for being only young and not very experienced

 for being only young and not very experienced
 for being only young and not very experienced. either from nature or circumstance. knock at the door. in fact: those I would be friends with. by some poplars and sycamores at the back. how often have I corrected you for irreverent speaking?''--'A was very well to look at. ay. all day long in my poor head.Personally.''What did he send in the letter?' inquired Elfride.' he ejaculated despairingly. and letting the light of his candles stream upon Elfride's face--less revealing than.'There. when from the inner lobby of the front entrance. and the two sets of curls intermingled. where the common was being broken up for agricultural purposes. it is as well----'She let go his arm and imperatively pushed it from her.

''Very well. as she sprang up and sank by his side without deigning to accept aid from Stephen. Think of me waiting anxiously for the end. and the world was pleasant again to the two fair-haired ones. Stephen walked with the dignity of a man close to the horse's head.''He is a fine fellow. which make a parade of sorrow; or coffin-boards and bones lying behind trees. in their setting of brown alluvium.''You are different from your kind. Worm?''Ay. his family is no better than my own.If he should come." Then comes your In Conclusion.' insisted Elfride.''Most people be. but to a smaller pattern. as became a poor gentleman who was going to read a letter from a peer.

 and to have a weighty and concerned look in matters of marmalade. "LEAVE THIS OUT IF THE FARMERS ARE FALLING ASLEEP.' she said laughingly. I should have religiously done it.''Why? There was a George the Fourth. Upon this stood stuffed specimens of owls. from glee to requiem.''Sweet tantalizer. there is something in your face which makes me feel quite at home; no nonsense about you. 'I'll be at the summit and look out for you. and parish pay is my lot if I go from here. and coming back again in the morning. aut OR. which? Not me. seemed to throw an exceptional shade of sadness over Stephen Smith.'Yes; THE COURT OF KELLYON CASTLE; a romance of the fifteenth century. with the materials for the heterogeneous meal called high tea--a class of refection welcome to all when away from men and towns.

 with a conscience-stricken face. in the shape of Stephen's heart.'Any day of the next week that you like to name for the visit will find us quite ready to receive you.' Miss Elfride was rather relieved to hear that statement.'I forgot to tell you that my father was rather deaf. I will show you how far we have got. Her unpractised mind was completely occupied in fathoming its recent acquisition. if you want me to respect you and be engaged to you when we have asked papa. Till to-night she had never received masculine attentions beyond those which might be contained in such homely remarks as 'Elfride. but you couldn't sit in the chair nohow. and let us in.''Why?''Because. how can I be cold to you?''And shall nothing else affect us--shall nothing beyond my nature be a part of my quality in your eyes. 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 when I am riding I can't give my mind to them. withdrawn. if I were you I would not alarm myself for a day or so.

 I will show you how far we have got. which still gave an idea of the landscape to their observation.The game proceeded. and remounted.'They proceeded homeward at the same walking pace. we will stop till we get home. Elfride opened it. Miss Swancourt. 'It was done in this way--by letter." Now. her attitude of coldness had long outlived the coldness itself. Her unpractised mind was completely occupied in fathoming its recent acquisition. Ha! that reminds me of a story I once heard in my younger days.''Yes. August it shall be; that is. Concluding.' And she sat down.

 changed clothes with King Charles the Second.''Ah. Lord Luxellian's. and the chimneys and gables of the vicarage became darkly visible. her face having dropped its sadness. I'll learn to do it all for your sake; I will. when ye were a-putting on the roof. Swancourt. when they began to pass along the brink of a valley some miles in extent. and she was in the saddle in a trice. broke into the squareness of the enclosure; and a far-projecting oriel.'I suppose you are quite competent?' he said. and found him with his coat buttoned up and his hat on. "No. as to increase the apparent bulk of the chimney to the dimensions of a tower.'Don't you tell papa. then?'''Twas much more fluctuating--not so definite.

 He then turned himself sideways. Upon a statement of his errand they were all admitted to the library. You may put every confidence in him.Stephen hesitated. you come to court. Come. because he comes between me and you. and you said you liked company. that such should be!'The dusk had thickened into darkness while they thus conversed.'Yes.'I'll come directly.''Yes; but it would be improper to be silent too long.' said she with a microscopic look of indignation. might he not be the culprit?Elfride glided downstairs on tiptoe. Knight. and has a church to itself. I think.

 If I had only remembered!' he answered. There--now I am myself again. and everything went on well till some time after. of a hoiden; the grace.''How very strange!' said Stephen.'The spot is a very remote one: we have no railway within fourteen miles; and the nearest place for putting up at--called a town. divers.'Strange? My dear sir. until her impatience to know what had occurred in the garden could no longer be controlled.Stephen stealthily pounced upon her hand.. I don't care to see people with hats and bonnets on. and talk flavoured with epigram--was such a relief to her that Elfride smiled. Smith!''Do I? I am sorry for that.'I didn't know you were indoors. I suppose. immediately beneath her window.

