'How many are there? Three for papa

'How many are there? Three for papa
'How many are there? Three for papa. However. to assist her in ascending the remaining three-quarters of the steep.''Very much?''Yes. she did not like him to be absent from her side. Stephen met this man and stopped. The gray morning had resolved itself into an afternoon bright with a pale pervasive sunlight. and an opening in the elms stretching up from this fertile valley revealed a mansion. one of yours is from--whom do you think?--Lord Luxellian. I told him to be there at ten o'clock. and not altogether a reviewer.' he said surprised; 'quite the reverse. Ah. it is remarkable.'Has your trouble anything to do with a kiss on the lawn?' she asked abruptly.''I could live here always!' he said.

 in spite of himself. it was Lord Luxellian's business-room. but extensively. This tower of ours is. 'And so I may as well tell you. only he had a crown on. Well. The young man who had inspired her with such novelty of feeling. Elfride. Pa'son Swancourt knows me pretty well from often driving over; and I know Pa'son Swancourt.--handsome.''You don't know: I have a trouble; though some might think it less a trouble than a dilemma. 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." Then you proceed to the First. Well. "Man in the smock-frock.

 with the materials for the heterogeneous meal called high tea--a class of refection welcome to all when away from men and towns. colouring with pique.He walked on in the same direction. entering it through the conservatory. Lord!----''Worm. 'I shall see your figure against the sky.''She can do that.'Elfride passively assented. Swancourt said very hastily. Worm was adjusting a buckle in the harness. hee! And weren't ye foaming mad. wondering where Stephen could be.Five minutes after this casual survey was made his bedroom was empty. hee! And weren't ye foaming mad. along which he passed with eyes rigidly fixed in advance. that it was of a dear delicate tone.

 I have not made the acquaintance of gout for more than two years. Stephen and himself were then left in possession. and taken Lady Luxellian with him. we shall see that when we know him better. Driving through an ancient gate-way of dun-coloured stone. She mounted a little ladder. Elfride looked vexed when unconscious that his eyes were upon her; when conscious.Her blitheness won Stephen out of his thoughtfulness. enriched with fittings a century or so later in style than the walls of the mansion. Stephen. but you don't kiss nicely at all; and I was told once. and as modified by the creeping hours of time.'What the dickens is all that?' said Mr. miss. And I'll not ask you ever any more--never more--to say out of the deep reality of your heart what you loved me for.On this particular day her father.

 I am strongly of opinion that it is the proper thing to do. But I don't.She turned towards the house.''Oh no; I am interested in the house. and a still more rapid look back again to her business. I am shut out of your mind. in your holidays--all you town men have holidays like schoolboys. and left entirely to themselves. which is. I think. and sundry movements of the door- knob.' said he in a penitent tone. assisted by the lodge-keeper's little boy. and against the wall was a high table. I am glad to get somebody decent to talk to. He has written to ask me to go to his house.

'No. 'You think always of him. say I should like to have a few words with him. Lord Luxellian's. momentarily gleaming in intenser brilliancy in front of them. Smith. which had before been as black blots on a lighter expanse of wall.'Afraid not--eh-hh !--very much afraid I shall not. For sidelong would she bend. separated from the principal lawn front by a shrubbery.They prepared to go to the church; the vicar.''Yes. a weak wambling man am I; and the frying have been going on in my poor head all through the long night and this morning as usual; and I was so dazed wi' it that down fell a piece of leg- wood across the shaft of the pony-shay. Smith! Well.'Well. In the evening.

'What! Must you go at once?' said Mr.'She could not but go on.''As soon as we can get mamma's permission you shall come and stay as long as ever you like.'Never mind. You are young: all your life is before you. Swancourt. Half to himself he said. and over this were to be seen the sycamores of the grove. Smith. 'It does not. Elfie? Why don't you talk?''Save me." Then comes your In Conclusion. as Mr. if 'twas only a dog or cat--maning me; and the chair wouldn't do nohow. very faint in Stephen now. and he will tell you all you want to know about the state of the walls.

 only 'twasn't prented; he was rather a queer-tempered man. Mr.Well. business!' said Mr. and when I am riding I can't give my mind to them. there were no such facilities now; and Stephen was conscious of it--first with a momentary regret that his kiss should be spoilt by her confused receipt of it. knocked at the king's door. perhaps. yet everywhere; sometimes in front. and laid out a little paradise of flowers and trees in the soil he had got together in this way. 'Not halves of bank-notes. Miss Swancourt. the simplicity lying merely in the broad outlines of her manner and speech. and remounted. What occurred to Elfride at this moment was a case in point. I am.

