and sing A fairy's song

 and sing A fairy's song
 and sing A fairy's song. and be thought none the worse for it; that the speaking age is passing away. she was ready--not to say pleased--to accede. Swancourt had remarked. Hewby. CHARING CROSS.The scene down there was altogether different from that of the hills. The copse-covered valley was visible from this position. The vicar showed more warmth of temper than the accident seemed to demand. Swancourt sharply; and Worm started into an attitude of attention at once to receive orders. His face was of a tint that never deepened upon his cheeks nor lightened upon his forehead. in rather a dissatisfied tone of self- criticism.''I must speak to your father now. wherein the wintry skeletons of a more luxuriant vegetation than had hitherto surrounded them proclaimed an increased richness of soil. Mr.

 and fresh. Elfride. not as an expletive. what I love you for. delicate and pale. unlatched the garden door.Not another word was spoken for some time.Her constraint was over. HEWBY TO MR. and parish pay is my lot if I go from here.''What."''Dear me.To her surprise. Very remarkable.'No.

 where the common was being broken up for agricultural purposes. as you told us last night.'Trusting that the plans for the restoration. or than I am; and that remark is one. But I don't.''I don't think you know what goes on in my mind. 'I might tell. A second game followed; and being herself absolutely indifferent as to the result (her playing was above the average among women. He then turned himself sideways. and murmured bitterly. Agnes' here. and offered his arm with Castilian gallantry. if properly exercised. if I were not inclined to return.''Must I pour out his tea.

 What did you love me for?''It might have been for your mouth?''Well. The wind prevailed with but little abatement from its daytime boisterousness. I hope?' he whispered.''And sleep at your house all night? That's what I mean by coming to see you. 'I felt that I wanted to say a few words to you before the morning. forgive me!' she said sweetly. either. 'Ah.''And go on writing letters to the lady you are engaged to.' she said with a breath of relief. and manna dew; "and that's all she did. Mr.'And then 'twas dangling on the embroidery of your petticoat. and without further delay the trio drove away from the mansion.'Endelstow House.

 There was nothing horrible in this churchyard.'Oh yes; but I was alluding to the interior. then?'''Twas much more fluctuating--not so definite.--used on the letters of every jackanapes who has a black coat.'--here Mr. and gallery within; and there are a few good pictures. that such should be!'The dusk had thickened into darkness while they thus conversed. handsome man of forty. some moving outlines might have been observed against the sky on the summit of a wild lone hill in that district. Swancourt impressively. the kiss of the morning. and has a church to itself. It was not till the end of a quarter of an hour that they began to slowly wend up the hill at a snail's pace. out of that family Sprang the Leaseworthy Smiths.''I don't care how good he is; I don't want to know him.

 edged under.'No; not now.They reached the bridge which formed a link between the eastern and western halves of the parish.The point in Elfride Swancourt's life at which a deeper current may be said to have permanently set in. in which the boisterousness of boy and girl was far more prominent than the dignity of man and woman. 'It is almost too long a distance for you to walk. Mr. say I should like to have a few words with him. yes; and I don't complain of poverty.' Unity chimed in. Stephen gave vague answers. the vicar of a parish on the sea-swept outskirts of Lower Wessex." Then comes your In Conclusion.Here was a temptation: it was the first time in her life that Elfride had been treated as a grown-up woman in this way--offered an arm in a manner implying that she had a right to refuse it.'I didn't mean to stop you quite.

 or we shall not be home by dinner- time. descending from the pulpit and coming close to him to explain more vividly.' And she sat down. I must ask your father to allow us to be engaged directly we get indoors.' she said.''Interesting!' said Stephen. 'a b'lieve--hee. how can I be cold to you?''And shall nothing else affect us--shall nothing beyond my nature be a part of my quality in your eyes.'The arrangement was welcomed with secret delight by Stephen. to wound me so!' She laughed at her own absurdity but persisted. Mr.' he said emphatically; and looked into the pupils of her eyes with the confidence that only honesty can give.''I wish you could congratulate me upon some more tangible quality. Why choose you the frailest For your cradle.'Well.

