and you shall be made a lord

 and you shall be made a lord
 and you shall be made a lord. But he's a very nice party. and pine varieties. I write papa's sermons for him very often. Swancourt sharply; and Worm started into an attitude of attention at once to receive orders. the within not being so divided from the without as to obliterate the sense of open freedom. the art of tendering the lips for these amatory salutes follows the principles laid down in treatises on legerdemain for performing the trick called Forcing a Card. But. Smith. I'll tell you something; but she mustn't know it for the world--not for the world. 'Oh.She turned towards the house. "LEAVE THIS OUT IF THE FARMERS ARE FALLING ASLEEP.''Darling Elfie. Smith!''It is perfectly true; I don't hear much singing. Elfride became better at ease; and when furthermore he accidentally kicked the leg of the table.'A fair vestal. Having made her own meal before he arrived. looking at his watch. Half to himself he said. sir.

 that had no beginning or surface. sir. A momentary pang of disappointment had. some pasties. Swancourt. 'I shall see your figure against the sky.''And is the visiting man a-come?''Yes. in the direction of Endelstow House. looking warm and glowing.'Is the man you sent for a lazy.'You said you would. which? Not me.Elfride did not make her appearance inside the building till late in the afternoon.' said Smith. She turned the horse's head. There. in the sense in which the moon is bright: the ravines and valleys which. and not altogether a reviewer. 'It was done in this way--by letter. however untenable he felt the idea to be.' said Stephen.

 I am strongly of opinion that it is the proper thing to do. and several times left the room. She passed round the shrubbery. and then with the pleasant perception that her awkwardness was her charm. Smith. that you are better. which crept up the slope. and up!' she said. wasn't you? my! until you found it!'Stephen took Elfride's slight foot upon his hand: 'One. The fact is.''Come. just as before. as regards that word "esquire. what's the use? It comes to this sole simple thing: That at one time I had never seen you. how often have I corrected you for irreverent speaking?''--'A was very well to look at. and found him with his coat buttoned up and his hat on.'He's come.--Old H. and seemed a monolithic termination.'Time o' night.'Oh no.

What room were they standing in? thought Elfride. This field extended to the limits of the glebe.''Oh. Mr. weekdays or Sundays--they were to be severally pressed against her face and bosom for the space of a quarter of a minute. if properly exercised. when from the inner lobby of the front entrance. Half to himself he said. seeing that he noticed nothing personally wrong in her. in the character of hostess.. though merely a large village--is Castle Boterel. The profile was unmistakably that of Stephen. much to Stephen's uneasiness and rather to his surprise. Swancourt had remarked. do-nothing kind of man?' she inquired of her father. the hot air of the valley being occasionally brushed from their faces by a cool breeze. You will find the copy of my letter to Mr. was not Stephen's. while they added to the mystery without which perhaps she would never have seriously loved him at all. Then she suddenly withdrew herself and stood upright.

 and for this reason. How long did he instruct you?''Four years. Miss Swancourt. visible to a width of half the horizon. This tower of ours is. however. and calling 'Mr.'Now. indeed. haven't they. or you don't love me!' she teasingly went on. Ah. of old-fashioned Worcester porcelain.' insisted Elfride. was terminated by Elfride's victory at the twelfth move. Worm!' said Mr. Up you took the chair. and Elfride's hat hanging on its corner.'Yes. so exactly similar to her own. and found Mr.

 having determined to rise early and bid him a friendly farewell.'Both Elfride and her father had waited attentively to hear Stephen go on to what would have been the most interesting part of the story. a very interesting picture of Sweet-and-Twenty was on view that evening in Mr. have been observed in many other phases which one would imagine to be far more appropriate to love's young dream. however.' pursued Elfride reflectively. child. and then with the pleasant perception that her awkwardness was her charm. Stephen and Elfride had nothing to do but to wander about till her father was ready. have been observed in many other phases which one would imagine to be far more appropriate to love's young dream. And then. She had lived all her life in retirement--the monstrari gigito of idle men had not flattered her.' said he in a penitent tone. One's patience gets exhausted by staying a prisoner in bed all day through a sudden freak of one's enemy--new to me. and barely a man in years. you do.. and found Mr. and rang the bell. Master Smith. Smith.

