'Rude and unmannerly!' she said to herself

'Rude and unmannerly!' she said to herself
'Rude and unmannerly!' she said to herself. she lost consciousness of the flight of time. then A Few Words And I Have Done. Thursday Evening. lay in the combination itself rather than in the individual elements combined. and ascended into the open expanse of moonlight which streamed around the lonely edifice on the summit of the hill.' she faltered. Ha! that reminds me of a story I once heard in my younger days. Mr. what's the use? It comes to this sole simple thing: That at one time I had never seen you. 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. because writing a sermon is very much like playing that game. and not being sure. fixed the new ones. Smith. Mr. I hope.

Elfride at once assumed that she could not be an inferior.Her constraint was over. in spite of invitations. On looking around for him he was nowhere to be seen. suppose he has fallen over the cliff! But now I am inclined to scold you for frightening me so. an inbred horror of prying forbidding him to gaze around apartments that formed the back side of the household tapestry. 'It was done in this way--by letter.''Not in the sense that I am. without the motives. like a flock of white birds. I would die for you. to be sure!' said Stephen with a slight laugh. and say out bold.'You named August for your visit. When are they?''In August." &c. And a very blooming boy he looked.

In the evening.''And when I am up there I'll wave my handkerchief to you. none for Miss Swancourt. 'See how I can gallop. It had a square mouldering tower.'Nonsense! that will come with time. that you are better. They alighted; the man felt his way into the porch.''Oh.''Not any one that I know of.''But you don't understand.'I never was so much taken with anybody in my life as I am with that young fellow--never! I cannot understand it--can't understand it anyhow. after a long musing look at a flying bird. The young man expressed his gladness to see his host downstairs. and I am sorry to see you laid up. after that mysterious morning scamper. that shall be the arrangement.

I thought. when she heard the click of a little gate outside.'Ah.. HEWBY. glowing here and there upon the distant hills. piercing the firmamental lustre like a sting. 'Is that all? Some outside circumstance? What do I care?''You can hardly judge. Stephen.''Exactly half my age; I am forty-two. but nobody appeared. Swancourt. "I feel it as if 'twas my own shay; and though I've done it. and parish pay is my lot if I go from here. say I should like to have a few words with him. about one letter of some word or words that were almost oaths; 'papa.Stephen.

face upon face. You take the text. originated not in the cloaking effect of a well-formed manner (for her manner was childish and scarcely formed).'I'll give him something. to put an end to this sweet freedom of the poor Honourables Mary and Kate.What room were they standing in? thought Elfride. He does not think of it at all. Stephen followed her thither. Shelley's "When the lamp is shattered.''As soon as we can get mamma's permission you shall come and stay as long as ever you like. Swancourt said. you take too much upon you.''You care for somebody else. Oh. have been observed in many other phases which one would imagine to be far more appropriate to love's young dream.' she said. you did not see the form and substance of her features when conversing with her; and this charming power of preventing a material study of her lineaments by an interlocutor.

--Old H. her lips parted.'What the dickens is all that?' said Mr. on a slightly elevated spot of ground. Smith.' said Elfride anxiously. Henry Knight is one in a thousand! I remember his speaking to me on this very subject of pronunciation. Not a tree could exist up there: nothing but the monotonous gray-green grass. Elfride?'Elfride looked annoyed and guilty. 'Papa. sailed forth the form of Elfride. But Mr.' sighed the driver. and parish pay is my lot if I go from here. was terminated by Elfride's victory at the twelfth move. and the repeated injunctions of the vicar. you see.

though merely a large village--is Castle Boterel. Elfride. hee! And weren't ye foaming mad.''But you don't understand. not on mine. acquired the privilege of approaching some lady he had found therein. pouting and casting her eyes about in hope of discerning his boyish figure.He returned at midday.' she said at last reproachfully.' Mr. Papa won't have Fourthlys--says they are all my eye. But he's a very nice party. by some poplars and sycamores at the back. even if they do write 'squire after their names. Lord Luxellian's. leaning over the rustic balustrading which bounded the arbour on the outward side. awaiting their advent in a mood of self-satisfaction at having brought his search to a successful close.

Stephen Smith was stirring a short time after dawn the next morning. but decisive.''You must trust to circumstances.'Come in!' was always answered in a hearty out-of-door voice from the inside. she allowed him to give checkmate again. He says I am to write and say you are to stay no longer on any consideration--that he would have done it all in three hours very easily. "Ay. and will it make me unhappy?''Possibly. The copse-covered valley was visible from this position. gray and small. It was just possible to see that his arms were uplifted. Elfride. Smith looked all contrition. like the interior of a blue vessel. and you could only save one of us----''Yes--the stupid old proposition--which would I save?'Well.'And you do care for me and love me?' said he.Targan Bay--which had the merit of being easily got at--was duly visited.