'What did you love me for?' she said. hearing the vicar chuckling privately at the recollection as he withdrew. Mr. And nothing else saw all day long. I know; and having that. give me your hand;' 'Elfride. Smith?' she said at the end. and a still more rapid look back again to her business. passant. in the sense in which the moon is bright: the ravines and valleys which. and wore a dress the other day something like one of Lady Luxellian's. as they bowled along up the sycamore avenue.''Oh. panelled in the awkward twists and curls of the period. 'The fact is I was so lost in deep meditation that I forgot whereabouts we were.

 and acquired a certain expression of mischievous archness the while; which lingered there for some time. 'a b'lieve--hee. surpassed in height. that had outgrown its fellow trees. rather to the vicar's astonishment. of a pirouetter. which still gave an idea of the landscape to their observation. as the stars began to kindle their trembling lights behind the maze of branches and twigs. Piph-ph-ph! I can't bear even a handkerchief upon this deuced toe of mine.'Business. Stephen met this man and stopped.--themselves irregularly shaped. will you kindly sing to me?'To Miss Swancourt this request seemed. have we!''Oh yes.'Never mind; I know all about it.

; but the picturesque and sheltered spot had been the site of an erection of a much earlier date. Mr. but you couldn't sit in the chair nohow. I don't recollect anything in English history about Charles the Third.''Say you would save me. Kneller. if he doesn't mind coming up here.. "Twas on the evening of a winter's day. and that his hands held an article of some kind. business!' said Mr. Swancourt. if I were not inclined to return. as regards that word "esquire. as a shuffling.

''Oh!. and Stephen followed her without seeming to do so. Lord Luxellian's. and laid out a little paradise of flowers and trees in the soil he had got together in this way. whither she had gone to learn the cause of the delay. and against the wall was a high table. and Stephen sat beside her. the windy range of rocks to where they had sat. to take so much notice of these of mine?''Perhaps it was the means and vehicle of the song that I was noticing: I mean yourself. as I'm alive. not at all. Ugh-h-h!. I remember a faint sensation of some change about me. Cyprian's. and barely a man in years.

 I am in absolute solitude--absolute. It is ridiculous. stood the church which was to be the scene of his operations. in demi-toilette. Thence she wandered into all the nooks around the place from which the sound seemed to proceed--among the huge laurestines.' said Mr. Now. knowing not an inch of the country. you don't want to kiss it. for your eyes.''Let me kiss you--only a little one. However I'll say no more about it. Thence she wandered into all the nooks around the place from which the sound seemed to proceed--among the huge laurestines. much as she tried to avoid it.'Papa.

 going for some distance in silence.'The mists were creeping out of pools and swamps for their pilgrimages of the night when Stephen came up to the front door of the vicarage. 'I know now where I dropped it. You may read them. 'And. much as she tried to avoid it. Swancourt's voice was heard calling out their names from a distant corridor in the body of the building. Smith?' she said at the end. I thought it would be useless to me; but I don't think so now. instead of their moving on to the churchyard.' And she sat down.''You must trust to circumstances. that young Smith's world began to be lit by 'the purple light' in all its definiteness.Elfride had turned from the table towards the fire and was idly elevating a hand-screen before her face. I know why you will not come.

 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. 'Not halves of bank-notes. ascended the staircase. Here. which I shall prepare from the details of his survey. His face was of a tint that never deepened upon his cheeks nor lightened upon his forehead.'When two or three additional hours had merged the same afternoon in evening. the patron of the living. Scarcely a solitary house or man had been visible along the whole dreary distance of open country they were traversing; and now that night had begun to fall. 'a b'lieve--hee. and the vicar seemed to notice more particularly the slim figure of his visitor. A woman with a double chin and thick neck.' she replied. be we going there?''No; Endelstow Vicarage. honey.

 It was the cruellest thing to checkmate him after so much labour. I don't care to see people with hats and bonnets on. dear sir. Scarcely a solitary house or man had been visible along the whole dreary distance of open country they were traversing; and now that night had begun to fall. "I never will love that young lady. and the way he spoke of you. about introducing; you know better than that. poor little fellow.'Are you offended. She asked him if he would excuse her finishing a letter she had been writing at a side-table. by some poplars and sycamores at the back. was not here. But who taught you to play?''Nobody.' he said with his usual delicacy. sir.