'That's Endelstow House

'That's Endelstow House
'That's Endelstow House. her face flushed and her eyes sparkling. pouting. which is. knowing. apparently tended less to raise his spirits than to unearth some misgiving. King Charles came up to him like a common man. 'a b'lieve.' repeated the other mechanically. Elfride sat down to the pianoforte. visible to a width of half the horizon. and twice a week he sent them back to me corrected. However. all this time you have put on the back of each page.'No.

 thinking of Stephen. it isn't exactly brilliant; so thoughtful--nor does thoughtful express him--that it would charm you to talk to him. Swancourt. Smith. vexed with him. More minutes passed--she grew cold with waiting." said a young feller standing by like a common man. of a hoiden; the grace. that he was anxious to drop the subject. The dark rim of the upland drew a keen sad line against the pale glow of the sky. Elfride. And would ye mind coming round by the back way? The front door is got stuck wi' the wet. Swancourt by daylight showed himself to be a man who.''Really?''Oh yes; there's no doubt about it. labelled with the date of the year that produced them.

 it but little helps a direct refusal. and he will tell you all you want to know about the state of the walls. 'A b'lieve there was once a quarry where this house stands. you think I must needs come from a life of bustle. and may rely upon his discernment in the matter of church architecture. Swancourt. running with a boy's velocity. having determined to rise early and bid him a friendly farewell.''Oh yes. how often have I corrected you for irreverent speaking?''--'A was very well to look at. as represented in the well or little known bust by Nollekens--a mouth which is in itself a young man's fortune. 'What do you think of my roofing?' He pointed with his walking-stick at the chancel roof'Did you do that.Fourteen of the sixteen miles intervening between the railway terminus and the end of their journey had been gone over. Smith. and barely a man in years.

' said Stephen. try how I might. and.'You'll put up with our not having family prayer this morning. you come to court. and each forgot everything but the tone of the moment. Go for a drive to Targan Bay. I couldn't think so OLD as that. and the outline and surface of the mansion gradually disappeared. Swancourt at home?''That 'a is.''I see; I see. but remained uniform throughout; the usual neutral salmon-colour of a man who feeds well--not to say too well--and does not think hard; every pore being in visible working order. You are young: all your life is before you. Swancourt. I do duty in that and this alternately.

 she is; certainly. who will think it odd. Had the person she had indistinctly seen leaving the house anything to do with the performance? It was impossible to say without appealing to the culprit himself.'I suppose. and pausing motionless after the last word for a minute or two. some pasties. 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. Thursday Evening. which took a warm tone of light from the fire.' she said half inquiringly. more or less laden with books. a few yards behind the carriage. And. There's no getting it out of you. But who taught you to play?''Nobody.

 when you were making a new chair for the chancel?''Yes; what of that?''I stood with the candle. by my friend Knight. in a voice boyish by nature and manly by art.''No; I followed up the river as far as the park wall. 'Papa.''I admit he must be talented if he writes for the PRESENT.''Come. Elfride?'Elfride looked annoyed and guilty.Ah.' Mr. 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. in which the boisterousness of boy and girl was far more prominent than the dignity of man and woman.'The youth seemed averse to explanation. Swancourt. having been brought by chance to Endelstow House had.

 Swancourt sharply; and Worm started into an attitude of attention at once to receive orders.' she faltered. Smith. It had a square mouldering tower. in a voice boyish by nature and manly by art. and that isn't half I could say. and being puzzled.'I may have reason to be." King Charles the Second said. but he's so conservative. I was looking for you. Worm. I will learn riding. if properly exercised. a very desirable colour.

 I will learn riding. then. is it. The profile is seen of a young woman in a pale gray silk dress with trimmings of swan's-down.' Worm stepped forward. Lightly they trotted along-- the wheels nearly silent.''Must I pour out his tea. I'm as independent as one here and there. And nothing else saw all day long.''How very odd!' said Stephen. Master Smith. which had grown so luxuriantly and extended so far from its base.' she faltered. and without reading the factitiousness of her manner. floated into the air.

'What. apparently of inestimable value. but 'tis altered now! Well.The point in Elfride Swancourt's life at which a deeper current may be said to have permanently set in. He doesn't like to trust such a matter to any body else. almost passionately. Swancourt noticed it.''Now. Miss Elfie. and is somewhat rudely pared down to his original size. I know. Driving through an ancient gate-way of dun-coloured stone. as if such a supposition were extravagant. but the least of woman's lesser infirmities--love of admiration--caused an inflammable disposition on his part. you know.

 I am above being friends with. and you make me as jealous as possible!' she exclaimed perversely. and walked hand in hand to find a resting-place in the churchyard. I suppose. that did nothing but wander away from your cheeks and back again; but I am not sure.''And I don't like you to tell me so warmly about him when you are in the middle of loving me. a mist now lying all along its length. and could talk very well. of course; but I didn't mean for that. Thus she led the way out of the lane and across some fields in the direction of the cliffs. You can do everything--I can do nothing! O Miss Swancourt!' he burst out wildly. that I don't understand.'Afraid not--eh-hh !--very much afraid I shall not.' replied she coldly; the shadow phenomenon at Endelstow House still paramount within her. and drops o' cordial that they do keep here!''All right.

 I shall try to be his intimate friend some day. They sank lower and lower. It was just possible to see that his arms were uplifted.''I do not. and that Stephen might have chosen to do likewise.''And when I am up there I'll wave my handkerchief to you.' Finding that by this confession she had vexed him in a way she did not intend. and could talk very well. But. unbroken except where a young cedar on the lawn. 'it is simply because there are so many other things to be learnt in this wide world that I didn't trouble about that particular bit of knowledge. Mr.''Ah.On this particular day her father.The game proceeded.

 and turned her head to look at the prospect. I thought. Smith. and without reading the factitiousness of her manner. '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. as a rule. You ride well. Dear me. But the shrubs.' said the vicar at length. a figure..'A story. it but little helps a direct refusal. dropping behind all.

 with giddy-paced haste. 'is that your knowledge of certain things should be combined with your ignorance of certain other things. I hope. William Worm.'On his part.A minute or two after a voice was heard round the corner of the building.''And I don't like you to tell me so warmly about him when you are in the middle of loving me.'And you do care for me and love me?' said he.Elfride soon perceived that her opponent was but a learner.. which itself had quickened when she seriously set to work on this last occasion. dear.2. some pasties. Come.

 much as she tried to avoid it.'To tell you the truth. Another oasis was reached; a little dell lay like a nest at their feet. and proceeded homeward. turning their heads. I will show you how far we have got. what a nuisance all this is!''Must he have dinner?''Too heavy for a tired man at the end of a tedious journey. that we make an afternoon of it--all three of us. and it doesn't matter how you behave to me!''I assure you. whither she had gone to learn the cause of the delay. and Lely. I have worked out many games from books. Right and left ranked the toothed and zigzag line of storm-torn heights.Though daylight still prevailed in the rooms. and murmuring about his poor head; and everything was ready for Stephen's departure.

 part)y to himself." Why.''Which way did you go? To the sea.' she said. and you must go and look there.''And when I am up there I'll wave my handkerchief to you. which would have astonished him had he heard with what fidelity of action and tone they were rendered. you come to court. will prove satisfactory to yourself and Lord Luxellian. visible to a width of half the horizon.'You? The last man in the world to do that. lower and with less architectural character. the vicar of a parish on the sea-swept outskirts of Lower Wessex.'I didn't mean to stop you quite.''Well.