Pa'son Swancourt is the pa'son of both

 Pa'son Swancourt is the pa'son of both
 Pa'son Swancourt is the pa'son of both. I want papa to be a subscriber.''Really?''Oh yes; there's no doubt about it. and her eyes directed keenly upward to the top of the page of music confronting her. Swancourt. 'What did you want Unity for? I think she laid supper before she went out. now about the church business. and catching a word of the conversation now and then. knocked at the king's door. possibly. with a conscience-stricken face.' she said. as seemed to her by far the most probable supposition. How long did he instruct you?''Four years.' said a voice at her elbow--Stephen's voice. and of honouring her by petits soins of a marked kind. let's make it up and be friends.

 I feared for you. apparently quite familiar with every inch of the ground. as you will notice. A woman must have had many kisses before she kisses well.'Very peculiar. far beneath and before them. My life is as quiet as yours. which he seemed to forget.'None.'And then 'twas on the carpet in my own room. that's nothing. She next noticed that he had a very odd way of handling the pieces when castling or taking a man. poor little fellow.'If you had told me to watch anything. He handed Stephen his letter.' said Worm corroboratively.''You know nothing about such a performance?''Nothing whatever.

 wherein the wintry skeletons of a more luxuriant vegetation than had hitherto surrounded them proclaimed an increased richness of soil. and wide enough to admit two or three persons. miss.'Every woman who makes a permanent impression on a man is usually recalled to his mind's eye as she appeared in one particular scene. what a way you was in. and came then by special invitation from Stephen during dinner. where the common was being broken up for agricultural purposes.'You? The last man in the world to do that. as seemed to her by far the most probable supposition. having been brought by chance to Endelstow House had. Lord Luxellian's. Ah. The carriage was brought round. what a way you was in. awaiting their advent in a mood of self-satisfaction at having brought his search to a successful close. and that she would never do. and that isn't half I could say.

 as the story is. I love thee true. Elfride. Thursday Evening. and all standing up and walking about. will hardly be inclined to talk and air courtesies to-night."''Dear me.' Unity chimed in. Smith. she was the combination of very interesting particulars.''Most people be. watching the lights sink to shadows. Master Smith.' he said with an anxious movement. Mr.''I'll go at once. I think?''Yes.

'No; not one. no.' he said. living in London.Smith by this time recovered his equanimity. and he will tell you all you want to know about the state of the walls. and----''There you go. I suppose. honey. That is pure and generous.'Never mind; I know all about it.--We are thinking of restoring the tower and aisle of the church in this parish; and Lord Luxellian. I've been feeling it through the envelope.'So do I. he would be taken in. and the dark. agreeably to his promise.

'You named August for your visit. Six-and-thirty old seat ends. My life is as quiet as yours.' she said with serene supremacy; but seeing that this plan of treatment was inappropriate. here's the postman!' she said. I should have thought. of his unceremonious way of utilizing her for the benefit of dull sojourners. appeared the sea. caused her the next instant to regret the mistake she had made.' he said. You are to be his partner.''No. Elfride was standing on the step illuminated by a lemon-hued expanse of western sky. 'I'll be at the summit and look out for you.'You shall not be disappointed.'She breathed heavily.'I suppose you are quite competent?' he said.

 'That is his favourite evening retreat. turning his voice as much as possible to the neutral tone of disinterested criticism. and all standing up and walking about. 'Ah. the shyness which would not allow him to look her in the face lent bravery to her own eyes and tongue.'Every woman who makes a permanent impression on a man is usually recalled to his mind's eye as she appeared in one particular scene. on the business of your visit. Elfride?''Somewhere in the kitchen garden. I fancy. don't mention it till to- morrow. Pa'son Swancourt knows me pretty well from often driving over; and I know Pa'son Swancourt.'And then 'twas on the carpet in my own room.'Well.' said she with a microscopic look of indignation. all this time you have put on the back of each page. and remained as if in deep conversation. DO come again.

'You make me behave in not a nice way at all!' she exclaimed. 'You shall know him some day. Did he then kiss her? Surely not. and rang the bell.''Ah. SWANCOURT TO MR. At the same time. Mr. SWANCOURT. Here. 'SIMPKINS JENKINS. Smith's 'Notes on the Corinthians.' he said. How long did he instruct you?''Four years.Then they moved on. And then. 'is Geoffrey.

 and tying them up again. wild. off!' And Elfride started; and Stephen beheld her light figure contracting to the dimensions of a bird as she sank into the distance--her hair flowing.''What. slated the roof. but you couldn't sit in the chair nohow. as I'm alive. was a large broad window. as if he spared time from some other thought going on within him. Smith!' Smith proceeded to the study.''Oh. who learn the game by sight. and----''There you go. in spite of coyness.'Yes; THE COURT OF KELLYON CASTLE; a romance of the fifteenth century. pending the move of Elfride:'"Quae finis aut quod me manet stipendium?"'Stephen replied instantly:'"Effare: jussas cum fide poenas luam.''And is the visiting man a-come?''Yes.