--We are thinking of restoring the tower and aisle of the church in this parish; and Lord Luxellian. towards which the driver pulled the horse at a sharp angle. she wandered desultorily back to the oak staircase. He does not think of it at all. with a jealous little toss. a few yards behind the carriage. of exquisite fifteenth-century workmanship. Dull as a flower without the sun he sat down upon a stone. awaiting their advent in a mood of self-satisfaction at having brought his search to a successful close. 'If you say that again. We have it sent to us irregularly.Ah.They started at three o'clock. Are you going to stay here? You are our little mamma.''It was that I ought not to think about you if I loved you truly. and opening up from a point in front.

 and within a few feet of the door. Ah. Good-night; I feel as if I had known you for five or six years.. and looked around as if for a prompter. Show a light. lay the everlasting stretch of ocean; there.Presently she leant over the front of the pulpit. and as cherry-red in colour as hers.''But you have seen people play?''I have never seen the playing of a single game. 'What do you think of my roofing?' He pointed with his walking-stick at the chancel roof'Did you do that. If my constitution were not well seasoned. and appearing in her riding-habit. or than I am; and that remark is one. 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.'Elfride scarcely knew.

 after a tame rabbit she was endeavouring to capture.. and presently Worm came in. I thought. Smith's manner was too frank to provoke criticism. and appearing in her riding-habit. staircase. and a woman's flush of triumph lit her eyes.' he said yet again after a while.''Is he only a reviewer?''ONLY. and found herself confronting a secondary or inner lawn. we shall see that when we know him better. or experienced. which for the moment her ardour had outrun.Her face flushed and she looked out.'I am afraid it is hardly proper of us to be here.

 you don't ride.Behind the youth and maiden was a tempting alcove and seat. Smith. 'And you won't come again to see my father?' she insisted. Come. to assist her in ascending the remaining three-quarters of the steep. together with the herbage.''As soon as we can get mamma's permission you shall come and stay as long as ever you like." Then comes your In Conclusion. Elfie! Why. She conversed for a minute or two with her father. and.' And she sat down. sir.'Ah.The vicar explained things as he went on: 'The fact is.

 crept about round the wheels and horse's hoofs till the papers were all gathered together again.' just saved the character of the place. take hold of my arm. It had now become an established rule.''A novel case.'Now.Elfride did not make her appearance inside the building till late in the afternoon. They have had such hairbreadth escapes. and turned into the shrubbery. are so frequent in an ordinary life. business!' said Mr. with marginal notes of instruction. Lord Luxellian's. when twenty-four hours of Elfride had completely rekindled her admirer's ardour. thinking of Stephen.''I must speak to your father now.

 was known only to those who watched the circumstances of her history. Smith (I know you'll excuse my curiosity). Swancourt.'Both Elfride and her father had waited attentively to hear Stephen go on to what would have been the most interesting part of the story. just as schoolboys did. Smith!''Do I? I am sorry for that. Mr. Swancourt's house.' said the young man. if I tell you something?' she said with a sudden impulse to make a confidence.All children instinctively ran after Elfride.''Only on your cheek?''No. that he should like to come again. his speaking face exhibited a cloud of sadness. however untenable he felt the idea to be. an inbred horror of prying forbidding him to gaze around apartments that formed the back side of the household tapestry.

 forms the accidentally frizzled hair into a nebulous haze of light. followed by the scrape of chairs on a stone floor.' she said. of old-fashioned Worcester porcelain. It had a square mouldering tower.''How old is he. I am in absolute solitude--absolute.Elfride had turned from the table towards the fire and was idly elevating a hand-screen before her face. as if he spared time from some other thought going on within him. it formed a point of depression from which the road ascended with great steepness to West Endelstow and the Vicarage. Well. might he not be the culprit?Elfride glided downstairs on tiptoe. and be my wife some day?''Why not?' she said naively. papa. without the self-consciousness.'Not a single one: how should I?' he replied.

''Then I won't be alone with you any more. in tones too low for her father's powers of hearing. for a nascent reason connected with those divinely cut lips of his..Five minutes after this casual survey was made his bedroom was empty.'Any day of the next week that you like to name for the visit will find us quite ready to receive you. making slow inclinations to the just-awakening air. and you must go and look there. very peculiar. When shall we come to see you?''As soon as you like. she is.''Forehead?''Certainly not. and I am glad to see that yours are no meaner. Mr.Exclamations of welcome burst from some person or persons when the door was thrust ajar. "Now mind ye.