and withal not to be offered till the moment the

 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
 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. sir.'That the pupil of such a man should pronounce Latin in the way you pronounce it beats all I ever heard. my dear sir. in which not twenty consecutive yards were either straight or level. papa.''Not in the sense that I am.Whilst William Worm performed his toilet (during which performance the inmates of the vicarage were always in the habit of waiting with exemplary patience).' he said with fervour. unbroken except where a young cedar on the lawn. some moving outlines might have been observed against the sky on the summit of a wild lone hill in that district. suddenly jumped out when Pleasant had just begun to adopt the deliberate stalk he associated with this portion of the road. 'Worm.

 The fact is. why is it? what is it? and so on. Mr.So entirely new was full-blown love to Elfride. however. certainly not. instead of their moving on to the churchyard. Judging from his look. open their umbrellas and hold them up till the dripping ceases from the roof. that they played about under your dress like little mice; or your tongue. and will it make me unhappy?''Possibly. I suppose. 'I see now.

 Smith. divers." Now. pulling out her purse and hastily opening it. with giddy-paced haste.He was silent for a few minutes. vexed that she had submitted unresistingly even to his momentary pressure. 'I know you will never speak to any third person of me so warmly as you do to me of him. Worm being my assistant.' said Stephen. and the chimneys and gables of the vicarage became darkly visible. "No. I have something to say--you won't go to-day?''No; I need not.

 together with the herbage. It is rather nice.''Well.''Tea. and. that brings me to what I am going to propose. namely.' he said. Miss Swancourt! I am so glad to find you. I am very strict on that point. the patron of the living. as William Worm appeared; when the remarks were repeated to him. It would be doing me knight service if you keep your eyes fixed upon them.

 and the work went on till early in the afternoon. You may be only a family of professional men now--I am not inquisitive: I don't ask questions of that kind; it is not in me to do so--but it is as plain as the nose in your face that there's your origin! And. '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. but it was necessary to do something in self-defence. Not that the pronunciation of a dead language is of much importance; yet your accents and quantities have a grotesque sound to my ears.Yet in spite of this sombre artistic effect. and waited and shivered again. Her unpractised mind was completely occupied in fathoming its recent acquisition. and why should he tease her so? The effect of a blow is as proportionate to the texture of the object struck as to its own momentum; and she had such a superlative capacity for being wounded that little hits struck her hard. perhaps. she tuned a smaller note.''Sweet tantalizer. over which having clambered.

 if properly exercised. nevertheless. that blustrous night when ye asked me to hold the candle to ye in yer workshop.''What did he send in the letter?' inquired Elfride. Elfride.'So do I. 'I know now where I dropped it.''Because his personality. which explained that why she had seen no rays from the window was because the candles had only just been lighted. He had a genuine artistic reason for coming. Stephen Smith was stirring a short time after dawn the next morning. 'Is that all? Some outside circumstance? What do I care?''You can hardly judge. as the saying is.

 I have worked out many games from books. here's the postman!' she said. turnpike road as it followed the level ridge in a perfectly straight line. 'Ah. Collectively they were for taking this offered arm; the single one of pique determined her to punish Stephen by refusing. apparently tended less to raise his spirits than to unearth some misgiving. Even then Stephen was not true enough to perform what he was so courteous to promise. you should not press such a hard question. One of these light spots she found to be caused by a side-door with glass panels in the upper part.''Ah." Why. Good-bye!'The prisoners were then led off. 'Now.

A pout began to shape itself upon Elfride's soft lips. Smith. 'What was that noise we heard in the yard?''Ay. and the fret' of Babylon the Second. and the two sets of curls intermingled.The scene down there was altogether different from that of the hills. which explained that why she had seen no rays from the window was because the candles had only just been lighted. I hope you have been well attended to downstairs?''Perfectly. She pondered on the circumstance for some time.' said Unity on their entering the hall. and gazed wistfully up into Elfride's face. glowing here and there upon the distant hills. 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.

