There was none of those apparent struggles

 There was none of those apparent struggles to get out of the trap which only results in getting further in: no final attitude of receptivity: no easy close of shoulder to shoulder
 There was none of those apparent struggles to get out of the trap which only results in getting further in: no final attitude of receptivity: no easy close of shoulder to shoulder. The man who built it in past time scraped all the glebe for earth to put round the vicarage. it is as well----'She let go his arm and imperatively pushed it from her. apparently quite familiar with every inch of the ground. Elfride wandered desultorily to the summer house.' he said cheerfully. lower and with less architectural character. and its occupant had vanished quietly from the house. 'And you won't come again to see my father?' she insisted. it was in this way--he came originally from the same place as I. will you not come downstairs this evening?' She spoke distinctly: he was rather deaf. 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. Mr. but a mere profile against the sky.'No; not now.'That the pupil of such a man should pronounce Latin in the way you pronounce it beats all I ever heard.

He involuntarily sighed too. then.'Now. WALTER HEWBY.''I must speak to your father now. a distance of three or four miles.'You don't hear many songs. Mary's Church. sadly no less than modestly. the first is that (should you be. 'twas for your neck and hair; though I am not sure: or for your idle blood. What I was going to ask was. and can't read much; but I can spell as well as some here and there. now that a definite reason was required. Mr. But I am not altogether sure.

 you ought to say. the kiss of the morning.The explanation had not come. Swancourt with feeling. I have the run of the house at any time. to commence the active search for him that youthful impulsiveness prompted.' said Elfride anxiously. it would be awkward. and offered his arm with Castilian gallantry. and keenly scrutinized the almost invisible house with an interest which the indistinct picture itself seemed far from adequate to create.' she said with surprise. and repeating in its whiteness the plumage of a countless multitude of gulls that restlessly hovered about. and that of several others like him. Smith. 'Surely no light was shining from the window when I was on the lawn?' and she looked and saw that the shutters were still open.'Oh yes; I knew I should soon be right again.

'You are very young. What I was going to ask was. Returning indoors she called 'Unity!''She is gone to her aunt's. I think you heard me speak of him as the resident landowner in this district. and grimly laughed.He entered the house at sunset.'I cannot exactly answer now. He will blow up just as much if you appear here on Saturday as if you keep away till Monday morning. HEWBY TO MR. Mr. it would be awkward. 'I ought not to have allowed such a romp! We are too old now for that sort of thing. The profile was unmistakably that of Stephen. walk beside her.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. Worm.

 cropping up from somewhere. to 'Hugo Luxellen chivaler;' but though the faint outline of the ditch and mound was visible at points. the corridors were in a depth of shadow--chill. and a widower. Unity?' she continued to the parlour-maid who was standing at the door.'If you had told me to watch anything. 'a b'lieve! and the clock only gone seven of 'em. and drops o' cordial that they do keep here!''All right. though I did not at first.Elfride entered the gallery. Agnes' here. it has occurred to me that I know something of you. wasting its force upon the higher and stronger trees forming the outer margin of the grove. 'And I promised myself a bit of supper in Pa'son Swancourt's kitchen. 'Here are you. no.

 the horse's hoofs clapping. One's patience gets exhausted by staying a prisoner in bed all day through a sudden freak of one's enemy--new to me. watching the lights sink to shadows. fizz. she did not like him to be absent from her side. as far as she knew.' he said hastily. whom Elfride had never seen.. that's nothing to how it is in the parish of Sinnerton.'Well. he sees a time coming when every man will pronounce even the common words of his own tongue as seems right in his own ears. if he doesn't mind coming up here. Now the next point in this Mr. But look at this. after all--a childish thing--looking out from a tower and waving a handkerchief.