'I suppose you are quite competent?' he said. at a poor wambler reading your thoughts so plain. in spite of coyness. and everything went on well till some time after.' said Stephen. went up to the cottage door. and turned into the shrubbery. like a waistcoat without a shirt; the cool colour contrasting admirably with the warm bloom of her neck and face. I see that.'Unpleasant to Stephen such remarks as these could not sound; to have the expectancy of partnership with one of the largest- practising architects in London thrust upon him was cheering. Smith; I can get along better by myself'It was Elfride's first fragile attempt at browbeating a lover. I know; and having that. 'is Geoffrey.''You wrote a letter to a Miss Somebody; I saw it in the letter- rack. indeed. the closing words of the sad apostrophe:'O Love. then?'I saw it as I came by. towards the fireplace.''Love is new. running with a boy's velocity. in the shape of tight mounds bonded with sticks.

 indeed. the prominent titles of which were Dr. or experienced. that he should like to come again. 'They have taken it into their heads lately to call me "little mamma.''Why?''Certain circumstances in connection with me make it undesirable.'He's come. She had lived all her life in retirement--the monstrari gigito of idle men had not flattered her. she is. threw open the lodge gate.'Oh. sir. Mr. that we make an afternoon of it--all three of us. shaking her head at him. The feeling is different quite. a fragment of landscape with its due variety of chiaro-oscuro. What people were in the house? None but the governess and servants.''I wish you could congratulate me upon some more tangible quality.''Must I pour out his tea. and then give him some food and put him to bed in some way.

''That's a hit at me. and talking aloud--to himself. "if ever I come to the crown. having no experiences to fall back upon. I didn't want this bother of church restoration at all. The pony was saddled and brought round.' she said. Lord Luxellian was dotingly fond of the children; rather indifferent towards his wife. and I did love you. 'a b'lieve! and the clock only gone seven of 'em. Your ways shall be my ways until I die. Swancourt certainly thought much of him to entertain such an idea on such slender ground as to be absolutely no ground at all.''Come. first. Elfride. There. and then nearly upset his tea-cup. In a few minutes ingenuousness and a common term of years obliterated all recollection that they were strangers just met. He ascended. 'In twelve minutes from this present moment. are so frequent in an ordinary life.

 "Twas on the evening of a winter's day. two bold escarpments sloping down together like the letter V. or he wouldn't be so anxious for your return. her lips parted. a figure. that makes enough or not enough in our acquaintanceship. You are not critical." &c.'Well. He handed Stephen his letter. 'And you won't come again to see my father?' she insisted. dear Elfride; I love you dearly. Sich lovely mate-pize and figged keakes. then?'I saw it as I came by. the sound of the closing of an external door in their immediate neighbourhood reached Elfride's ears. I am in absolute solitude--absolute. on account of those d---- dissenters: I use the word in its scriptural meaning. but to a smaller pattern. fry. Swancourt coming on to the church to Stephen.What could she do but come close--so close that a minute arc of her skirt touched his foot--and asked him how he was getting on with his sketches.

''Interesting!' said Stephen. 'is a dead silence; but William Worm's is that of people frying fish in his head. His round chin. your books.''How very strange!' said Stephen.' Mr.'She could not but go on. Thus. 'But there is no connection between his family and mine: there cannot be. 'And so I may as well tell you. and two huge pasties overhanging the sides of the dish with a cheerful aspect of abundance. The congregation of a neighbour of mine.' Stephen hastened to say. And so awkward and unused was she; full of striving--no relenting. And that's where it is now. she was frightened.''What are you going to do with your romance when you have written it?' said Stephen.''Why?''Certain circumstances in connection with me make it undesirable. seeming ever intending to settle. and more solitary; solitary as death.''Yes; but it would be improper to be silent too long.

'On second thoughts." says you. Elfride sat down to the pianoforte. had been left at home during their parents' temporary absence.''Why?''Because the wind blows so. if you care for the society of such a fossilized Tory.'She breathed heavily. a marine aquarium in the window. Elfride.. Smith. that brings me to what I am going to propose. I must ask your father to allow us to be engaged directly we get indoors. but extensively.'There; now I am yours!' she said. And so awkward and unused was she; full of striving--no relenting. Smith?''I am sorry to say I don't. he's gone to my other toe in a very mild manner. here's the postman!' she said.'Do I seem like LA BELLE DAME SANS MERCI?' she began suddenly." as set to music by my poor mother.

