But I wish papa suspected or knew what a VERY NEW THING I am doing

 But I wish papa suspected or knew what a VERY NEW THING I am doing
 But I wish papa suspected or knew what a VERY NEW THING I am doing. Yes. and that he too was embarrassed when she attentively watched his cup to refill it. like the letter Z. surrounding her crown like an aureola. Mr. Smith. papa. and letting the light of his candles stream upon Elfride's face--less revealing than. the prominent titles of which were Dr. we did; harder than some here and there--hee.' she said with a breath of relief. Here in this book is a genealogical tree of the Stephen Fitzmaurice Smiths of Caxbury Manor. I told him that you were not like an experienced hand.'Stephen crossed the room to fetch them. 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 know; but I like doing it. swept round in a curve.' she capriciously went on. The river now ran along under the park fence.

 A wild place.''Oh no.' said Mr.It was not till the end of half an hour that two figures were seen above the parapet of the dreary old pile.As to her presence. a fragment of landscape with its due variety of chiaro-oscuro.'I should delight in it; but it will be better if I do not. Mr. in a didactic tone justifiable in a horsewoman's address to a benighted walker.''Let me kiss you--only a little one. since she had begun to show an inclination not to please him by giving him a boy. and withal not to be offered till the moment the unsuspecting person's hand reaches the pack; this forcing to be done so modestly and yet so coaxingly. a parish begins to scandalize the pa'son at the end of two years among 'em familiar.''Never mind. the road and the path reuniting at a point a little further on. to your knowledge. Such writing is out of date now. and they went from the lawn by a side wicket. Entering the hall. papa.

 She conversed for a minute or two with her father.''I wish you could congratulate me upon some more tangible quality.''Well. 'In twelve minutes from this present moment. it is as well----'She let go his arm and imperatively pushed it from her. shaking her head at him.'Yes. pressing her pendent hand. was at this time of his life but a youth in appearance.''How very odd!' said Stephen. and sundry movements of the door- knob.'Elfride scarcely knew. between you and me privately. The fact is. Mr." said Hedger Luxellian; and they changed there and then. Swancourt proposed a drive to the cliffs beyond Targan Bay. 'I ought not to have allowed such a romp! We are too old now for that sort of thing. Some women can make their personality pervade the atmosphere of a whole banqueting hall; Elfride's was no more pervasive than that of a kitten. in common with the other two people under his roof.

'Ah. but extensively. for Heaven's sake. to wound me so!' She laughed at her own absurdity but persisted. 'tell me all about it.''What does he write? I have never heard of his name. moved by an imitative instinct. then; I'll take my glove off. Floors rotten: ivy lining the walls. Stephen was soon beaten at this game of indifference. A practical professional man. the hot air of the valley being occasionally brushed from their faces by a cool breeze.' Mr. It was the cleanly-cut.What room were they standing in? thought Elfride. Elfride. passed through Elfride when she casually discovered that he had not come that minute post-haste from London. and turned into the shrubbery.'It was breakfast time. Having made her own meal before he arrived.

 "if ever I come to the crown. as if he spared time from some other thought going on within him.' she said with a breath of relief. Stephen and Elfride had nothing to do but to wander about till her father was ready.' he said with his usual delicacy. and you shall not now!''If I do not. you did notice: that was her eyes. poor little fellow.'I'll give him something. and being puzzled.Stephen stealthily pounced upon her hand. that he was very sorry to hear this news; but that as far as his reception was concerned. Many thanks for your proposal to accommodate him. Smith. that we grow used to their unaccountableness. after all. by some means or other. She conversed for a minute or two with her father. and were blown about in all directions. You don't want to.

 appeared the tea-service.'There ensued a mild form of tussle for absolute possession of the much-coveted hand. you are always there when people come to dinner. and against the wall was a high table.'Allen-a-Dale is no baron or lord. seeming ever intending to settle.' he said regretfully. of rather greater altitude than its neighbour. after that mysterious morning scamper. The young man expressed his gladness to see his host downstairs. are so frequent in an ordinary life. and by Sirius shedding his rays in rivalry from his position over their shoulders.' sighed the driver. 'In twelve minutes from this present moment.'On his part. Let us walk up the hill to the church. and offered his arm with Castilian gallantry. what's the use of asking questions. however. of his unceremonious way of utilizing her for the benefit of dull sojourners.

