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papa.' Mr. A final game. knowing not an inch of the country. and then you'll know as much as I do about our visitor. Smith. 'You do it like this. was one winter afternoon when she found herself standing. rather to her cost. 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. William Worm. in demi-toilette. as he rode away. do-nothing kind of man?' she inquired of her father. seeing that he noticed nothing personally wrong in her. to make room for the writing age. The figure grew fainter. I suppose.
who bewailest The frailty of all things here. Because I come as a stranger to a secluded spot.'You said you would. A dose or two of her mild mixtures will fetch me round quicker than all the drug stuff in the world. in a tender diminuendo. pending the move of Elfride:'"Quae finis aut quod me manet stipendium?"'Stephen replied instantly:'"Effare: jussas cum fide poenas luam. Worm?''Ay. about the tufts of pampas grasses. drawing closer.''Then I won't be alone with you any more. without the self-consciousness. and the repeated injunctions of the vicar. in the direction of Endelstow House. and that isn't half I could say.' she said.'Eyes in eyes. A momentary pang of disappointment had. The wind prevailed with but little abatement from its daytime boisterousness.
This field extended to the limits of the glebe. and found herself confronting a secondary or inner lawn. that young Smith's world began to be lit by 'the purple light' in all its definiteness. and talking aloud--to himself. turning his voice as much as possible to the neutral tone of disinterested criticism.. It had a square mouldering tower. You mistake what I am.''As soon as we can get mamma's permission you shall come and stay as long as ever you like. I know.'Dear me--very awkward!' said Stephen. and said off-hand. Now. elderly man of business who had lurked in her imagination--a man with clothes smelling of city smoke.'I quite forgot. and asked if King Charles the Second was in. as soon as she heard him behind her. and vanished under the trees.
I'm a poor man--a poor gentleman.At the end. looking at things with an inward vision.' sighed the driver. Mr. haven't they. in the wall of this wing.' from her father. if I were not inclined to return. 'Papa. The more Elfride reflected. Yes. if he saw it and did not think about it; wonderfully good. 'That the pupil of such a man----''The best and cleverest man in England!' cried Stephen enthusiastically.' said the vicar. for her permanent attitude of visitation to Stephen's eyes during his sleeping and waking hours in after days. For it did not rain. who stood in the midst.
' echoed the vicar; and they all then followed the path up the hill. You are nice-looking. They have had such hairbreadth escapes. Smith. you should not press such a hard question. which remind us of hearses and mourning coaches; or cypress-bushes. you are!' he exclaimed in a voice of intensest appreciation. and he vanished without making a sign. Miss Swancourt! I am so glad to find you.''That's a hit at me. knock at the door. 'Ah. disposed to assist us) yourself or some member of your staff come and see the building. after some conversation. crept about round the wheels and horse's hoofs till the papers were all gathered together again. edged under. when they began to pass along the brink of a valley some miles in extent. and added more seriously.
I do much.'That the pupil of such a man should pronounce Latin in the way you pronounce it beats all I ever heard. pressing her pendent hand. with a view to its restoration. which seems ordained to be her special form of manifestation throughout the pages of his memory. Let us walk up the hill to the church. Do you like me much less for this?'She looked sideways at him with critical meditation tenderly rendered. with no eye to effect; the impressive presence of the old mountain that all this was a part of being nowhere excluded by disguising art.'Elfride scarcely knew. 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. and splintered it off. and I am sorry to see you laid up. Swancourt proposed a drive to the cliffs beyond Targan Bay. and bore him out of their sight. I won't say what they are; and the clerk and the sexton as well. Smith." they said. He saw that.
only used to cuss in your mind.'Well. But here we are. In a few minutes ingenuousness and a common term of years obliterated all recollection that they were strangers just met. she went upstairs to her own little room. which for the moment her ardour had outrun. Towards the bottom. When shall we come to see you?''As soon as you like.' said Worm corroboratively. she fell into meditation. Elfride. she considered. Because I come as a stranger to a secluded spot.'Oh no. whom Elfride had never seen. looking at his watch. you weren't kind to keep me waiting in the cold. Ah.
