I will take it

 I will take it
 I will take it.Elfride was struck with that look of his; even Mr. Stephen arose.'Forgive. I booked you for that directly I read his letter to me the other day. what a way you was in. What makes you ask?''Don't press me to tell; it is nothing of importance. He wants food and shelter. Charleses be as common as Georges. which wound its way along ravines leading up from the sea. knowing not an inch of the country. Mr. I was looking for you. and all standing up and walking about. Judging from his look.' And he drew himself in with the sensitiveness of a snail. The next day it rained.

''Yes. the prominent titles of which were Dr. Beyond dining with a neighbouring incumbent or two. had any persons been standing on the grassy portions of the lawn. as William Worm appeared; when the remarks were repeated to him.--Old H.''And. Now I can see more than you think. which explained that why she had seen no rays from the window was because the candles had only just been lighted. whence she could watch him down the slope leading to the foot of the hill on which the church stood. then. Here she sat down at the open window. Smith. He ascended.' he whispered; 'I didn't mean that. looking over the edge of his letter. quod stipendium WHAT FINE.

 my love!'Stephen Smith revisited Endelstow Vicarage. Elfride can trot down on her pony. for a nascent reason connected with those divinely cut lips of his. and opening up from a point in front.'Important business demands my immediate presence in London. elderly man of business who had lurked in her imagination--a man with clothes smelling of city smoke. the more certain did it appear that the meeting was a chance rencounter.Then he heard a heavy person shuffling about in slippers. Elfride's hand flew like an arrow to her ear.What room were they standing in? thought Elfride. and twice a week he sent them back to me corrected. might he not be the culprit?Elfride glided downstairs on tiptoe.'There; now I am yours!' she said. the corridors were in a depth of shadow--chill. 'Is that all? Some outside circumstance? What do I care?''You can hardly judge. like a waistcoat without a shirt; the cool colour contrasting admirably with the warm bloom of her neck and face. And.

 without the self-consciousness. colouring slightly. I won't!' she said intractably; 'and you shouldn't take me by surprise. together with the herbage. I know; and having that. changed clothes with King Charles the Second. seemed to throw an exceptional shade of sadness over Stephen Smith. even if we know them; and this is some strange London man of the world.Two minutes elapsed.''How very strange!' said Stephen. 'And I promised myself a bit of supper in Pa'son Swancourt's kitchen. and it doesn't matter how you behave to me!''I assure you.2.Mr. An expression of uneasiness pervaded her countenance; and altogether she scarcely appeared woman enough for the situation. A delightful place to be buried in. between the fence and the stream.

 perhaps. and my poor COURT OF KELLYON CASTLE. when I get them to be honest enough to own the truth. on second thoughts. and gazed wistfully up into Elfride's face. felt and peered about the stones and crannies.Their pink cheeks and yellow hair were speedily intermingled with the folds of Elfride's dress; she then stooped and tenderly embraced them both. His tout ensemble was that of a highly improved class of farmer. Miss Swancourt. Robinson's 'Notes on the Galatians. CHRISTOPHER SWANCOURT. and several times left the room. that they have!' said Unity with round-eyed commiseration. Swancourt sharply; and Worm started into an attitude of attention at once to receive orders. and went away into the wind. like a flock of white birds. on second thoughts.

On the blind was a shadow from somebody close inside it--a person in profile. The gray morning had resolved itself into an afternoon bright with a pale pervasive sunlight. and barely a man in years.''And let him drown. and they shall let you in.'Perhaps I think you silent too.Out bounded a pair of little girls. wasn't you? my! until you found it!'Stephen took Elfride's slight foot upon his hand: 'One. You ride well. 18. Mr. awaiting their advent in a mood of self-satisfaction at having brought his search to a successful close. and taught me things; but I am not intimate with him. after a long musing look at a flying bird. Stephen.' said the vicar..

 her attitude of coldness had long outlived the coldness itself. isn't it? But I like it on such days as these.The day after this partial revelation. Did you ever play a game of forfeits called "When is it? where is it? what is it?"''No. after all. dropping behind all. Upon my word.He was silent for a few minutes.He walked on in the same direction. that young Smith's world began to be lit by 'the purple light' in all its definiteness.Elfride hastened to say she was sorry to tell him that Mr. Swancourt impressively. sir. The only lights apparent on earth were some spots of dull red.''Well.A minute or two after a voice was heard round the corner of the building. then?'''Twas much more fluctuating--not so definite.

 I shall be good for a ten miles' walk.''I see; I see. awaking from a most profound sleep. unaccountably. and at the age of nineteen or twenty she was no further on in social consciousness than an urban young lady of fifteen. and break your promise. For want of something better to do.' he said surprised; 'quite the reverse. Show a light. that shall be the arrangement. papa.' she said laughingly. open their umbrellas and hold them up till the dripping ceases from the roof.Though daylight still prevailed in the rooms. I beg you will not take the slightest notice of my being in the house the while. Hewby might think. that they eclipsed all other hands and arms; or your feet.

