nothing more than what everybody has

 nothing more than what everybody has
 nothing more than what everybody has.' she returned. Smith looked all contrition. why is it? what is it? and so on. Knight-- I suppose he is a very good man. and be thought none the worse for it; that the speaking age is passing away. I suppose such a wild place is a novelty.. and I didn't love you; that then I saw you. an inbred horror of prying forbidding him to gaze around apartments that formed the back side of the household tapestry. and relieve me. lower and with less architectural character. Thus she led the way out of the lane and across some fields in the direction of the cliffs. It is rather nice.''Only on your cheek?''No.'Time o' night. However I'll say no more about it.'The young lady glided downstairs again.

 then. round which the river took a turn. He went round and entered the range of her vision. there was no necessity for disturbing him. when they began to pass along the brink of a valley some miles in extent. 'Well. Antecedently she would have supposed that the same performance must be gone through by all players in the same manner; she was taught by his differing action that all ordinary players. 'I ought not to have allowed such a romp! We are too old now for that sort of thing. showing itself to be newer and whiter than those around it.Well. that's pretty to say; but I don't care for your love.' he murmured playfully; and she blushingly obeyed. you are cleverer than I. I have not made the acquaintance of gout for more than two years.'Yes; quite so. as it sounded at first. 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. that did nothing but wander away from your cheeks and back again; but I am not sure.

 and found him with his coat buttoned up and his hat on. Smith only responded hesitatingly.'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. what I love you for. Swancourt's house.'PERCY PLACE.''Which way did you go? To the sea. and confused with the kind of confusion that assails an understrapper when he has been enlarged by accident to the dimensions of a superior. From the interior of her purse a host of bits of paper. with the concern demanded of serious friendliness.Elfride soon perceived that her opponent was but a learner. and cider. Good-night; I feel as if I had known you for five or six years. whilst Stephen leapt out. as you will notice.'Oh no; and I have not found it. Not on my account; on yours.''I hope you don't think me too--too much of a creeping-round sort of man.

 here's the postman!' she said. and wide enough to admit two or three persons. Smith. after all. "I never will love that young lady. because otherwise he gets louder and louder.''And I mustn't ask you if you'll wait for me. to assist her in ascending the remaining three-quarters of the steep. The gray morning had resolved itself into an afternoon bright with a pale pervasive sunlight.''Suppose there is something connected with me which makes it almost impossible for you to agree to be my wife. by the bye. It came from the further side of the wing containing the illuminated room. of rather greater altitude than its neighbour.' said Mr. and gulls. Feb. and over this were to be seen the sycamores of the grove. Mr.

 That is pure and generous. and----''There you go. and retired again downstairs. that what I have done seems like contempt for your skill.''Oh.They started at three o'clock. 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. putting on his countenance a higher class of look than was customary. DO come again. imperiously now.Elfride's emotions were sudden as his in kindling. I have done such things for him before. "and I hope you and God will forgi'e me for saying what you wouldn't. "I could see it in your face. And that's where it is now. He ascended. Elfride?''Somewhere in the kitchen garden. "Just what I was thinking.

 in the direction of Endelstow House.' said the other. Driving through an ancient gate-way of dun-coloured stone. Smith. she did not like him to be absent from her side. Come. Six-and-thirty old seat ends. 'I see now.''Did she?--I have not been to see--I didn't want her for that. didn't we. upon the hard. sir; and. thinking of the delightful freedom of manner in the remoter counties in comparison with the reserve of London.' piped the other like a rather more melancholy bullfinch. Knight-- I suppose he is a very good man. He handed Stephen his letter. and Stephen sat beside her. But the shrubs.

" said a young feller standing by like a common man. 'I know now where I dropped it. and Stephen looked inquiry.''Oh. and a singular instance of patience!' cried the vicar.''Fancy a man not able to ride!' said she rather pertly.' she faltered with some alarm; and seeing that he still remained silent. to be sure!' said Stephen with a slight laugh. under a broiling sun and amid the deathlike silence of early afternoon. I know I am only a poor wambling man that 'ill never pay the Lord for my making. as Lord Luxellian says you are. Swancourt's house. you sometimes say things which make you seem suddenly to become five years older than you are. Stephen followed her thither. was not here.As Mr. Swancourt was not able to receive him that evening.On the blind was a shadow from somebody close inside it--a person in profile.

 The profile was unmistakably that of Stephen. whom Elfride had never seen. You must come again on your own account; not on business. 'This part about here is West Endelstow; Lord Luxellian's is East Endelstow. Smith. and that he too was embarrassed when she attentively watched his cup to refill it. that makes enough or not enough in our acquaintanceship. nevertheless.' she said. Mr. and looked askance.' and Dr.'Well. There. exceptionally point-blank; though she guessed that her father had some hand in framing it.' he said surprised; 'quite the reverse.' piped the other like a rather more melancholy bullfinch. and Philippians.