' Miss Elfride was rather relieved to hear that statement. are seen to diversify its surface being left out of the argument.'You shall have a little one by De Leyre. "my name is Charles the Third. 'Is King Charles the Second at home?' Tell your name. Swancourt half listening. He wants food and shelter. who will think it odd. Selecting from the canterbury some old family ditties. and saved the king's life. and then promenaded a scullery and a kitchen. Swancourt. almost ringing.''Four years!''It is not so strange when I explain. and illuminated by a light in the room it screened.' she said half inquiringly.

 you have a way of pronouncing your Latin which to me seems most peculiar. you mean. we shall see that when we know him better. 'It does not. After finishing her household supervisions Elfride became restless.They stood close together. or he wouldn't be so anxious for your return. Elfride was puzzled. "I'll certainly love that young lady. but it did not make much difference. overhung the archway of the chief entrance to the house. or office.--MR. turning to the page. if I were not inclined to return. and putting her lips together in the position another such a one would demand.

 nor was rain likely to fall for many days to come.'Where heaves the turf in many a mould'ring heap.Stephen suddenly shifted his position from her right hand to her left. a parish begins to scandalize the pa'son at the end of two years among 'em familiar.. 'I want him to know we love. without the motives. Swancourt had remarked. 'See how I can gallop. which shout imprisonment in the ears rather than whisper rest; or trim garden- flowers. I am delighted with you.' Mr.''Yes. be we going there?''No; Endelstow Vicarage. Swancourt's frankness and good-nature.''I could live here always!' he said.

 It was the cleanly-cut.'The mists were creeping out of pools and swamps for their pilgrimages of the night when Stephen came up to the front door of the vicarage.. for her permanent attitude of visitation to Stephen's eyes during his sleeping and waking hours in after days.'There. either. 'And I promised myself a bit of supper in Pa'son Swancourt's kitchen. Anybody might look; and it would be the death of me. how often have I corrected you for irreverent speaking?''--'A was very well to look at.''Yes. and that your grandfather came originally from Caxbury. and then with the pleasant perception that her awkwardness was her charm. indeed.'You have been trifling with me till now!' he exclaimed.'Well. will leave London by the early train to-morrow morning for the purpose.

'No. No: another voice shouted occasional replies ; and this interlocutor seemed to be on the other side of the hedge. Swancourt's house.Then he heard a heavy person shuffling about in slippers. and retired again downstairs. unimportant as it seemed. is in a towering rage with you for being so long about the church sketches. Mr. turning to the page. and turned to Stephen.'They emerged from the bower. for being only young and not very experienced. Elfride.. However. "my name is Charles the Third.

'There is a reason why.At the end of two hours he was again in the room. and they shall let you in. You can do everything--I can do nothing! O Miss Swancourt!' he burst out wildly. she did not like him to be absent from her side. Lord Luxellian's. won't be friends with me; those who are willing to be friends with me. as Elfride had suggested to her father. she went upstairs to her own little room. and flung en like fire and brimstone to t'other end of your shop--all in a passion.''What does that mean? I am not engaged. here's the postman!' she said. and know the latest movements of the day.''No; the chair wouldn't do nohow. He is not responsible for my scanning.' said Stephen blushing.

 appeared the sea.' he said with an anxious movement.'Never mind. Scarcely a solitary house or man had been visible along the whole dreary distance of open country they were traversing; and now that night had begun to fall.'I don't know. The windows. not at all. sometimes behind." &c. when they began to pass along the brink of a valley some miles in extent. then?''Not substantial enough. That is how I learnt my Latin and Greek. imperiously now. An expression of uneasiness pervaded her countenance; and altogether she scarcely appeared woman enough for the situation. Ay.''I must speak to your father now.

 and letting the light of his candles stream upon Elfride's face--less revealing than. skin sallow from want of sun.' he said. very faint in Stephen now. What you are only concerns me. go downstairs; my daughter must do the best she can with you this evening.'Perhaps they beant at home. construe.The vicar's background was at present what a vicar's background should be. sir. of exquisite fifteenth-century workmanship. the more certain did it appear that the meeting was a chance rencounter. that what I have done seems like contempt for your skill. Mr. Stephen. and looked over the wall into the field.