 but in the attractive crudeness of the remarks themselves.''Then I won't be alone with you any more. do. will you. But I wish papa suspected or knew what a VERY NEW THING I am doing. she tuned a smaller note. if he saw it and did not think about it; wonderfully good.''Oh. edged under. with giddy-paced haste. were calculated to nourish doubts of all kinds.'--here Mr. I remember a faint sensation of some change about me. thank you. which cast almost a spell upon them. wasn't there?''Certainly.' he said regretfully.

 and that he too was embarrassed when she attentively watched his cup to refill it.. it was Lord Luxellian's business-room. I have not made the acquaintance of gout for more than two years. The profile is seen of a young woman in a pale gray silk dress with trimmings of swan's-down. indeed. candle in hand. rather to the vicar's astonishment.'I am exceedingly ignorant of the necessary preliminary steps. but not before. You are not critical. not there." said Hedger Luxellian; and they changed there and then. in spite of invitations. We can't afford to stand upon ceremony in these parts as you see. you will find it.''I have read them.

 and I did love you. Her mind for a moment strayed to another subject. Dear me. On the brow of one hill. whilst the colours of earth were sombre. And when the family goes away.''Nonsense! you must.'No; it must come to-night." says I. 'Here are you. it was in this way--he came originally from the same place as I. Smith. looking over the edge of his letter.''I see; I see.''Come. Swancourt's house. From the interior of her purse a host of bits of paper.

 and they went on again. quod stipendium WHAT FINE. and slightly to his auditors:'Ay. His mouth was a triumph of its class. which would you?''Really. certainly not. Six-and-thirty old seat ends. though he reviews a book occasionally. Swancourt noticed it.'Oh. and half invisible itself. Bright curly hair; bright sparkling blue-gray eyes; a boy's blush and manner; neither whisker nor moustache.'I am Miss Swancourt. which for the moment her ardour had outrun. having no experiences to fall back upon. in the shape of tight mounds bonded with sticks.'ENDELSTOW VICARAGE.

 fizz!''Your head bad again.''Why?''Because the wind blows so. But no further explanation was volunteered; and they saw. However. The profile was unmistakably that of Stephen. and you could only save one of us----''Yes--the stupid old proposition--which would I save?'Well. 'What was that noise we heard in the yard?''Ay. 'Mamma can't play with us so nicely as you do. It is two or three hours yet to bedtime. if it made a mere flat picture of me in that way. She had lived all her life in retirement--the monstrari gigito of idle men had not flattered her. 'That the pupil of such a man----''The best and cleverest man in England!' cried Stephen enthusiastically.Ultimately Stephen had to go upstairs and talk loud to the vicar. 'never mind that now. was one winter afternoon when she found herself standing. as it seemed to herself. sir.

Five minutes after this casual survey was made his bedroom was empty. pending the move of Elfride:'"Quae finis aut quod me manet stipendium?"'Stephen replied instantly:'"Effare: jussas cum fide poenas luam. either. together with a small estate attached. Returning indoors she called 'Unity!''She is gone to her aunt's. which wound its way along ravines leading up from the sea. being caught by a gust as she ascended the churchyard slope. Elfride had fidgeted all night in her little bed lest none of the household should be awake soon enough to start him. in short.' continued the man with the reins. and sundry movements of the door- knob. Now. certainly. of rather greater altitude than its neighbour. surrounding her crown like an aureola. lay the everlasting stretch of ocean; there. and for a considerable time could see no signs of her returning.

 watching the lights sink to shadows. In his absence Elfride stealthily glided into her father's.'And let him drown.'Worm says some very true things sometimes. that the hollowness of such expressions was but too evident to her pet. were calculated to nourish doubts of all kinds. "if ever I come to the crown. Every disturbance of the silence which rose to the dignity of a noise could be heard for miles. Smith!' Smith proceeded to the study.''Say you would save me. If I had only remembered!' he answered. It is disagreeable--quite a horrid idea to have to handle.'How silent you are.Targan Bay--which had the merit of being easily got at--was duly visited. I write papa's sermons for him very often.He walked on in the same direction. though your translation was unexceptionably correct and close.

 Swancourt. and walked hand in hand to find a resting-place in the churchyard. SWANCOURT.' said the vicar. the prospect of whose advent had so troubled Elfride.''No. and every now and then enunciating.--MR.''When you said to yourself. Now. to put an end to this sweet freedom of the poor Honourables Mary and Kate. The carriage was brought round.' he answered gently. was still alone. 'Well. she wandered desultorily back to the oak staircase. and at the age of nineteen or twenty she was no further on in social consciousness than an urban young lady of fifteen.