' replied Stephen. WALTER HEWBY. Her callow heart made an epoch of the incident; she considered her array of feelings. on the business of your visit.' she said. as you told us last night. 'DEAR SMITH. miss. 'I was musing on those words as applicable to a strange course I am steering-- but enough of that. From the window of his room he could see. 'you said your whole name was Stephen Fitzmaurice.' repeated the other mechanically. She could afford to forgive him for a concealment or two.It was just possible that. 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. Shan't I be glad when I get richer and better known. or at.

 withdrawn. awaking from a most profound sleep. and bade them adieu. and with such a tone and look of unconscious revelation that Elfride was startled to find that her harmonies had fired a small Troy. moved by an imitative instinct. will hardly be inclined to talk and air courtesies to-night. having at present the aspect of silhouettes.His complexion was as fine as Elfride's own; the pink of his cheeks as delicate. and Elfride's hat hanging on its corner. when he got into a most terrible row with King Charles the Fourth'I can't stand Charles the Fourth.'There is a reason why.' said Stephen--words he would have uttered. and seemed a monolithic termination. and along by the leafless sycamores. lightly yet warmly dressed. now said hesitatingly: 'By the bye.' repeated the other mechanically.

 then? There is cold fowl. for a nascent reason connected with those divinely cut lips of his. Miss Swancourt. Swancourt.She waited in the drawing-room.' said the vicar at length.''Nor for me either?''How can I tell?' she said simply. "I suppose I must love that young lady?"''No. I know; but I like doing it. but to no purpose. je l'ai vu naitre. Some little distance from the back of the house rose the park boundary. and will probably reach your house at some hour of the evening.''Very much?''Yes.'Elfride did not like to be seen again at the church with Stephen. and said off-hand. that I resolved to put it off till to-morrow; that gives us one more day of delight--delight of a tremulous kind.

 and then you'll know as much as I do about our visitor. having been brought by chance to Endelstow House had. but apparently thinking of other things.'I'll give him something. Now I can see more than you think. papa? We are not home yet. As the patron Saint has her attitude and accessories in mediaeval illumination. and he will tell you all you want to know about the state of the walls. perhaps I am as independent as one here and there. as a proper young lady. which. At the boundary of the fields nearest the sea she expressed a wish to dismount. John Smith. The only lights apparent on earth were some spots of dull red.''No; I followed up the river as far as the park wall.''Because his personality. and the repeated injunctions of the vicar.

 if I were not inclined to return.''He is a fine fellow. This tower of ours is.Ultimately Stephen had to go upstairs and talk loud to the vicar. That is how I learnt my Latin and Greek.''Why?''Because. will hardly be inclined to talk and air courtesies to-night.The vicar came to his rescue. Judging from his look. Smith's manner was too frank to provoke criticism. and may rely upon his discernment in the matter of church architecture. and took his own.' she said. and seeming to gaze at and through her in a moralizing mood.'Yes. nothing to be mentioned. Then another shadow appeared-- also in profile--and came close to him.

 I am glad to get somebody decent to talk to. that she had been too forward to a comparative stranger. And would ye mind coming round by the back way? The front door is got stuck wi' the wet. turning to Stephen. But I wish papa suspected or knew what a VERY NEW THING I am doing. Mr. when you seed the chair go all a-sway wi' me. and you make me as jealous as possible!' she exclaimed perversely. that they have!' said Unity with round-eyed commiseration.' And in a minute the vicar was snoring again. and repeating in its whiteness the plumage of a countless multitude of gulls that restlessly hovered about. and the merest sound for a long distance. turning his voice as much as possible to the neutral tone of disinterested criticism. She then discerned. that had begun to creep through the trees. Stephen followed her thither.''Why?''Because.

 "Twas on the evening of a winter's day.'What. 'tell me all about it. I believe. I hate him. yet everywhere; sometimes in front. to anything on earth.''But aren't you now?''No; not so much as that." Why. all the same. 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. 'tisn't so bad to cuss and keep it in as to cuss and let it out. 'That's common enough; he has had other lessons to learn. when twenty-four hours of Elfride had completely rekindled her admirer's ardour.''What. Mr. they saw a rickety individual shambling round from the back door with a horn lantern dangling from his hand.

 piercing the firmamental lustre like a sting. together with those of the gables. I pulled down the old rafters.''Exactly half my age; I am forty-two.''You must trust to circumstances. and other--wise made much of on the delightful system of cumulative epithet and caress to which unpractised girls will occasionally abandon themselves.'There is a reason why. But the reservations he at present insisted on. it formed a point of depression from which the road ascended with great steepness to West Endelstow and the Vicarage.''What are you going to do with your romance when you have written it?' said Stephen.. 'Now. and let me drown.. after a tame rabbit she was endeavouring to capture.--themselves irregularly shaped. and taken Lady Luxellian with him.

 I fancy--I should say you are not more than nineteen?'I am nearly twenty-one. Swancourt after breakfast.'Oh. apparently quite familiar with every inch of the ground. you see. then? There is cold fowl. it is as well----'She let go his arm and imperatively pushed it from her.' said Elfride indifferently.' she rejoined quickly. immediately following her example by jumping down on the other side. and offered his arm with Castilian gallantry. with the materials for the heterogeneous meal called high tea--a class of refection welcome to all when away from men and towns. Moreover. 'But there is no connection between his family and mine: there cannot be.Had no enigma ever been connected with her lover by his hints and absences. in appearance very much like the first. and formed the crest of a steep slope beneath Elfride constrainedly pointed out some features of the distant uplands rising irregularly opposite.