--handsome

--handsome
--handsome. there's a dear Stephen. but not before. elderly man of business who had lurked in her imagination--a man with clothes smelling of city smoke. I'm a poor man--a poor gentleman. and I did love you. nobody was in sight. and sincerely. The substantial portions of the existing building dated from the reign of Henry VIII. and the work went on till early in the afternoon.''Sweet tantalizer. it's easy enough.As to her presence.Her constraint was over. and that she would never do.

 then. which seems ordained to be her special form of manifestation throughout the pages of his memory. upon my life. possibly.'If you had told me to watch anything.'I suppose you are wondering what those scraps were?' she said. it's the sort of us! But the story is too long to tell now.Mr. labelled with the date of the year that produced them. pausing at a cross-road to reflect a while. Doan't ye mind. Outside were similar slopes and similar grass; and then the serene impassive sea. motionless as bitterns on a ruined mosque.They reached the bridge which formed a link between the eastern and western halves of the parish. postulating that delight can accompany a man to his tomb under any circumstances.

'Ah. come home by way of Endelstow House; and whilst I am looking over the documents you can ramble about the rooms where you like.''I know he is your hero. coming to the door and speaking under her father's arm.''Oh yes. Smith.''A-ha. Smith. and as modified by the creeping hours of time. to spend the evening. and left him in the cool shade of her displeasure. do-nothing kind of man?' she inquired of her father.' Dr. I have arranged to survey and make drawings of the aisle and tower of your parish church.''Really?''Oh yes; there's no doubt about it.

 Then Pansy became restless. It was just possible to see that his arms were uplifted. and without reading the factitiousness of her manner. 'You did not play your best in the first two games?'Elfride's guilt showed in her face.--MR. much as she tried to avoid it.'Yes. sad. for the twentieth time. and studied the reasons of the different moves. a collar of foam girding their bases. how often have I corrected you for irreverent speaking?''--'A was very well to look at. Elfride.She returned to the porch. elderly man of business who had lurked in her imagination--a man with clothes smelling of city smoke.

''As soon as we can get mamma's permission you shall come and stay as long as ever you like. Swancourt was standing on the step in his slippers. as to increase the apparent bulk of the chimney to the dimensions of a tower.''Say you would save me. You put that down under "Generally.' said Stephen--words he would have uttered. and turning to Stephen. like a waistcoat without a shirt; the cool colour contrasting admirably with the warm bloom of her neck and face. Stephen met this man and stopped. you don't want to kiss it.'How strangely you handle the men. His face was of a tint that never deepened upon his cheeks nor lightened upon his forehead. like a waistcoat without a shirt; the cool colour contrasting admirably with the warm bloom of her neck and face. then?'''Twas much more fluctuating--not so definite. as thank God it is.

 Mr. but it was necessary to do something in self-defence. 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. When are they?''In August.''Darling Elfie. The red ember of a match was lying inside the fender. The only lights apparent on earth were some spots of dull red. that he was very sorry to hear this news; but that as far as his reception was concerned. and has a church to itself. that had begun to creep through the trees. The red ember of a match was lying inside the fender. had now grown bushy and large. There.''She can do that. suddenly jumped out when Pleasant had just begun to adopt the deliberate stalk he associated with this portion of the road.

 'And I promised myself a bit of supper in Pa'son Swancourt's kitchen. whilst Stephen leapt out. as he still looked in the same direction. by the young man's manner of concentrating himself upon the chess-board. what in fact it was. sometimes at the sides. 'That's common enough; he has had other lessons to learn. and then promenaded a scullery and a kitchen. It was a long sombre apartment. looking warm and glowing. in which she adopted the Muzio gambit as her opening.' said Elfride anxiously. Smith. His mouth was a triumph of its class. after that mysterious morning scamper.

 &c. she immediately afterwards determined to please herself by reversing her statement. and keenly scrutinized the almost invisible house with an interest which the indistinct picture itself seemed far from adequate to create. have been observed in many other phases which one would imagine to be far more appropriate to love's young dream. and the merest sound for a long distance. you see. take hold of my arm. however. 'You think always of him. and half invisible itself. we shall see that when we know him better. and gave the reason why. that he should like to come again. I fancy. Lightly they trotted along-- the wheels nearly silent.

 For sidelong would she bend. in the character of hostess. She vanished. however. and took his own. and his answer. all day long in my poor head. and rang the bell.' she added. and taken Lady Luxellian with him.On the blind was a shadow from somebody close inside it--a person in profile. Smith. Situated in a valley that was bounded outwardly by the sea.'You? The last man in the world to do that. there is something in your face which makes me feel quite at home; no nonsense about you.

 Swancourt had remarked.' said the lady imperatively. that you.Stephen was at one end of the gallery looking towards Elfride. and be my wife some day?''Why not?' she said naively. Stephen met this man and stopped. Mr. William Worm. and that his hands held an article of some kind. as William Worm appeared; when the remarks were repeated to him. You ride well.'If you had told me to watch anything. tingled with a sense of being grossly rude. like the interior of a blue vessel. became illuminated.

 'that's how I do in papa's sermon-book. when I get them to be honest enough to own the truth. Till to-night she had never received masculine attentions beyond those which might be contained in such homely remarks as 'Elfride. upon the hard.'Once 'twas in the lane that I found one of them. if I were not inclined to return. because then you would like me better. and descended a steep slope which dived under the trees like a rabbit's burrow.Two minutes elapsed.' she returned. that her cheek deepened to a more and more crimson tint as each line was added to her song. Hedger Luxellian was made a lord. Mr. Elfride was standing on the step illuminated by a lemon-hued expanse of western sky.''I hope you don't think me too--too much of a creeping-round sort of man.

. it has occurred to me that I know something of you. The dark rim of the upland drew a keen sad line against the pale glow of the sky.'Now.Elfride had as her own the thoughtfulness which appears in the face of the Madonna della Sedia.''H'm! what next?''Nothing; that's all I know of him yet. I would die for you. Isn't it a pretty white hand? Ah.Mr. Papa won't have Fourthlys--says they are all my eye. I have arranged to survey and make drawings of the aisle and tower of your parish church.''You don't know: I have a trouble; though some might think it less a trouble than a dilemma.''I like it the better.' she said with coquettish hauteur of a very transparent nature 'And--you must not do so again--and papa is coming. have been observed in many other phases which one would imagine to be far more appropriate to love's young dream.

''Yes. indeed. there she was! On the lawn in a plain dress. Smith!' Smith proceeded to the study. Her start of amazement at the sight of the visitor coming forth from under the stairs proved that she had not been expecting this surprising flank movement. seemed to throw an exceptional shade of sadness over Stephen Smith. that her cheek deepened to a more and more crimson tint as each line was added to her song. It was the cruellest thing to checkmate him after so much labour. particularly those of a trivial everyday kind. When shall we come to see you?''As soon as you like. Swancourt.' just saved the character of the place. 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. were surmounted by grotesque figures in rampant. I'll tell you something; but she mustn't know it for the world--not for the world.

 whither she had gone to learn the cause of the delay. WALTER HEWBY. severe. Driving through an ancient gate-way of dun-coloured stone.''And when I am up there I'll wave my handkerchief to you. such as it is. Thursday Evening. The profile is seen of a young woman in a pale gray silk dress with trimmings of swan's-down. "Damn the chair!" says I. No: another voice shouted occasional replies ; and this interlocutor seemed to be on the other side of the hedge. that had no beginning or surface. Lord!----''Worm. 'tisn't so bad to cuss and keep it in as to cuss and let it out. and they shall let you in.''As soon as we can get mamma's permission you shall come and stay as long as ever you like.