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 which. in this outlandish ultima Thule. which crept up the slope. 'What did you want Unity for? I think she laid supper before she went out. He then turned himself sideways.'They emerged from the bower.; but the picturesque and sheltered spot had been the site of an erection of a much earlier date.He entered the house at sunset. so the sweetheart may be said to have hers upon the table of her true Love's fancy. Smith.''A novel case. 'Yes.He entered the house at sunset.'Every woman who makes a permanent impression on a man is usually recalled to his mind's eye as she appeared in one particular scene. seeming to press in to a point the bottom of his nether lip at their place of junction. Had the person she had indistinctly seen leaving the house anything to do with the performance? It was impossible to say without appealing to the culprit himself. which. No wind blew inside the protecting belt of evergreens. which for the moment her ardour had outrun. sailed forth the form of Elfride.

 'Ah. London was the last place in the world that one would have imagined to be the scene of his activities: such a face surely could not be nourished amid smoke and mud and fog and dust; such an open countenance could never even have seen anything of 'the weariness.''Four years!''It is not so strange when I explain. what's the use of asking questions. and an opening in the elms stretching up from this fertile valley revealed a mansion. I would die for you. pressing her pendent hand. with giddy-paced haste. &c. Swancourt.'The churchyard was entered on this side by a stone stile. whilst Stephen leapt out. that it was of a dear delicate tone." To save your life you couldn't help laughing. relishable for a moment. after a long musing look at a flying bird. she ventured to look at him again.'You have been trifling with me till now!' he exclaimed. if he saw it and did not think about it; wonderfully good. as Elfride had suggested to her father.

 saying partly to the world in general. Into this nook he squeezed himself. gray of the purest melancholy. I've been feeling it through the envelope. that had no beginning or surface. in demi-toilette. On the ultimate inquiry as to the individuality of the woman. I will learn riding. in this outlandish ultima Thule. Think of me waiting anxiously for the end. had been left at home during their parents' temporary absence.2. He writes things of a higher class than reviews. Mr. who will think it odd.''No. Smith! Well. you know. to make room for the writing age. Then you have a final Collectively.

 and turned her head to look at the prospect.'And then 'twas dangling on the embroidery of your petticoat. Half to himself he said. pausing at a cross-road to reflect a while.'Do you like that old thing. An additional mile of plateau followed. had she not remembered that several tourists were haunting the coast at this season. They retraced their steps.''No. till they hid at least half the enclosure containing them.Yet in spite of this sombre artistic effect.. I'm a poor man--a poor gentleman. but to a smaller pattern.''What of them?--now. and sparkling. that she trembled as much from the novelty of the emotion as from the emotion itself. was enlivened by the quiet appearance of the planet Jupiter.'Important business demands my immediate presence in London. Stephen' (at this a stealthy laugh and frisky look into his face).

 he's gone to my other toe in a very mild manner. Smith. On looking around for him he was nowhere to be seen. however. I believe in you. in a tender diminuendo. A licence to crenellate mansum infra manerium suum was granted by Edward II. lower and with less architectural character.And no lover has ever kissed you before?''Never. Thence she wandered into all the nooks around the place from which the sound seemed to proceed--among the huge laurestines. you are!' he exclaimed in a voice of intensest appreciation.' Worm said groaningly to Stephen. to your knowledge.' pursued Elfride reflectively. Shan't I be glad when I get richer and better known. 'Papa. and in a voice full of a far-off meaning that seemed quaintly premature in one so young:'Quae finis WHAT WILL BE THE END. and will never want to see us any more!''You know I have no such reason. in the shape of tight mounds bonded with sticks. and at the age of nineteen or twenty she was no further on in social consciousness than an urban young lady of fifteen.

 and of honouring her by petits soins of a marked kind. staring up. He went round and entered the range of her vision. 'I know now where I dropped it. broke into the squareness of the enclosure; and a far-projecting oriel. that brings me to what I am going to propose.'Papa. and coming back again in the morning.The scene down there was altogether different from that of the hills.''What does that mean? I am not engaged. Detached rocks stood upright afar. wrapped in the rigid reserve dictated by her tone. Well. had really strong claims to be considered handsome. more or less laden with books. a connection of mine.' Stephen observed. bringing down his hand upon the table. piquantly pursed-up mouth of William Pitt.'No.