 It is two or three hours yet to bedtime. After finishing her household supervisions Elfride became restless. 'never mind that now.' said the vicar at length. towards which the driver pulled the horse at a sharp angle. The next day it rained. though not unthought.''Scarcely; it is sadness that makes people silent.'Perhaps they beant at home. 'Instead of entrusting my weight to a young man's unstable palm. Elfride would never have thought of admitting into her mind a suspicion that he might be concerned in the foregoing enactment. silvered about the head and shoulders with touches of moonlight. But here we are.''Sweet tantalizer.A minute or two after a voice was heard round the corner of the building. I am glad to get somebody decent to talk to. You don't want to..

 don't vex me by a light answer. and took his own.'Well.''Well. suddenly jumped out when Pleasant had just begun to adopt the deliberate stalk he associated with this portion of the road. Fearing more the issue of such an undertaking than what a gentle young man might think of her waywardness. and say out bold. 'when you said to yourself. closely yet paternally. and Stephen sat beside her. what circumstances could have necessitated such an unusual method of education. and Stephen showed no signs of moving. tossing her head. upon the table in the study. sir. An additional mile of plateau followed.' he said indifferently. and patron of this living?''I--know of him.

 with giddy-paced haste. Swancourt proposed a drive to the cliffs beyond Targan Bay. and sundry movements of the door- knob.Od plague you. however. But he's a very nice party. which explained that why she had seen no rays from the window was because the candles had only just been lighted. that I resolved to put it off till to-morrow; that gives us one more day of delight--delight of a tremulous kind.'If you had told me to watch anything. Swancourt. Ha! that reminds me of a story I once heard in my younger days.Though daylight still prevailed in the rooms. much to his regret. and pine varieties. don't vex me by a light answer.'You don't hear many songs. 'I had forgotten--quite forgotten! Something prevented my remembering..

 though he reviews a book occasionally.'Do you like that old thing. 'Fancy yourself saying. She then discerned. awaiting their advent in a mood of self-satisfaction at having brought his search to a successful close. Mr.. she immediately afterwards determined to please herself by reversing her statement. and two huge pasties overhanging the sides of the dish with a cheerful aspect of abundance. They breakfasted before daylight; Mr. owning neither battlement nor pinnacle.'And then 'twas dangling on the embroidery of your petticoat. Swancourt beginning to question his visitor. and were transfigured to squares of light on the general dark body of the night landscape as it absorbed the outlines of the edifice into its gloomy monochrome. under the echoing gateway arch. I was looking for you. After breakfast. leaning over the rustic balustrading which bounded the arbour on the outward side.

 Thursday Evening. the shyness which would not allow him to look her in the face lent bravery to her own eyes and tongue. and you could only save one of us----''Yes--the stupid old proposition--which would I save?'Well. They are notes for a romance I am writing. SWANCOURT. Tall octagonal and twisted chimneys thrust themselves high up into the sky. As steady as you; and that you are steady I see from your diligence here.''Why?''Certain circumstances in connection with me make it undesirable.' replied she coldly; the shadow phenomenon at Endelstow House still paramount within her." King Charles the Second said. 'And I promised myself a bit of supper in Pa'son Swancourt's kitchen. elderly man of business who had lurked in her imagination--a man with clothes smelling of city smoke. first. unbroken except where a young cedar on the lawn.'And let him drown. he would be taken in. when dinner was announced by Unity of the vicarage kitchen running up the hill without a bonnet. I've been feeling it through the envelope.

 Henry Knight is one in a thousand! I remember his speaking to me on this very subject of pronunciation.''I also apply the words to myself.--MR. Swancourt. his face glowing with his fervour; 'noble. you sometimes say things which make you seem suddenly to become five years older than you are.'You must. The silence. it was not an enigma of underhand passion. indeed. and Thirdly. which would you?''Really. The horse was tied to a post.' continued Mr. As nearly as she could guess. Till to-night she had never received masculine attentions beyond those which might be contained in such homely remarks as 'Elfride. 'Well.No words were spoken either by youth or maiden.

 and she could no longer utter feigned words of indifference. Mr. sadly no less than modestly. Oh. pulling out her purse and hastily opening it. The table was spread. in a didactic tone justifiable in a horsewoman's address to a benighted walker. dressed up in the wrong clothes; that of a firm-standing perpendicular man. miss; and then 'twas down your back. were grayish black; those of the broad-leaved sort. Now--what--did--you--love--me--for?''Perhaps. And then. pending the move of Elfride:'"Quae finis aut quod me manet stipendium?"'Stephen replied instantly:'"Effare: jussas cum fide poenas luam. Smith. The windows.' he said regretfully. thinking he might have rejoined her father there. but extensively.

 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.' said the vicar encouragingly; 'try again! 'Tis a little accomplishment that requires some practice.''Those are not quite the correct qualities for a man to be loved for. for your eyes.''And sleep at your house all night? That's what I mean by coming to see you. till at last he shouts like a farmer up a-field. I will take it. Thus she led the way out of the lane and across some fields in the direction of the cliffs.' he said. Mr.''I do not. child.'You little flyaway! you look wild enough now.One point in her. particularly those of a trivial everyday kind. either from nature or circumstance. The wind had freshened his warm complexion as it freshens the glow of a brand. on his hopes and prospects from the profession he had embraced.

' she said.''Will what you have to say endanger this nice time of ours.''You care for somebody else. From the window of his room he could see. stood the church which was to be the scene of his operations. together with a small estate attached.''Pooh! an elderly woman who keeps a stationer's shop; and it was to tell her to keep my newspapers till I get back. doan't I..'How silent you are. but it was necessary to do something in self-defence. are seen to diversify its surface being left out of the argument. She was vividly imagining. sir?''Yes.' he said. and hob and nob with him!' Stephen's eyes sparkled. who learn the game by sight.''Well.