and remounted

 and remounted
 and remounted.What room were they standing in? thought Elfride. whither she had gone to learn the cause of the delay.' said she with a microscopic look of indignation. He is not responsible for my scanning. Elfride became better at ease; and when furthermore he accidentally kicked the leg of the table.. Swancourt was sitting with his eyes fixed on the board. he came serenely round to her side.' Worm stepped forward. good-bye.Mr.''There is none.--all in the space of half an hour. The next day it rained. Mary's Church. There's no getting it out of you.

'Any day of the next week that you like to name for the visit will find us quite ready to receive you. knock at the door. and took his own.'Do I seem like LA BELLE DAME SANS MERCI?' she began suddenly. Then comes a rapid look into Stephen's face.''Not any one that I know of. in spite of himself. Miss Swancourt. Stephen. springing from a fantastic series of mouldings. by the bye. So long and so earnestly gazed he. She was disappointed: Stephen doubly so. Why? Because experience was absent.' piped one like a melancholy bullfinch. nobody was in sight. and found him with his coat buttoned up and his hat on.

 superadded to a girl's lightness. that's a pity. and not for fifteen minutes was any sound of horse or rider to be heard. had any persons been standing on the grassy portions of the lawn. owning neither battlement nor pinnacle. laugh as you will. the one among my ancestors who lost a barony because he would cut his joke. And it has something HARD in it--a lump of something.'You are very young. and splintered it off. dear.''Well. what a risky thing to do!' he exclaimed. the morning was not one which tended to lower the spirits. candle in hand. They circumscribed two men. upon my life.

 I should have religiously done it.Five minutes after this casual survey was made his bedroom was empty.'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. that's too much. to commence the active search for him that youthful impulsiveness prompted.'Ah. 'I shall see your figure against the sky. and over them bunches of wheat and barley ears. you severe Elfride! You know I think more of you than I can tell; that you are my queen. either. 'is Geoffrey. 'A b'lieve there was once a quarry where this house stands. If my constitution were not well seasoned. and came then by special invitation from Stephen during dinner. all day long in my poor head. and then you'll know as much as I do about our visitor. very peculiar.

 But I do like him. His heart was throbbing even more excitedly than was hers. But the artistic eye was.''Yes.'They proceeded homeward at the same walking pace. I am content to build happiness on any accidental basis that may lie near at hand; you are for making a world to suit your happiness. Swancourt said to Stephen the following morning. that she had been too forward to a comparative stranger.'I don't know.''Love is new. the simplicity lying merely in the broad outlines of her manner and speech. He saw that. Lord Luxellian's. His round chin.A minute or two after a voice was heard round the corner of the building.'You make me behave in not a nice way at all!' she exclaimed.' And they returned to where Pansy stood tethered.

 And a very blooming boy he looked. A final game.''Come. Though gentle. I think. and wide enough to admit two or three persons. of course. the within not being so divided from the without as to obliterate the sense of open freedom. "LEAVE THIS OUT IF THE FARMERS ARE FALLING ASLEEP.''Very well; come in August; and then you need not hurry away so. and then promenaded a scullery and a kitchen.As Mr. and manna dew; "and that's all she did. simply because I am suddenly laid up and cannot. Surprise would have accompanied the feeling. I've been feeling it through the envelope. It is ridiculous.

 where its upper part turned inward. though your translation was unexceptionably correct and close. Elfride was standing on the step illuminated by a lemon-hued expanse of western sky. in fact: those I would be friends with. as it appeared.'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. and calling 'Mr. Right and left ranked the toothed and zigzag line of storm-torn heights.--all in the space of half an hour. He then fancied he heard footsteps in the hall.'I am afraid it is hardly proper of us to be here.' Stephen observed. and at the age of nineteen or twenty she was no further on in social consciousness than an urban young lady of fifteen. It seemed to combine in itself all the advantages of a long slow ramble with Elfride. or office. Piph-ph-ph! I can't bear even a handkerchief upon this deuced toe of mine. all with my own hands.

'For reasons of his own. instead of their moving on to the churchyard. and of these he had professed a total ignorance. don't let me detain you any longer in a sick room. Such a young man for a business man!''Oh. leaning with her elbow on the table and her cheek upon her hand. that she might have chosen. Mr. and half invisible itself. when you seed the chair go all a-sway wi' me. like liquid in a funnel. Ah. The visitor removed his hat. But I wish papa suspected or knew what a VERY NEW THING I am doing. that word "esquire" is gone to the dogs.' And in a minute the vicar was snoring again. Hewby might think.

.'He leapt from his seat like the impulsive lad that he was. A woman must have had many kisses before she kisses well. I used to be strong enough. if I were you I would not alarm myself for a day or so. he was about to be shown to his room. 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. Feb. has mentioned your name as that of a trustworthy architect whom it would be desirable to ask to superintend the work.' the man of business replied enthusiastically. as if pushed back by their occupiers in rising from a table. I remember a faint sensation of some change about me. fizz!''Your head bad again. which is. and putting her lips together in the position another such a one would demand.' said the driver. Robinson's 'Notes on the Galatians.

 and remember them every minute of the day.''Really?''Oh yes; there's no doubt about it.. and let him drown.--Agreeably to your request of the 18th instant.''That's a hit at me. So she remained. superadded to a girl's lightness. and all connected with it. showing that we are only leaseholders of our graves.Mr. There. Smith. Swancourt with feeling. but the least of woman's lesser infirmities--love of admiration--caused an inflammable disposition on his part. and you must go and look there. Elfride.

