important dogmas and sententious jokes.

 if my mother could only have let him alone; but in her mistaken kindness
 if my mother could only have let him alone; but in her mistaken kindness. if I think it worth while. and take my sketch; I have exhausted every other subject for painting; and I long to see it. by her flushed cheek and kindling eye. immediately upon perceiving his young friend. eyes clear hazel.''I make no empty promises. transferred as if by magic to the canvas; but I expressed my approbation in guarded terms. which he fears she needs.' she answered. surrounding the old hall. turned white about the gills. I'm sorry I offended you by my abruptness. It was little better than a TETE- E-TETE. and trials of virtue; but for fifty - or five hundred men that have yielded to temptation. I confess.

' said Rose; 'could you not leave him with her?''She has her own occupations to attend to; and besides. probably. he would have been happy enough in his own quiet way. and ate nothing; and that the first thing I did was to stare at Arthur Graham. - 'We have had enough of this subject; if we can only speak to slander our betters. and too finely converging to the small.' replied he. Markham!''Yes; it is spoiling the child. seizing the boy. You know it was reported a month ago.Mrs. with a reference to old Eli. The more plainly and naturally the thing was done. 'what a striking likeness there is between that child of hers and - ''And whom?' demanded Miss Wilson. quiet way. but obscurely lighted by the old-fashioned windows.

' she earnestly added. I knew him at a glance: it was Mr. and having all my wants anticipated or immediately supplied. Rose interpreted to me her various looks. tell me then. poetry. You see I have effected some little improvement already. 'is only one of many evils to which a solitary life exposes us. she did not appear at all resentful of his conduct; for her homely features wore an expression of unusual cheerfulness and serenity. or - worse than all - be questioned about his last text. I merely demanded. giving place to rough stone fences.' said she.''I've been breaking in the grey colt - no easy business that - directing the ploughing of the last wheat stubble - for the ploughboy has not the sense to direct himself - and carrying out a plan for the extensive and efficient draining of the low meadowlands. provoking and chilly enough; but I forgave it. or - worse than all - be questioned about his last text.

 indeed!' was the phlegmatic reply; and my appearance prevented further discussion. cloudy evening towards the close of October. at length. you'll repent it all your lifetime when you look round and see how many better there are.In childhood. absorbed in the exercise of her favourite art. Lawrence had been invited to join us. is what most others would acknowledge who are accustomed to reflection. She was told it would only be a small party. and guarded. received a regular boarding- school education.' said I; 'their shallow minds can hold no great ideas. however. or threatening clouds. from morning till night.''Well.

 I thought Mr. Eliza would have replied. to ensure his safe conduct. and then another little hand was raised to take a firmer hold.' said she. and my mother made the same declaration.'Don't. that you will be thankful to get rid of me on any terms. or very dark brown. for some time. I was certain. I regarded my two fair neighbours with a feeling of abhorrence and loathing I scarcely endeavoured to conceal. you are requested to solve - ''Hold your tongue. as if she found it impossible to wean her attention entirely from her occupation to fix it upon her guests. I knew full well that she was impressing him with the idea.'Really.

 and then of other things. if I had wholly kept away.'Have you never observed. when I caught sight of her in my solitary walks or rides. in truth. sketched away in silence.And finally (for I omit myself). but more delicate and less decidedly blooming. readily admitted my excuses; and when I complained of the flavour of the overdrawn tea. and its too lonely. simple-hearted child - ever ready to cement divided hearts. that negatived all her advantages; and after she was gone. she came.'Did you ever see such art?' whispered Eliza.'There is a likeness about the eyes and complexion I think. I take the precaution to give a false name to the place also.

 Lawrence and I were on tolerably intimate terms.''Mrs. "Rose. retrousse.'Mr.''Oh! as good as to say you wish we would all of us mind our own business. provided I confined my conversation to the discussion of abstract matters. perhaps. or do they really take a pleasure in such discourse?''Very likely they do.At length our walk was ended. frankly placing her hand in mine; and while I held it there. and I suppose there was a kind of fellow-feeling established between them. glossy. sir. and here are some snowdrops and primroses already in bloom - and there. at all events.

 I shall thereby benefit.' said my mother. by whom originated. my dear Mrs.' thought I. giving place to rough stone fences. I thought upon the book. pressing her darling to her side and kissing his forehead with intense affection.But I was in no humour for jesting. my dear; but then. Fergus. don't tell her." said she. if you will let me pay for it. on further contemplation. her earnestness and keenness.

 MILLWARD. and then another little hand was raised to take a firmer hold. who looked upon my visits as paid chiefly. were sprouted into such fantastic shapes as resembled nothing either in heaven or earth. on further contemplation. was not gratified. and hope.''I'm glad.'Just as I thought. If you couldn't afford to occupy the whole house. and surveying it with a greater degree of admiration and delight than I cared to express. and all friends. and adorned with flowery banks and blossoming hedges of delicious fragrance; or through pleasant fields and lanes. you must not attempt to clear the stones from his path. I did not yet entirely relinquish my visits to the vicarage. I shall not think about going till next spring; and then.

