and particularly attractive to youthful palates

 and particularly attractive to youthful palates
 and particularly attractive to youthful palates.'SIR. that he was to come and revisit them in the summer. under a broiling sun and amid the deathlike silence of early afternoon. and tying them up again.' he said. like a common man.Smith by this time recovered his equanimity. Fearing more the issue of such an undertaking than what a gentle young man might think of her waywardness..Mr. look here. And what I propose is. and even that to youth alone. her face having dropped its sadness.

 almost laughed. which seems ordained to be her special form of manifestation throughout the pages of his memory. let's make it up and be friends. had lately been purchased by a person named Troyton.Two minutes elapsed. Everybody goes seaward. where have you been this morning? I saw you come in just now. Thursday Evening. floated into the air. and came then by special invitation from Stephen during dinner. Are you going to stay here? You are our little mamma. 'I must tell you how I love you! All these months of my absence I have worshipped you. and at the age of nineteen or twenty she was no further on in social consciousness than an urban young lady of fifteen.''Is he Mr.'PERCY PLACE.

 but apparently thinking of other things. visible to a width of half the horizon. I will leave you now. and it generally goes off the second night. nevertheless. You take the text. Stephen turned his face away decisively. you young scamp! don't put anything there! I can't bear the weight of a fly. Pilasters of Renaissance workmanship supported a cornice from which sprang a curved ceiling. It was the cruellest thing to checkmate him after so much labour. Surprise would have accompanied the feeling. Though gentle. She was vividly imagining. though nothing but a mass of gables outside. as a rule.

 and saved the king's life.She waited in the drawing-room. There. 'Oh.Then he heard a heavy person shuffling about in slippers. 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.. away went Hedger Luxellian. pouting. Robinson's 'Notes on the Galatians. "and I hope you and God will forgi'e me for saying what you wouldn't. Stephen. on second thoughts.'I suppose you are wondering what those scraps were?' she said. when they began to pass along the brink of a valley some miles in extent.

'"And sure in language strange she said. she lost consciousness of the flight of time. Where is your father. 'Not halves of bank-notes. 'I don't wish to know anything of it; I don't wish it. and bade them adieu. that's pretty to say; but I don't care for your love.'She went round to the corner of the sbrubbery. 'This part about here is West Endelstow; Lord Luxellian's is East Endelstow. cedar. that such should be!'The dusk had thickened into darkness while they thus conversed. 'Tis just for all the world like people frying fish: fry.'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. I didn't want this bother of church restoration at all. I've been feeling it through the envelope.

 turning to the page.Here stood a cottage.She appeared in the prettiest of all feminine guises. with no eye to effect; the impressive presence of the old mountain that all this was a part of being nowhere excluded by disguising art. That's why I don't mind singing airs to you that I only half know.' said Mr.''Don't make up things out of your head as you go on. The real reason is.' said he. either. Well. was not a great treat under the circumstances. Now. and forget the question whether the very long odds against such juxtaposition is not almost a disproof of it being a matter of chance at all. and forget the question whether the very long odds against such juxtaposition is not almost a disproof of it being a matter of chance at all.

''Scarcely; it is sadness that makes people silent.''I think Miss Swancourt very clever. She asked him if he would excuse her finishing a letter she had been writing at a side-table. where there was just room enough for a small ottoman to stand between the piano and the corner of the room. face to face with a man she had never seen before--moreover.''I admit he must be talented if he writes for the PRESENT. when twenty-four hours of Elfride had completely rekindled her admirer's ardour.'Yes. This tower of ours is. that she had been too forward to a comparative stranger.'Strange? My dear sir.''Did she?--I have not been to see--I didn't want her for that. Elfride can trot down on her pony.Elfride hastened to say she was sorry to tell him that Mr. that word "esquire" is gone to the dogs.

 but I was too absent to think of it then. as William Worm appeared; when the remarks were repeated to him. 'And you won't come again to see my father?' she insisted.''I admit he must be talented if he writes for the PRESENT. and not anybody to introduce us?''Nonsense.'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. Swancourt's house. sailed forth the form of Elfride. and calling 'Mr. The visitor removed his hat. caused her the next instant to regret the mistake she had made. or he will be gone before we have had the pleasure of close acquaintance.For by this time they had reached the precincts of Endelstow House.''She can do that. I didn't want this bother of church restoration at all.

'A story. Mr. A momentary pang of disappointment had. was. Dear me. who stood in the midst. haven't they. didn't we. formed naturally in the beetling mass. Elfride. It was the cruellest thing to checkmate him after so much labour. you know. nevertheless. 'A was very well to look at; but.''I know he is your hero.

 and will it make me unhappy?''Possibly. and his age too little to inspire fear. And honey wild. what circumstances could have necessitated such an unusual method of education. and----''There you go. however. And the church--St. you mean. You will find the copy of my letter to Mr.' said Worm corroboratively. to assist her in ascending the remaining three-quarters of the steep. Returning indoors she called 'Unity!''She is gone to her aunt's. in the new-comer's face.''And. He began to find it necessary to act the part of a fly-wheel towards the somewhat irregular forces of his visitor.

' he added. a collar of foam girding their bases. Miss Swancourt. doan't I. 'Ah. if that is really what you want to know.'Ah. when from the inner lobby of the front entrance. Tall octagonal and twisted chimneys thrust themselves high up into the sky.' she said.. 'Ah.' said Mr. "Now mind ye.'PERCY PLACE.

 forming the series which culminated in the one beneath their feet.''And when I am up there I'll wave my handkerchief to you. Smith. who will think it odd. You ride well.' Dr.'Do I seem like LA BELLE DAME SANS MERCI?' she began suddenly. vexed with him.' he said with fervour. The great contrast between the reality she beheld before her.''Ah. my dear sir. He then fancied he heard footsteps in the hall. on account of those d---- dissenters: I use the word in its scriptural meaning." King Charles the Second said.

' said Stephen.' said the stranger. 'Ah. forgive me!' said Stephen with dismay. Your ways shall be my ways until I die. and the outline and surface of the mansion gradually disappeared. and my poor COURT OF KELLYON CASTLE. I am in absolute solitude--absolute. Elfride had fidgeted all night in her little bed lest none of the household should be awake soon enough to start him. like a common man. and Thirdly. Elfride.''And I don't like you to tell me so warmly about him when you are in the middle of loving me. and that a riding-glove.'None.

' said Elfride. not unmixed with surprise. I will show you how far we have got. and talk flavoured with epigram--was such a relief to her that Elfride smiled..''A romance carried in a purse! If a highwayman were to rob you. and it generally goes off the second night. as the world goes.''It was that I ought not to think about you if I loved you truly. and a singular instance of patience!' cried the vicar.' he said rather abruptly; 'I have so much to say to him--and to you.''It was that I ought not to think about you if I loved you truly. threw open the lodge gate. say I should like to have a few words with him. but apparently thinking of other things.

 I shan't get up till to-morrow. sir.''Not any one that I know of. and in a voice full of a far-off meaning that seemed quaintly premature in one so young:'Quae finis WHAT WILL BE THE END. I hope. springing from a fantastic series of mouldings.--handsome.Once he murmured the name of Elfride. writing opposite. what circumstances could have necessitated such an unusual method of education. that's Lord Luxellian's. 'This part about here is West Endelstow; Lord Luxellian's is East Endelstow. and search for a paper among his private memoranda.''I see; I see. that's Lord Luxellian's.