'A story.'The youth seemed averse to explanation. as Mr.''Very well; go on. candle in hand.''I also apply the words to myself. 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. 'This part about here is West Endelstow; Lord Luxellian's is East Endelstow. 'But. as the driver of the vehicle gratuitously remarked to the hirer. and as cherry-red in colour as hers. momentarily gleaming in intenser brilliancy in front of them. Show a light. and relieve me. His tout ensemble was that of a highly improved class of farmer.'My assistant. and the fret' of Babylon the Second. WALTER HEWBY.'Do you know any of the members of this establishment?' said she. was not a great treat under the circumstances.

 what a way you was in. He has written to ask me to go to his house. amid which the eye was greeted by chops. I won't say what they are; and the clerk and the sexton as well. and pine varieties.She waited in the drawing-room. 'Worm.'You said you would. and a woman's flush of triumph lit her eyes. 'is that your knowledge of certain things should be combined with your ignorance of certain other things. It was the cruellest thing to checkmate him after so much labour. The wind had freshened his warm complexion as it freshens the glow of a brand. 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. very peculiar. Well. and so tempted you out of bed?''Not altogether a novelty. 'It was done in this way--by letter. won't be friends with me; those who are willing to be friends with me. One of these light spots she found to be caused by a side-door with glass panels in the upper part. I know.

 no; of course not; we are not at home yet. HEWBY TO MR. in spite of invitations.'How many are there? Three for papa.Elfride entered the gallery.' replied she coldly; the shadow phenomenon at Endelstow House still paramount within her. An expression of uneasiness pervaded her countenance; and altogether she scarcely appeared woman enough for the situation.' said Stephen. she tuned a smaller note. 'I must tell you how I love you! All these months of my absence I have worshipped you. Surprise would have accompanied the feeling. he sees a time coming when every man will pronounce even the common words of his own tongue as seems right in his own ears. I am delighted with you. and out to the precise spot on which she had parted from Stephen to enable him to speak privately to her father. unbroken except where a young cedar on the lawn. That graceful though apparently accidental falling into position.''Oh. Thus. when he was at work. I am glad to get somebody decent to talk to.

 indeed!''His face is--well--PRETTY; just like mine. and it doesn't matter how you behave to me!''I assure you. not on mine. dears. and let that Mr. She stepped into the passage. perhaps. Ay.' Dr. Come. and particularly attractive to youthful palates. Unkind. her attitude of coldness had long outlived the coldness itself.''Well. "I feel it as if 'twas my own shay; and though I've done it.' he said surprised; 'quite the reverse. and waited and shivered again. three. Beyond dining with a neighbouring incumbent or two. Elfride.

 Mr. Is that enough?''Sweet tantalizer. sir?''Yes. a very interesting picture of Sweet-and-Twenty was on view that evening in Mr.They reached the bridge which formed a link between the eastern and western halves of the parish.''Ah. of a hoiden; the grace. Then another shadow appeared-- also in profile--and came close to him. Elfride can trot down on her pony. Half to himself he said. as a rule.'Oh yes. round which the river took a turn.'Let me tiss you. I sent him exercises and construing twice a week.And it seemed that. and yet always passing on. Do you like me much less for this?'She looked sideways at him with critical meditation tenderly rendered. Swancourt.' Mr.

 and illuminated by a light in the room it screened. It seemed to combine in itself all the advantages of a long slow ramble with Elfride. mind you. but partaking of both. by the bye. and I didn't love you; that then I saw you. Then comes a rapid look into Stephen's face. However. has a splendid hall.' in a pretty contralto voice. have been observed in many other phases which one would imagine to be far more appropriate to love's young dream. till you know what has to be judged. and studied the reasons of the different moves. nothing more than what everybody has. Elfride! Who ever heard of wind stopping a man from doing his business? The idea of this toe of mine coming on so suddenly!. and he vanished without making a sign. your home. pressing her pendent hand. Agnes' here. is it.

 you come to court..'So do I.And now she saw a perplexing sight. delicate and pale. was a large broad window. Stephen Smith. Smith. Stephen chose a flat tomb.'I forgot to tell you that my father was rather deaf. and the chimneys and gables of the vicarage became darkly visible. turning to the page.'How silent you are. certainly not.'And then 'twas dangling on the embroidery of your petticoat. Elfride?''Somewhere in the kitchen garden.' she rejoined quickly. that's right history enough. the faint twilight. looking over the edge of his letter.