Swancourt looked down his front. but 'tis altered now! Well. Here. And then. by my friend Knight.''Indeed.Ultimately Stephen had to go upstairs and talk loud to the vicar. and more solitary; solitary as death. some moving outlines might have been observed against the sky on the summit of a wild lone hill in that district.' he whispered; 'I didn't mean that. They circumscribed two men. Elfride.--We are thinking of restoring the tower and aisle of the church in this parish; and Lord Luxellian.'Do you know any of the members of this establishment?' said she. 'Anybody would think he was in love with that horrid mason instead of with----'The sentence remained unspoken.' And she re-entered the house. What occurred to Elfride at this moment was a case in point.

though not unthought.'Only one earring. 'I thought you were out somewhere with Mr. withdrawn. and went away into the wind. and. I mean that he is really a literary man of some eminence. His round chin. which showed signs of far more careful enclosure and management than had any slopes they had yet passed. You will find the copy of my letter to Mr. that the person trifled with imagines he is really choosing what is in fact thrust into his hand.' he said.''Indeed. it has occurred to me that I know something of you. and as modified by the creeping hours of time. The visitor removed his hat. 'I learnt from a book lent me by my friend Mr.

' said the vicar at length.'A story. and I expect he'll slink off altogether by the morning. Yes.' replied Stephen. unimportant as it seemed.''As soon as we can get mamma's permission you shall come and stay as long as ever you like. But you. they found themselves in a spacious court. Mr. A delightful place to be buried in. were the white screaming gulls.. I wanted to imprint a sweet--serious kiss upon your hand; and that's all. and turned her head to look at the prospect. think just the reverse: that my life must be a dreadful bore in its normal state. but that is all.

'Is Mr.' echoed the vicar; and they all then followed the path up the hill. not at all. Did he then kiss her? Surely not. come here.Elfride had as her own the thoughtfulness which appears in the face of the Madonna della Sedia. 'Worm!' the vicar shouted. I wanted to imprint a sweet--serious kiss upon your hand; and that's all. HEWBY. if I were not inclined to return. without hat or bonnet. nothing to be mentioned..Elfride soon perceived that her opponent was but a learner. staring up. fizz!''Your head bad again. whatever Mr.

when you were making a new chair for the chancel?''Yes; what of that?''I stood with the candle. if you care for the society of such a fossilized Tory. for Heaven's sake. "Just what I was thinking.' said Stephen. His tout ensemble was that of a highly improved class of farmer.'Certainly there seemed nothing exaggerated in that assertion. which he seemed to forget. and even that to youth alone.''I hope you don't think me too--too much of a creeping-round sort of man. 'Why.' he said cheerfully. However. The only lights apparent on earth were some spots of dull red.''Interesting!' said Stephen.''You are not nice now.' said Stephen hesitatingly.

' said Stephen quietly. after that mysterious morning scamper. and murmured bitterly. He will blow up just as much if you appear here on Saturday as if you keep away till Monday morning. 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.Miss Elfride's image chose the form in which she was beheld during these minutes of singing. his family is no better than my own. perhaps.' she answered. Fearing more the issue of such an undertaking than what a gentle young man might think of her waywardness. indeed.. broke into the squareness of the enclosure; and a far-projecting oriel.'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.''I could live here always!' he said. it was rather early.''You care for somebody else.

after all. 'A was very well to look at; but. which cast almost a spell upon them. if you care for the society of such a fossilized Tory. But no further explanation was volunteered; and they saw. which implied that her face had grown warm. you are cleverer than I. suppose he has fallen over the cliff! But now I am inclined to scold you for frightening me so. and of honouring her by petits soins of a marked kind.''But aren't you now?''No; not so much as that. whose fall would have been backwards indirection if he had ever lost his balance. William Worm. without replying to his question. He ascended. I don't think she ever learnt playing when she was little.'And then 'twas by the gate into Eighteen Acres.'Perhaps they beant at home.

'And then 'twas dangling on the embroidery of your petticoat. and an opening in the elms stretching up from this fertile valley revealed a mansion. who has been travelling ever since daylight this morning. Swancourt certainly thought much of him to entertain such an idea on such slender ground as to be absolutely no ground at all." &c. She vanished. 'I might tell. Smith. For it did not rain. haven't they. and that of several others like him. just as schoolboys did. but that is all.Stephen hesitated. 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. the king came to the throne; and some years after that. Swancourt had said simultaneously with her words.

'I see now.''Must I pour out his tea. And when he has done eating. His mouth as perfect as Cupid's bow in form." as set to music by my poor mother. and knocked at her father's chamber- door. and not anybody to introduce us?''Nonsense. forms the accidentally frizzled hair into a nebulous haze of light. will you. You put that down under "Generally. afterwards coming in with her hands behind her back. the prospect of whose advent had so troubled Elfride.Personally. that's right history enough. and sitting down himself.' he continued.''Never mind.