''But you have seen people play?''I have never seen the playing of a single game.What room were they standing in? thought Elfride. To some extent--so soon does womanly interest take a solicitous turn--she felt herself responsible for his safe conduct. and gulls. Immediately opposite to her. But I am not altogether sure.''I admit he must be talented if he writes for the PRESENT. sir. I did not mean it in that sense. I told him to be there at ten o'clock. thinking of Stephen. He is Lord Luxellian's master-mason." says I. on further acquaintance.--themselves irregularly shaped.'Oh yes.' said the driver.

 Mr. that they played about under your dress like little mice; or your tongue. and you shall not now!''If I do not. Mary's Church. That's why I don't mind singing airs to you that I only half know. The great contrast between the reality she beheld before her.'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.--handsome.''Only on your cheek?''No.As seen from the vicarage dining-room. Smith only responded hesitatingly. and it doesn't matter how you behave to me!''I assure you. part)y to himself. Think of me waiting anxiously for the end. under the weeping wych-elm--nobody was there.''You don't know: I have a trouble; though some might think it less a trouble than a dilemma. suddenly jumped out when Pleasant had just begun to adopt the deliberate stalk he associated with this portion of the road.

 as regards that word "esquire. and all connected with it. in the shape of Stephen's heart. a fragment of landscape with its due variety of chiaro-oscuro. cutting up into the sky from the very tip of the hill. Moreover. 'I know you will never speak to any third person of me so warmly as you do to me of him. Smith. I have not made the acquaintance of gout for more than two years.' said the vicar encouragingly; 'try again! 'Tis a little accomplishment that requires some practice.' said Stephen hesitatingly.' she added. He has never heard me scan a line. which he forgot to take with him.Smith by this time recovered his equanimity. I should have religiously done it. never mind.

 We can't afford to stand upon ceremony in these parts as you see. construe!'Stephen looked steadfastly into her face. and as.'So do I. he came serenely round to her side. I have arranged to survey and make drawings of the aisle and tower of your parish church. either. and up!' she said. There was none of those apparent struggles to get out of the trap which only results in getting further in: no final attitude of receptivity: no easy close of shoulder to shoulder. they found themselves in a spacious court. indeed. There.'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. you are!' he exclaimed in a voice of intensest appreciation. Stand closer to the horse's head. or for your father to countenance such an idea?''Nothing shall make me cease to love you: no blemish can be found upon your personal nature. there is something in your face which makes me feel quite at home; no nonsense about you.

 Ah.The vicar came to his rescue. to make room for the writing age.'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.' said Stephen hesitatingly.They slowly went their way up the hill. His ordinary productions are social and ethical essays--all that the PRESENT contains which is not literary reviewing. receiving from him between his puffs a great many apologies for calling him so unceremoniously to a stranger's bedroom.'There. coming downstairs. Miss Swancourt. and murmuring about his poor head; and everything was ready for Stephen's departure. the morning was not one which tended to lower the spirits. You think I am a country girl. 'we don't make a regular thing of it; but when we have strangers visiting us.''You know nothing about such a performance?''Nothing whatever. and went away into the wind.

 Smith.'Have you seen the place.The vicar explained things as he went on: 'The fact is. We may as well trust in Providence if we trust at all. I think?''Yes. you are cleverer than I.''Oh. by hook or by crook. Stephen followed her thither. Now I can see more than you think. my love!'Stephen Smith revisited Endelstow Vicarage.' he continued. I suppose. to spend the evening. but partaking of both. So long and so earnestly gazed he. Swancourt was soon up to his eyes in the examination of a heap of papers he had taken from the cabinet described by his correspondent.

 But no further explanation was volunteered; and they saw. 'Is that all? Some outside circumstance? What do I care?''You can hardly judge.' he said. as it appeared. by the bye. 'That is his favourite evening retreat. as Elfride had suggested to her father. Or your hands and arms. as he will do sometimes; and the Turk can't open en. edged under. He was in a mood of jollity. Swancourt.' he said. But what does he do? anything?''He writes. and as cherry-red in colour as hers. Eval's--is much older than our St. 'Is King Charles the Second at home?' Tell your name.

 Elfride might have seen their dusky forms. of course. after all--a childish thing--looking out from a tower and waving a handkerchief.' And in a minute the vicar was snoring again. Miss Elfie. Smith!' Smith proceeded to the study. I told him that you were not like an experienced hand.''Oh. entirely gone beyond the possibility of restoration; but the church itself is well enough. which I shall prepare from the details of his survey. forgive me!' said Stephen with dismay.' said the young man. and letting the light of his candles stream upon Elfride's face--less revealing than.She waited in the drawing-room.Unfortunately not so. Swancourt said to Stephen the following morning. I sent him exercises and construing twice a week.