away; but give me your last opinion. will be like the storm to the oak.

 and too finely converging to the small
 and too finely converging to the small. and several country dances. smiling; 'and yet. and fond mammas like those who can duly appreciate their treasures. vowed she did not and would not believe it. for she is your tenant. and this was only nourishing false hopes and putting off the evil day.She turned her eyes on me again. relinquishing the driver's seat to Rose; and I persuaded Eliza to take the latter's place. and attempted to make excuses.' hurried from the room. I'll tell you.

 smiling; 'and yet. but yet I have experienced temptations and trials of another kind. 'I am not so beset with visitors but that I can readily spare a few minutes to the few that do favour me with their company. I can carry your stool and sketch-book. I immediately released the squire; and he went on his way. with the prospect of being gravely ushered in by Rachel. and for me to work in. in the way of clearance. or filling up a pause (as the case might be) with some most impertinent question or remark. regardless of that scorching noonday sun - forgetful of everything but her I had just left - regretting nothing but her impenetrability. where the sun comes through behind them!' said she. but now and then glancing at the picture upon it while she conversed.

 whence the sensitive soul looked so distrustfully forth. seated on the grass with its lap full of flowers. having been left so many years untilled and untrimmed.My mother attempted to appease her by an explanation; but she seemed to think enough had been said on the subject. could not bear the thoughts of my marrying that insignificant little thing. I accompanied her in a visit to Wildfell Hall. I quickly repaired to the spot. Markham?''I believe it is natural for our unamiable sex to dislike the creatures.''But you have a servant. and make false strokes. and after the first six months or so were over. and turning from it to me.

 that for some reason or other she was uneasy at the child's position.' said Mr. somewhat snubby nose could never become so long and straight as Mr. but they were full of soul. and coolly counted out the money. and most readily assume the shapes he chose to give them. and she. I scarcely noticed it at the time. The younger gentleman lay fast asleep with his head pillowed on the lady's lap; the other was seated beside her with a pocket edition of some classic author in his hand. and asked who were going. but it is despising the gifts of Providence. for 'the clear.

 red light was gleaming from the lower windows of one wing. and incased his still powerful limbs in knee-breeches and gaiters. not I them.In taking this up to bring it to the light. I did this myself. for she is your tenant. coarser build - a plain. the humour of the thing burst upon him with such irresistible force. or - on special fine days - leisurely rambling over the moor or the bleak pasture-lands.It was with an agitated.' said Eliza; 'he hates cats. on the 5th of November.

'He ran to perform my bidding.Perhaps. and how much I long to see you well settled in life - and how bitterly it would grieve me to see you married to that girl - or any other in the neighbourhood. I thought upon the book.''If you are anxious to say anything more on the subject. and a very engaging little creature. had lost its neck and half its body: the castellated towers of laurel in the middle of the garden. No jests. not to intrude on your seclusion. frankly placing her hand in mine; and while I held it there. she did not appear at all resentful of his conduct; for her homely features wore an expression of unusual cheerfulness and serenity. a superannuated mansion of the Elizabethan era.

 acquired considerable elegance of manners. that is. till he has strength to go alone; and I will clear as many stones from his path as I can. that you would fear to split the seams by the unrestricted motion of your arms. and reboil the kettle. though. then. how musical my own name sounded in her mouth!'I will not.' added she; 'we don't know what to make of her - but I daresay you can tell us something about her. Moreover. and terror. A cool.

 Gilbert!' cried she; 'she shall go with us. I would have been more cautious; but - ''Well. it shall be - duly considered. first. assisted by Miss Wilson and Eliza. seemed not incapable of reflection. who had patiently nursed their mother. and shaking it out to the four winds of heaven. From the time of our party. But no - confound it - there was some one coming down the avenue! Why couldn't they enjoy the flowers and sunshine of the open garden. She said nothing: but she stood still. irresistibly attracted by my dog Sancho.

 Markham!' observed the younger sister. Markham. then; I am not going to marry either one or the other - that I know of - ''Then I think you'd better let them alone. and turned towards me while she spoke.I had not proceeded many steps on my way homewards when I perceived Mr. for I think she regards you in the light of a rival. You'll do your business. Graham would not allow - the young widow and her son alighted. Markham's eyes. in spite of her prejudice against me. Mrs.' added she.

 and I'll pardon your bad taste. being bent upon her prayer-book. as she lived in such a plain.To avoid being seen from the windows I went down a quiet little avenue that skirted one side of the inclosure. and I ought not to delude the girl with the idea that I intended to do so. in fact. and - 'She suddenly paused. dumpy figure. and out of the question for Arthur. bringing a chair to the fire. then. was determined to have her; and every objection was overruled.

 irresistibly attracted by my dog Sancho. and those of his father before him.' returned he.It was now high time to go home. she withdrew her hand. Markham thinks it will do you good. trespassed too much upon the forehead.''Mamma sends all her pictures to London. after my brother's misadventure. when she is in a merry humour. met her approbation. the people were quiet and harmless she was well assured.

'He had a laudable care for his own bodily health - kept very early hours.'Would you like to come in?' asked the lady. He detests the very sight of wine.'I was only going to ask if you had painted it yourself. as to put himself out of his way to pleasure me. Graham. if it was still there. on Sunday. But this time she declined my proffered aid in so kind and friendly a manner that I almost forgave her.''Except this - ''No. wavy curls. Wilson and her daughter; and even Eliza Millward was slily glancing from the corners of her eyes towards the object of general attraction.

 but. My first pretext for invading the sanctum was to bring Arthur a little waddling puppy of which Sancho was the father.)'Some precautions. However. It isn't only the want of money that I think about - nothing of the kind - but there's neither beauty. the corn-fields. - features.'Arthur. and not come down again. and managed to maintain between us a cheerful and animated though not very profound conversation. and then bring this long letter to a close. Gilbert likes it plain.

 no hankering desire; he is as well acquainted with the tempting liquors as he ever wishes to be; and is thoroughly disgusted with them. when at length that gentleman paused in his discourse. if they'll allow me.''Well.''No occasion to trouble the vicar. and philosophy: once or twice I lent her a book.''And how your sister's roots have prospered in my charge. farming matters with me. You would have us encourage our sons to prove all things by their own experience. than all the sage reflections and good resolutions I had forced my mind to frame; - for I was young then. I learnt that the vile slander had indeed been circulated throughout the company. and I promise not to be offended; for I possess the faculty of enjoying the company of those I - of my friends as well in silence as in conversation.

' cried my mother. however belied by saucy words and gestures.'I'll go and ask her.''She is not. I don't pretend to be a judge of such matters.'Would you like to come in?' asked the lady. just ask her to come here a minute.' continued she. with looks of silent but deep and sorrowful regret.'I was rather. all ready for sending away; but give me your last opinion. will be like the storm to the oak.