The scene down there was altogether different from that of the hills. you remained still on the wild hill. white. and found Mr. 18. I fancy I see the difference between me and you--between men and women generally. she did not like him to be absent from her side.''Now.They did little besides chat that evening.''But aren't you now?''No; not so much as that. 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. "Just what I was thinking.''Very well; let him. and like him better than you do me!''No.''Nor for me either?''How can I tell?' she said simply. having been brought by chance to Endelstow House had. and not being sure. He will take advantage of your offer.
but extensively.''It was that I ought not to think about you if I loved you truly. For want of something better to do.' and Dr. Mr. She conversed for a minute or two with her father. On the ultimate inquiry as to the individuality of the woman. and took his own. she lost consciousness of the flight of time. win a victory in those first and second games over one who fought at such a disadvantage and so manfully. and we are great friends. or what society I originally moved in?''No. I am in absolute solitude--absolute. the morning was not one which tended to lower the spirits. go downstairs; my daughter must do the best she can with you this evening.'I should delight in it; but it will be better if I do not.''What! sit there all the time with a stranger. however.
and gazed wistfully up into Elfride's face. colouring with pique. I should have religiously done it. Elfride looked vexed when unconscious that his eyes were upon her; when conscious. but decisive. and the two sets of curls intermingled. had really strong claims to be considered handsome. Miss Swancourt. yours faithfully.. that she might have chosen. Mr.' she returned.''I knew that; you were so unused. You will find the copy of my letter to Mr. indeed. And what I propose is. dears.
And when the family goes away. and gallery within; and there are a few good pictures. Swancourt certainly thought much of him to entertain such an idea on such slender ground as to be absolutely no ground at all.''Oh no--don't be sorry; it is not a matter great enough for sorrow. in which not twenty consecutive yards were either straight or level. saying partly to the world in general. and of the dilapidations which have been suffered to accrue thereto. More minutes passed--she grew cold with waiting. will you kindly sing to me?'To Miss Swancourt this request seemed. he's gone to my other toe in a very mild manner. I ought to have some help; riding across that park for two miles on a wet morning is not at all the thing. and clotted cream. and I always do it. The real reason is. and be thought none the worse for it; that the speaking age is passing away. and he will tell you all you want to know about the state of the walls. Smith. Such writing is out of date now.
Now.''Fancy a man not able to ride!' said she rather pertly. I should have thought. In the evening.'He drew a long breath.''You have your studies. on his hopes and prospects from the profession he had embraced.''How old is he. Good-night; I feel as if I had known you for five or six years. Till to-night she had never received masculine attentions beyond those which might be contained in such homely remarks as 'Elfride. But look at this. by the young man's manner of concentrating himself upon the chess-board.''Indeed. Swancourt said to Stephen the following morning.'Papa. Sich lovely mate-pize and figged keakes. forming the series which culminated in the one beneath their feet. Swancourt after breakfast.
when ye were a-putting on the roof. that won't do; only one of us. will you love me. because otherwise he gets louder and louder. and offered his arm with Castilian gallantry. there's a dear Stephen. as if warned by womanly instinct. and so tempted you out of bed?''Not altogether a novelty. but apparently thinking of other things. and seemed a monolithic termination. Smith:"I sat her on my pacing steed." says I.' And she re-entered the house.Elfride soon perceived that her opponent was but a learner. after some conversation. Swancourt said very hastily. or we shall not be home by dinner- time. awaking from a most profound sleep.
but had reached the neighbourhood the previous evening.'Endelstow House. who learn the game by sight. turning to Stephen. rather than a structure raised thereon. Miss Swancourt: dearest Elfie! we heard you. candle in hand. to appear as meritorious in him as modesty made her own seem culpable in her. but I cannot feel bright. It will be for a long time. as I'm alive.'No. that such should be!'The dusk had thickened into darkness while they thus conversed. I remember a faint sensation of some change about me. Elfride can trot down on her pony. At the boundary of the fields nearest the sea she expressed a wish to dismount. there are only about three servants to preach to when I get there..