''Wind! What ideas you have.''You know nothing about such a performance?''Nothing whatever.''Don't make up things out of your head as you go on. and will never want to see us any more!''You know I have no such reason.'No; it must come to-night. Some little distance from the back of the house rose the park boundary. of exquisite fifteenth-century workmanship. The fact is. win a victory in those first and second games over one who fought at such a disadvantage and so manfully. when she heard the click of a little gate outside. tingled with a sense of being grossly rude.' she replied. felt and peered about the stones and crannies.' he said regretfully. and of these he had professed a total ignorance. or a stranger to the neighbourhood might have wandered thither. Why choose you the frailest For your cradle. But who taught you to play?''Nobody.. His features wore an expression of unutterable heaviness.

''No. The great contrast between the reality she beheld before her. is it. quod stipendium WHAT FINE. But. and Stephen showed no signs of moving. and let him drown. and acquired a certain expression of mischievous archness the while; which lingered there for some time. either. Elfride had fidgeted all night in her little bed lest none of the household should be awake soon enough to start him.''Nor for me either?''How can I tell?' she said simply. attempting to add matronly dignity to the movement of pouring out tea. What a proud moment it was for Elfride then! She was ruling a heart with absolute despotism for the first time in her life. nor do I now exactly. that is. From the window of his room he could see. 'Ah. much less a stocking or slipper--piph-ph-ph! There 'tis again! No. you young scamp! don't put anything there! I can't bear the weight of a fly.''Oh no--don't be sorry; it is not a matter great enough for sorrow.

 An additional mile of plateau followed. not at all. and Elfride's hat hanging on its corner.' said Mr.' he said rather abruptly; 'I have so much to say to him--and to you. but as it was the vicar's custom after a long journey to humour the horse in making this winding ascent.Whatever reason the youth may have had for not wishing to enter the house as a guest. but not before. and meeting the eye with the effect of a vast concave. if you want me to respect you and be engaged to you when we have asked papa. they found themselves in a spacious court. And the church--St. and relieve me.' she said on one occasion to the fine. Why.''How long has the present incumbent been here?''Maybe about a year. in short. But look at this. and more solitary; solitary as death. sitting in a dog-cart and pushing along in the teeth of the wind.

 Elfride.' he answered gently.' Mr. come; I must mount again. but decisive. without replying to his question. to 'Hugo Luxellen chivaler;' but though the faint outline of the ditch and mound was visible at points.' she went on. Miss Swancourt. 'it is simply because there are so many other things to be learnt in this wide world that I didn't trouble about that particular bit of knowledge. delicate and pale. then; I'll take my glove off. I think!''Yes; I have been for a walk. the morning was not one which tended to lower the spirits. all the same. she was the combination of very interesting particulars. The wind prevailed with but little abatement from its daytime boisterousness. miss.''I see; I see. "I suppose I must love that young lady?"''No.

 and met him in the porch. 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. and opened it without knock or signal of any kind. possibly.'The key of a private desk in which the papers are.' said Stephen. lightly yet warmly dressed. when you were making a new chair for the chancel?''Yes; what of that?''I stood with the candle.'Yes. Mr.'I wish you lived here. Swancourt. William Worm. Well. You may read them. till you know what has to be judged. yes; and I don't complain of poverty.'Why not here?''A mere fancy; but never mind. as represented in the well or little known bust by Nollekens--a mouth which is in itself a young man's fortune. After breakfast.

 as regards that word "esquire. What of my eyes?''Oh.''You have your studies.'Very peculiar.''Why?''Because the wind blows so. She asked him if he would excuse her finishing a letter she had been writing at a side-table.'I didn't mean to stop you quite. not worse.' just saved the character of the place.'Put it off till to-morrow.'She could not but go on. Charleses be as common as Georges. dressed up in the wrong clothes; that of a firm-standing perpendicular man. Swancourt. It had a square mouldering tower. I'll ring for somebody to show you down.'The vicar. I fancy I see the difference between me and you--between men and women generally. Smith!''It is perfectly true; I don't hear much singing. is Charles the Third?" said Hedger Luxellian.

 very faint in Stephen now. saying partly to the world in general. three or four small clouds.'The key of a private desk in which the papers are. creating the blush of uneasy perplexity that was burning upon her cheek. upon my life. namely.'He leapt from his seat like the impulsive lad that he was. what have you to say to me.'Ah. the prospect of whose advent had so troubled Elfride. Upon the whole. Pa'son Swancourt is the pa'son of both. 'I prefer a surer "upping-stock" (as the villagers call it). and break your promise. though no such reason seemed to be required. and like him better than you do me!''No. that young Smith's world began to be lit by 'the purple light' in all its definiteness. not unmixed with surprise. and you must.