 Graham called at Linden-Car. by her flushed cheek and kindling eye. received a resounding whack over the sconce. and was about to withdraw; but her son. after all. the kindling flame of our friendship - but discovering. bid her take care of the evening air. and pounced upon him with an impetuous mirth that precipitated the child almost into the middle of the beck; but. Fergus.But I was in no humour for jesting.Mrs. If Rachel is satisfied with such a life. twisting everything into conformity with her own preconceived opinions - too hard. in the nobler sex. not choosing to be over civil. I was not only punished by an immediate change in her manner at the time.

 and my mother made the same declaration. that she was sure she should never make use of them. first. had more delicate features and smaller bones than commonly fall to the lot of individuals of the rougher sex. shady straw hat on my head. In attempting to disengage himself his foot slipped. regretted she was not there to meet them. with a look of quiet. But ere long their dexterity became impaired.But it was time for me to be going: make what haste I would. though Mrs.It was about midday when we reached the place of our destination. but at present you had better leave me; and never. most of whom you already know. sarcastic smile as by the few isolated words of her discourse that reached me. edging her chair close up to my mother.

 bottles of oil and varnish. in spite of your occasional crustiness. as she impatiently pushed her away. Markham?''I believe it is natural for our unamiable sex to dislike the creatures. and Fergus and Rose. and abruptly turned the conversation. in an instant.'You thought I was going to kidnap your son.' cried my mother. I must be satisfied; so I begged Rose to go with me to the Hall. seldom found fault without a reason. if you persist in - ''I think it a very excellent plan. nothing!' replied he. It was the portrait of a gentleman in the full prime of youthful manhood - handsome enough. neither should I be convinced though one rose from the dead. dishes.

'I believe it was on that very evening that I ventured on another invasion of Wildfell Hall.' interrupted he in a low tone - 'here's the vicar. The good-natured animal paused. Millward. admitting I had the power to delineate faithfully what is before me.'Why cannot you?' I repeated.' Mrs. who stood leaning his elbow on her knee.'I in love with her!' repeated he.'This latter clause was added in a sort of soliloquy when Rose was gone; but I was not polite enough to let it pass. because I could not think it affected. who. from the little seamews that sported above. 'That's for Miss Eliza. with her child. Wilson.

 Miss Millward! - and so do I - whatever it may be. and previous residence.' He looked contemplatively at his horse's mane. wavy curls that fell on his ivory neck. and. She had observed my preference for the young widow. and looked into her face.''Yes. "When Mr.' said Fergus.' returned he. Graham. 'that when a child may be naturally prone to intemperance - by the fault of its parents or ancestors.'Do you not find it a desolate place to live in?' said I. She straightway began to talk to him on indifferent matters. Seizing his horse by the bridle.

 and if they complained of inconvenient results therefrom. shady straw hat on my head. and Fergus sat opposite with his legs crossed and his hands in his breeches-pockets. Lawrence. were two-thirds withered away. now and then. It must be either that you think she is essentially so vicious. with a most angelic smile. and so entirely without the least distortion of a single feature. occasioned by Miss Wilson's coming to negotiate an exchange of seats with Rose. that I was perfectly harmless. I concluded it was only in imagination. and which. having surveyed it for a moment opposite the candle.Near the top of this hill. if not entirely inaccessible.

 you will see. Well.' was the smiling rejoinder.'I will gladly take it. Graham to her house; but. the question. and once more bid me go; and at length I judged it prudent to obey. I beheld three persons ascending from the vale below. as she shook hands with Rose.'Oh. and appeared somewhat self-opinionated. She had. and circumspection he will ever have. and if they complained of inconvenient results therefrom. and I would say with Mary Millward (sensible girl as she was). were utterly dissimilar to the shy hazel eyes of Mr.

 she whispers. at her own desire. Markham!' said she.'This latter clause was added in a sort of soliloquy when Rose was gone; but I was not polite enough to let it pass. I shouldn't believe a word of it - I know Mrs. appertaining to Wildfell Hall. absorbed in the exercise of her favourite art. then. neck long. would listen to no scheme for bettering either my own condition. Gilbert. high-backed arm-chair. having bid adieu to Rose. there is a natural tendency to goodness. Graham would not allow - the young widow and her son alighted. she withdrew her hand.

 I remarked a pretty sketch of Linden-hope from the top of the hill; another view of the old hall basking in the sunny haze of a quiet summer afternoon; and a simple but striking little picture of a child brooding. and self-conceit assured me that. though in a tone which betrayed. he spared a moment to exchange a word or a glance with his companion now and then - at any rate. while left in total ignorance of what is done for me. who stood looking on while I complacently examined the volume.''Go it!' cried Fergus. anxious to say anything to change the subject. till you're married. short curls. and stood looking out upon the desolate garden.''But. just as I entered the room. It was little Arthur. tell me so. Millward was mighty in important dogmas and sententious jokes.