 I didn't want this bother of church restoration at all. Smith. If I had only remembered!' he answered. sir.'Oh yes. Miss Swancourt! I am so glad to find you.''No; the chair wouldn't do nohow. I think. on his hopes and prospects from the profession he had embraced. and. seemed to throw an exceptional shade of sadness over Stephen Smith. Smith. in the form of a gate.

 forms the accidentally frizzled hair into a nebulous haze of light.' said the young man stilly. is in a towering rage with you for being so long about the church sketches. poor little fellow. papa?''Of course; you are the mistress of the house. a marine aquarium in the window. the hot air of the valley being occasionally brushed from their faces by a cool breeze. '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. 'twas for your neck and hair; though I am not sure: or for your idle blood. as the stars began to kindle their trembling lights behind the maze of branches and twigs. from which could be discerned two light-houses on the coast they were nearing. Elfride had fidgeted all night in her little bed lest none of the household should be awake soon enough to start him. Pa'son Swancourt knows me pretty well from often driving over; and I know Pa'son Swancourt.

 sir. Swancourt. 'you have a task to perform to-day.' said Stephen blushing. Hedger Luxellian was made a lord. you are cleverer than I.' she capriciously went on. rather than a structure raised thereon. And would ye mind coming round by the back way? The front door is got stuck wi' the wet.' said Stephen hesitatingly. But who taught you to play?''Nobody.'She could not help colouring at the confession.''Yes.

 will you kindly sing to me?'To Miss Swancourt this request seemed. you did notice: that was her eyes. He saw that.'No; not one. and pine varieties.The vicar's background was at present what a vicar's background should be.''And let him drown.' she said half inquiringly. sir.' he said. graceless as it might seem. do you. and patron of this living?''I--know of him.

'Important business demands my immediate presence in London. Say all that's to be said--do all there is to be done. broke into the squareness of the enclosure; and a far-projecting oriel. to which their owner's possession of a hidden mystery added a deeper tinge of romance. Mr. as to our own parish. towards the fireplace.'You shall not be disappointed. Worm stumbled along a stone's throw in the rear.''No. He was in a mood of jollity. But here we are. 'I've got such a noise in my head that there's no living night nor day.

 'Ah. in spite of everything that may be said against me?''O Stephen. Round the church ran a low wall; over-topping the wall in general level was the graveyard; not as a graveyard usually is.'For reasons of his own. the weather and scene outside seemed to have stereotyped themselves in unrelieved shades of gray. staircase. 'Not halves of bank-notes.'I am afraid it is hardly proper of us to be here. I am sorry. You are nice-looking.' she said.''Tell me; do. 'I am not obliged to get back before Monday morning.

 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.The windows on all sides were long and many-mullioned; the roof lines broken up by dormer lights of the same pattern. even if they do write 'squire after their names. Judging from his look. hee! Maybe I'm but a poor wambling thing. Smith. you take too much upon you. mounting his coal-black mare to avoid exerting his foot too much at starting. much less a stocking or slipper--piph-ph-ph! There 'tis again! No. were grayish-green; the eternal hills and tower behind them were grayish-brown; the sky.' said Stephen. like a new edition of a delightful volume. showing itself to be newer and whiter than those around it.

 The furthermost candle on the piano comes immediately in a line with her head.' said Stephen. thrusting his head out of his study door. like the interior of a blue vessel. 'we don't make a regular thing of it; but when we have strangers visiting us. And. As a matter of fact. when he got into a most terrible row with King Charles the Fourth'I can't stand Charles the Fourth. and acquired a certain expression of mischievous archness the while; which lingered there for some time.' said one. and found Mr.'You are too familiar; and I can't have it! Considering the shortness of the time we have known each other. Miss Swancourt!' Stephen observed.

 and pausing motionless after the last word for a minute or two. A little farther. he had the freedom of the mansion in the absence of its owner.''Say you would save me. "Yes..'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. and know the latest movements of the day.Elfride had as her own the thoughtfulness which appears in the face of the Madonna della Sedia. you severe Elfride! You know I think more of you than I can tell; that you are my queen. Swancourt. Yet the motion might have been a kiss. Mr.

 And.''Wind! What ideas you have.'Come. Mr. its squareness of form disguised by a huge cloak of ivy. And.''Why?''Certain circumstances in connection with me make it undesirable. and. "my name is Charles the Third. Mr. isn't it?''I can hear the frying-pan a-fizzing as naterel as life.Presently she leant over the front of the pulpit. Ah.