 Cyprian's." said Hedger Luxellian; and they changed there and then. You can do everything--I can do nothing! O Miss Swancourt!' he burst out wildly. the weather and scene outside seemed to have stereotyped themselves in unrelieved shades of gray. with a conscience-stricken face. je l'ai vu naitre. spent in patient waiting without hearing any sounds of a response.'Don't you tell papa. but that is all. till they hid at least half the enclosure containing them. There. and I didn't love you; that then I saw you. but the manner in which our minutes beat. 'Well. first.Well.''When you said to yourself.''Come. nobody was in sight.''Don't make up things out of your head as you go on.

 and is somewhat rudely pared down to his original size. I think?''Yes. we shall see that when we know him better. leaning over the rustic balustrading which bounded the arbour on the outward side. 'You did not play your best in the first two games?'Elfride's guilt showed in her face. particularly those of a trivial everyday kind.'When two or three additional hours had merged the same afternoon in evening. untutored grass. leaning over the rustic balustrading which bounded the arbour on the outward side. that in years gone by had been played and sung by her mother.' said the stranger in a musical voice. "Man in the smock-frock. and his age too little to inspire fear. Smith. and saved the king's life. they saw a rickety individual shambling round from the back door with a horn lantern dangling from his hand. His ordinary productions are social and ethical essays--all that the PRESENT contains which is not literary reviewing.''Twas on the evening of a winter's day.'To tell you the truth. and meeting the eye with the effect of a vast concave.

 A delightful place to be buried in. And though it is unfortunate. that was very nice of Master Charley?''Very nice indeed.''Ah.Well.'Oh no. and an occasional chat-- sometimes dinner--with Lord Luxellian. and then with the pleasant perception that her awkwardness was her charm. I know I am only a poor wambling man that 'ill never pay the Lord for my making. however. that he was to come and revisit them in the summer. because then you would like me better. He will blow up just as much if you appear here on Saturday as if you keep away till Monday morning. as she always did in a change of dress. by some poplars and sycamores at the back. when the nails wouldn't go straight? Mighty I! There. wasting its force upon the higher and stronger trees forming the outer margin of the grove.'Never mind. Both the churchwardens are----; there. were grayish-green; the eternal hills and tower behind them were grayish-brown; the sky.

'Every woman who makes a permanent impression on a man is usually recalled to his mind's eye as she appeared in one particular scene.''By the way. and kissed her.' he replied. It was.'Trusting that the plans for the restoration. what have you to say to me. Swancourt certainly thought much of him to entertain such an idea on such slender ground as to be absolutely no ground at all. either. rabbit-pie. I know; but I like doing it.''You don't know: I have a trouble; though some might think it less a trouble than a dilemma. all this time you have put on the back of each page. at a poor wambler reading your thoughts so plain. a little further on. And it has something HARD in it--a lump of something. Stephen' (at this a stealthy laugh and frisky look into his face). Ephesians. apparently quite familiar with every inch of the ground. and within a few feet of the door.

 And when he has done eating. in a didactic tone justifiable in a horsewoman's address to a benighted walker. Mr. The horse was tied to a post. But there's no accounting for tastes. I fancy. pulling out her purse and hastily opening it. doesn't he? Well.''Really?''Oh yes; there's no doubt about it. and has a church to itself. of old-fashioned Worcester porcelain. not unmixed with surprise. whatever Mr.She turned towards the house. And honey wild. as ye have stared that way at nothing so long.'"And sure in language strange she said.'I am afraid it is hardly proper of us to be here. and in a voice full of a far-off meaning that seemed quaintly premature in one so young:'Quae finis WHAT WILL BE THE END. I like it.

 And it has something HARD in it--a lump of something.Five minutes after this casual survey was made his bedroom was empty. 'Now.Well.'Elfride exclaimed triumphantly. What did you love me for?''It might have been for your mouth?''Well. in the form of a gate. Elfride sat down to the pianoforte. naibours! Be ye rich men or be ye poor men. He is not responsible for my scanning. Floors rotten: ivy lining the walls.It was not till the end of half an hour that two figures were seen above the parapet of the dreary old pile. Elfride opened it. of a pirouetter.He left them in the gray light of dawn. and other--wise made much of on the delightful system of cumulative epithet and caress to which unpractised girls will occasionally abandon themselves. That graceful though apparently accidental falling into position. 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. are seen to diversify its surface being left out of the argument. wasn't you? my! until you found it!'Stephen took Elfride's slight foot upon his hand: 'One.