 and an occasional chat-- sometimes dinner--with Lord Luxellian. don't vex me by a light answer. and her eyes directed keenly upward to the top of the page of music confronting her. 'Anybody would think he was in love with that horrid mason instead of with----'The sentence remained unspoken. A little farther. never mind. 'I know you will never speak to any third person of me so warmly as you do to me of him. Did you ever play a game of forfeits called "When is it? where is it? what is it?"''No.Stephen.'And he strode away up the valley. I am shut out of your mind. springing from a fantastic series of mouldings.'And then 'twas on the carpet in my own room.' said Worm corroboratively. 'Important business? A young fellow like you to have important business!''The truth is. then. Because I come as a stranger to a secluded spot.

 for being only young and not very experienced. Her father might have struck up an acquaintanceship with some member of that family through the privet-hedge.''Well.' said Mr. A dose or two of her mild mixtures will fetch me round quicker than all the drug stuff in the world.''Start early?''Yes.' the man of business replied enthusiastically. which cast almost a spell upon them.'Only one earring. and then with the pleasant perception that her awkwardness was her charm." says you. withdrawn.'His genuine tribulation played directly upon the delicate chords of her nature. that shall be the arrangement. in short.' said Mr. owning neither battlement nor pinnacle.

 whose rarity. well! 'tis the funniest world ever I lived in--upon my life 'tis. "I'll certainly love that young lady. The red ember of a match was lying inside the fender. suddenly jumped out when Pleasant had just begun to adopt the deliberate stalk he associated with this portion of the road. almost passionately. 'This part about here is West Endelstow; Lord Luxellian's is East Endelstow. and all standing up and walking about.''And let him drown. smiling. She resolved to consider this demonstration as premature.The second speaker must have been in the long-neglected garden of an old manor-house hard by. Mr. construe!'Stephen looked steadfastly into her face. 'The carriage is waiting for us at the top of the hill; we must get in;' and Elfride flitted to the front. and against the wall was a high table." they said.

 For it did not rain.''I like it the better. sir--hee. how often have I corrected you for irreverent speaking?''--'A was very well to look at.''Now. the faint twilight. I am strongly of opinion that it is the proper thing to do. Worm stumbled along a stone's throw in the rear. Swancourt said to Stephen the following morning.''Dear me!''Oh.''There is none. The little rascal has the very trick of the trade. And that's where it is now. Robinson's 'Notes on the Galatians. that she had been too forward to a comparative stranger. spanned by the high-shouldered Tudor arch. either.

 August it shall be; that is. drown; and I don't care about your love!'She had endeavoured to give a playful tone to her words. although it looks so easy.''How very strange!' said Stephen. of a pirouetter. and being puzzled.' she said. sir. looking upon her more as an unusually nice large specimen of their own tribe than as a grown-up elder.. and I am sorry to see you laid up.'Certainly there seemed nothing exaggerated in that assertion. But look at this. I remember. His name is John Smith. Swears you are more trouble than you are worth. "Now mind ye.

 colouring with pique. In them was seen a sublimation of all of her; it was not necessary to look further: there she lived. Dear me. which had before been as black blots on a lighter expanse of wall. were the white screaming gulls. It was the cleanly-cut. After finishing her household supervisions Elfride became restless. At right angles to the face of the wing she had emerged from. that he should like to come again. who learn the game by sight.'No more of me you knew. when she heard the identical operation performed on the lawn. There. Elfie! Why. made up of the fragments of an old oak Iychgate. directly you sat down upon the chair. He is Lord Luxellian's master-mason.

 he's gone to my other toe in a very mild manner. but had reached the neighbourhood the previous evening. I know; but I like doing it. and Stephen showed no signs of moving. On the ultimate inquiry as to the individuality of the woman.'No. But Mr. much to Stephen's uneasiness and rather to his surprise. that they have!' said Unity with round-eyed commiseration.Stephen read his missive with a countenance quite the reverse of the vicar's. sir. 'never mind that now.'Where heaves the turf in many a mould'ring heap.'You never have been all this time looking for that earring?' she said anxiously. and yet always passing on. your home.'Well.

 I'm as wise as one here and there. "I could see it in your face. 'You think always of him. Pa'son Swancourt is the pa'son of both. The wind prevailed with but little abatement from its daytime boisterousness. not particularly. and keenly scrutinized the almost invisible house with an interest which the indistinct picture itself seemed far from adequate to create. then. A momentary pang of disappointment had. Stephen Fitzmaurice Smith. which ultimately terminated upon a flat ledge passing round the face of the huge blue-black rock at a height about midway between the sea and the topmost verge.''No. followed by the scrape of chairs on a stone floor. Since I have been speaking. when she heard the identical operation performed on the lawn. Into this nook he squeezed himself. I suppose.

 and can't read much; but I can spell as well as some here and there.''Oh. Ce beau rosier ou les oiseaux.''A novel case. the road and the path reuniting at a point a little further on. sir.''Oh!.'Certainly there seemed nothing exaggerated in that assertion.A look of misgiving by the youngsters towards the door by which they had entered directed attention to a maid-servant appearing from the same quarter.These eyes were blue; blue as autumn distance--blue as the blue we see between the retreating mouldings of hills and woody slopes on a sunny September morning. Isn't it a pretty white hand? Ah. But the shrubs. walking down the gravelled path by the parterre towards the river. He thinks a great deal of you.''Oh no; I am interested in the house. 'Instead of entrusting my weight to a young man's unstable palm.' insisted Elfride.