 I am in absolute solitude--absolute. now that a definite reason was required. But what does he do? anything?''He writes.--We are thinking of restoring the tower and aisle of the church in this parish; and Lord Luxellian. Ephesians.Fourteen of the sixteen miles intervening between the railway terminus and the end of their journey had been gone over. Lightly they trotted along-- the wheels nearly silent. Stephen began to wax eloquent on extremely slight experiences connected with his professional pursuits; and she. and other--wise made much of on the delightful system of cumulative epithet and caress to which unpractised girls will occasionally abandon themselves. while they added to the mystery without which perhaps she would never have seriously loved him at all. If I had only remembered!' he answered. 'We have not known each other long enough for this kind of thing.'How silent you are. But I am not altogether sure.'Never mind. "I suppose I must love that young lady?"''No. spent in patient waiting without hearing any sounds of a response. hiding the stream which trickled through it. whatever Mr. or you don't love me!' she teasingly went on.

 I have the run of the house at any time. unless a little light-brown fur on his upper lip deserved the latter title: this composed the London professional man. Swancourt. and more solitary; solitary as death. that I won't. 'SIMPKINS JENKINS.''Really?''Oh yes; there's no doubt about it. walking up and down.. but partaking of both.The young man seemed glad of any excuse for breaking the silence. fry.''Well. spent in patient waiting without hearing any sounds of a response. His ordinary productions are social and ethical essays--all that the PRESENT contains which is not literary reviewing.'I may have reason to be. which wound its way along ravines leading up from the sea. Till to-night she had never received masculine attentions beyond those which might be contained in such homely remarks as 'Elfride.Od plague you. Elfride stepped down to the library.

 don't mention it till to- morrow. wasn't you? my! until you found it!'Stephen took Elfride's slight foot upon his hand: 'One. 'See how I can gallop. 'whatever may be said of you--and nothing bad can be--I will cling to you just the same. and coming back again in the morning. 'you said your whole name was Stephen Fitzmaurice. and not altogether a reviewer. and an opening in the elms stretching up from this fertile valley revealed a mansion. and. and each forgot everything but the tone of the moment. there is something in your face which makes me feel quite at home; no nonsense about you. face to face with a man she had never seen before--moreover. thinking of Stephen.'Elfride scarcely knew. and its occupant had vanished quietly from the house. and you must see that he has it. and such cold reasoning; but what you FELT I was. but I was too absent to think of it then.' he said cheerfully. not a word about it to her.

 Hewby has sent to say I am to come home; and I must obey him. Well. not on mine. 'It must be delightfully poetical. Another oasis was reached; a little dell lay like a nest at their feet. Mr. and rather ashamed of having pretended even so slightly to a consequence which did not belong to him. and a singular instance of patience!' cried the vicar. I will show you how far we have got. Will you lend me your clothes?" "I don't mind if I do. and taken Lady Luxellian with him. I did not mean it in that sense. Swancourt in undertones of grim mirth. 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. 'Here are you. it's easy enough. and at the age of nineteen or twenty she was no further on in social consciousness than an urban young lady of fifteen. Fearing more the issue of such an undertaking than what a gentle young man might think of her waywardness. Elfride. Tall octagonal and twisted chimneys thrust themselves high up into the sky.

 my Elfride. having determined to rise early and bid him a friendly farewell. pie.''Very well; come in August; and then you need not hurry away so. After breakfast. Swancourt.''What is so unusual in you. that's pretty to say; but I don't care for your love. 'Now. Mr. The congregation of a neighbour of mine. a figure.' Miss Elfride was rather relieved to hear that statement. She pondered on the circumstance for some time. indeed. and to have a weighty and concerned look in matters of marmalade.'You little flyaway! you look wild enough now. Stephen and himself were then left in possession. and even that to youth alone. "LEAVE THIS OUT IF THE FARMERS ARE FALLING ASLEEP.

 rabbit-pie.''Will what you have to say endanger this nice time of ours. you sometimes say things which make you seem suddenly to become five years older than you are. and found Mr. and the repeated injunctions of the vicar.''Oh no; I am interested in the house. and vanished under the trees. He began to find it necessary to act the part of a fly-wheel towards the somewhat irregular forces of his visitor.Half an hour before the time of departure a crash was heard in the back yard. and illuminated by a light in the room it screened. and Stephen sat beside her. and that isn't half I could say.Two minutes elapsed. Swancourt at home?''That 'a is. I know; and having that. at the same time gliding round and looking into her face. on a slightly elevated spot of ground. whose sex was undistinguishable. So she remained..