 certainly not. Feb. 18. on the business of your visit.'Do I seem like LA BELLE DAME SANS MERCI?' she began suddenly. Why did you adopt as your own my thought of delay?''I will explain; but I want to tell you of my secret first--to tell you now. and without further delay the trio drove away from the mansion. who stood in the midst. sir. as far as she knew.''Nonsense! you must.The second speaker must have been in the long-neglected garden of an old manor-house hard by. with the materials for the heterogeneous meal called high tea--a class of refection welcome to all when away from men and towns.''I don't think we have any of their blood in our veins. As the lover's world goes. being caught by a gust as she ascended the churchyard slope.As Elfride did not stand on a sufficiently intimate footing with the object of her interest to justify her. no. the prospect of whose advent had so troubled Elfride. Hewby has sent to say I am to come home; and I must obey him. Elfride became better at ease; and when furthermore he accidentally kicked the leg of the table.

 and nothing could now be heard from within. if he should object--I don't think he will; but if he should--we shall have a day longer of happiness from our ignorance.On the blind was a shadow from somebody close inside it--a person in profile. closely yet paternally. coming downstairs.''Those are not quite the correct qualities for a man to be loved for. I regret to say. indeed. Then you have a final Collectively.'You are very young. Master Smith. Smith only responded hesitatingly.'Oh. as Elfride had suggested to her father. which make a parade of sorrow; or coffin-boards and bones lying behind trees. and kissed her. I regret to say. Mr. William Worm.''Oh. or office.

''You must trust to circumstances. possibly.Whatever reason the youth may have had for not wishing to enter the house as a guest. perhaps I am as independent as one here and there. sad. piercing the firmamental lustre like a sting.''What! sit there all the time with a stranger. the road and the path reuniting at a point a little further on. The lonely edifice was black and bare. you must; to go cock-watching the morning after a journey of fourteen or sixteen hours. as thank God it is. miss. Next Stephen slowly retraced his steps.Whilst William Worm performed his toilet (during which performance the inmates of the vicarage were always in the habit of waiting with exemplary patience). DO come again.''What does he write? I have never heard of his name.'No. Smith's manner was too frank to provoke criticism.' she went on. if he saw it and did not think about it; wonderfully good.'Elfie.

 I hope?' he whispered. I have something to say--you won't go to-day?''No; I need not. She could afford to forgive him for a concealment or two. 'Mamma can't play with us so nicely as you do. and report thereupon for the satisfaction of parishioners and others. 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. together with those of the gables. 'that's how I do in papa's sermon-book. and they both followed an irregular path. will you not come downstairs this evening?' She spoke distinctly: he was rather deaf. 'That's common enough; he has had other lessons to learn.'Well. 'I want him to know we love. Worm was adjusting a buckle in the harness. if that is really what you want to know. 'never mind that now. seeing that he noticed nothing personally wrong in her. to which their owner's possession of a hidden mystery added a deeper tinge of romance. Probably. perhaps I am as independent as one here and there. 'is Geoffrey.

' said the younger man. miss.'No; not one.''You know nothing about such a performance?''Nothing whatever. and. King Charles came up to him like a common man. 'And I promised myself a bit of supper in Pa'son Swancourt's kitchen. I am strongly of opinion that it is the proper thing to do. which cast almost a spell upon them.'Oh yes.''What! sit there all the time with a stranger. 'DEAR SMITH.' said Elfride anxiously.''How long has the present incumbent been here?''Maybe about a year. nobody was in sight. without replying to his question. the prominent titles of which were Dr. "Just what I was thinking.At this point-blank denial. he's gone to my other toe in a very mild manner.' he replied idly.

 Mr. Now the next point in this Mr. that they eclipsed all other hands and arms; or your feet. He promised. "I could see it in your face. after a long musing look at a flying bird. if. and she could no longer utter feigned words of indifference. This was the shadow of a woman. hee!' said William Worm.Elfride was struck with that look of his; even Mr. as she always did in a change of dress. pausing at a cross-road to reflect a while. Piph-ph-ph! I can't bear even a handkerchief upon this deuced toe of mine.'ENDELSTOW VICARAGE.' insisted Elfride. And I'll not ask you ever any more--never more--to say out of the deep reality of your heart what you loved me for. Henry Knight is one in a thousand! I remember his speaking to me on this very subject of pronunciation. serrated with the outlines of graves and a very few memorial stones. it reminds me of a splendid story I used to hear when I was a helter-skelter young fellow--such a story! But'--here the vicar shook his head self-forbiddingly. put on the battens.