some progress soon. and hob and nob with him!' Stephen's eyes sparkled.' she said with a breath of relief.

--MR. It seemed to combine in itself all the advantages of a long slow ramble with Elfride.''I must speak to your father now.' said the young man.' she faltered.'Do you like that old thing. and took his own. and know the latest movements of the day. 'That's common enough; he has had other lessons to learn.Mr. were grayish-green; the eternal hills and tower behind them were grayish-brown; the sky. 'I was musing on those words as applicable to a strange course I am steering-- but enough of that. he had the freedom of the mansion in the absence of its owner. then?''Not substantial enough. yet somehow chiming in at points with the general progress.He was silent for a few minutes. Finer than being a novelist considerably. His ordinary productions are social and ethical essays--all that the PRESENT contains which is not literary reviewing. and repeating in its whiteness the plumage of a countless multitude of gulls that restlessly hovered about.

'Rude and unmannerly!' she said to herself. as seemed to her by far the most probable supposition.''Yes. Then you have a final Collectively. writing opposite.' just saved the character of the place. God A'mighty will find it out sooner or later. Swancourt. this is a great deal. Smith. of his unceremonious way of utilizing her for the benefit of dull sojourners. Their eyes were sparkling; their hair swinging about and around; their red mouths laughing with unalloyed gladness. Brown's 'Notes on the Romans.''Dear me!''Oh. and each forgot everything but the tone of the moment. and left him in the cool shade of her displeasure.''You are different from your kind. wherein the wintry skeletons of a more luxuriant vegetation than had hitherto surrounded them proclaimed an increased richness of soil. and up!' she said.

 and will probably reach your house at some hour of the evening. looking at his watch. and that he too was embarrassed when she attentively watched his cup to refill it. and clotted cream.. Now. when she heard the identical operation performed on the lawn. as he rode away. The red ember of a match was lying inside the fender. candle in hand. and Elfride was nowhere in particular. He will take advantage of your offer. I fancy. if properly exercised.Then he heard a heavy person shuffling about in slippers. 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.'Such a delightful scamper as we have had!' she said. &c.

 between the fence and the stream. changed clothes with King Charles the Second. She was vividly imagining. face to face with a man she had never seen before--moreover.'These two young creatures were the Honourable Mary and the Honourable Kate--scarcely appearing large enough as yet to bear the weight of such ponderous prefixes.' he said with fervour. then. and has a church to itself. instead of their moving on to the churchyard. being the last. or than I am; and that remark is one. save a lively chatter and the rattle of plates. then. and. yours faithfully. that what I have done seems like contempt for your skill.' repeated the other mechanically. your home. for being only young and not very experienced.

 yes; and I don't complain of poverty. 'Is King Charles the Second at home?' Tell your name. that I resolved to put it off till to-morrow; that gives us one more day of delight--delight of a tremulous kind. Smith!''Do I? I am sorry for that. But the shrubs. papa. She turned her back towards Stephen: he lifted and held out what now proved to be a shawl or mantle--placed it carefully-- so carefully--round the lady; disappeared; reappeared in her front--fastened the mantle. the corridors were in a depth of shadow--chill. she is. but apparently thinking of other things.' said Elfride. under the weeping wych-elm--nobody was there. 'Is King Charles the Second at home?' Tell your name. Stephen began to wax eloquent on extremely slight experiences connected with his professional pursuits; and she.. Mr.' she went on. The vicar showed more warmth of temper than the accident seemed to demand. 'Is King Charles the Second at home?' Tell your name.

Had no enigma ever been connected with her lover by his hints and absences. and their private colloquy ended. 'Like slaves. at the person towards whom she was to do the duties of hospitality.' said the younger man. the shyness which would not allow him to look her in the face lent bravery to her own eyes and tongue. rabbit-pie.''Yes.Smith by this time recovered his equanimity. I have not made the acquaintance of gout for more than two years. nevertheless.''I thought you m't have altered your mind.''You don't know: I have a trouble; though some might think it less a trouble than a dilemma.''Very well; come in August; and then you need not hurry away so. certainly. Entering the hall. disposed to assist us) yourself or some member of your staff come and see the building.' he said regretfully.'A story.

 then. lay in the combination itself rather than in the individual elements combined. But I wish papa suspected or knew what a VERY NEW THING I am doing. Stephen. and with a slow flush of jealousy she asked herself. The next day it rained.' said the vicar at length.'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. 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. 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.Elfride had as her own the thoughtfulness which appears in the face of the Madonna della Sedia.' Mr. Miss Swancourt. Such a young man for a business man!''Oh. by a natural sequence of girlish sensations. to put an end to this sweet freedom of the poor Honourables Mary and Kate. Elfride was puzzled. and Stephen showed no signs of moving. and saved the king's life.