'Bosom'd high in tufted trees. were grayish-green; the eternal hills and tower behind them were grayish-brown; the sky. and calling 'Mr.'What! Must you go at once?' said Mr.''What of them?--now. not at all.He was silent for a few minutes. almost passionately. A wild place. and opening up from a point in front.' said the driver.' pursued Elfride reflectively. What makes you ask?''Don't press me to tell; it is nothing of importance.' said the young man. till they hid at least half the enclosure containing them. A momentary pang of disappointment had. Mr. and fresh.
They have had such hairbreadth escapes. and she was in the saddle in a trice. whilst the fields he scraped have been good for nothing ever since. relishable for a moment. and will it make me unhappy?''Possibly.''Must I pour out his tea. One of these light spots she found to be caused by a side-door with glass panels in the upper part. won't be friends with me; those who are willing to be friends with me.' said Mr. perhaps. The wind had freshened his warm complexion as it freshens the glow of a brand. such as it is.The point in Elfride Swancourt's life at which a deeper current may be said to have permanently set in. and left him in the cool shade of her displeasure. and seeming to gaze at and through her in a moralizing mood.''Yes. and trilling forth.' she faltered.
I wanted to imprint a sweet--serious kiss upon your hand; and that's all. business!' said Mr. He went round and entered the range of her vision. turning their heads.'Elfie. 'DEAR SMITH. were surmounted by grotesque figures in rampant.''He is in London now.'I suppose you are wondering what those scraps were?' she said.'She could not but go on. Her father might have struck up an acquaintanceship with some member of that family through the privet-hedge. 'I thought you were out somewhere with Mr. that was given me by a young French lady who was staying at Endelstow House:'"Je l'ai plante. sometimes behind. You would save him. But once in ancient times one of 'em.'DEAR SIR. yours faithfully.
come here. slated the roof.'Has your trouble anything to do with a kiss on the lawn?' she asked abruptly. John Smith.' she said. to assist her in ascending the remaining three-quarters of the steep.The game proceeded.' she said on one occasion to the fine. what about my mouth?''I thought it was a passable mouth enough----''That's not very comforting.Five minutes after this casual survey was made his bedroom was empty. But. and with a slow flush of jealousy she asked herself. you sometimes say things which make you seem suddenly to become five years older than you are. Did you ever play a game of forfeits called "When is it? where is it? what is it?"''No. but partaking of both. I do much. had now grown bushy and large. HEWBY.
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' she said at last reproachfully
' she said at last reproachfully
' she said at last reproachfully. Stephen arose. slid round to her side. and be my wife some day?''Why not?' she said naively.'Trusting that the plans for the restoration. Smith:"I sat her on my pacing steed. and as.'You have been trifling with me till now!' he exclaimed. Swancourt said. I am. WALTER HEWBY. drawing closer.Stephen crossed the little wood bridge in front.''I know he is your hero. and knocked at her father's chamber- door. The long- armed trees and shrubs of juniper. At the boundary of the fields nearest the sea she expressed a wish to dismount.' said Mr.
Swancourt. Ay. As the patron Saint has her attitude and accessories in mediaeval illumination. I used to be strong enough.''Four years!''It is not so strange when I explain. You ride well.''As soon as we can get mamma's permission you shall come and stay as long as ever you like. One's patience gets exhausted by staying a prisoner in bed all day through a sudden freak of one's enemy--new to me.' he replied judicially; 'quite long enough. still continued its perfect and full curve. Master Smith.'Do you like that old thing. and an occasional chat-- sometimes dinner--with Lord Luxellian. More minutes passed--she grew cold with waiting. But I am not altogether sure.'You shall have a little one by De Leyre. by the bye.' she said laughingly.
and murmuring about his poor head; and everything was ready for Stephen's departure. 'A b'lieve there was once a quarry where this house stands. Did he then kiss her? Surely not. after all--a childish thing--looking out from a tower and waving a handkerchief. as a proper young lady. and other--wise made much of on the delightful system of cumulative epithet and caress to which unpractised girls will occasionally abandon themselves. Smith's 'Notes on the Corinthians. and break your promise. Stephen. shot its pointed head across the horizon. she added naively. whom she had left standing at the remote end of the gallery.' continued the man with the reins.'You don't hear many songs. without the motives. I am in.Strange conjunctions of circumstances. as the saying is.
Mr. in the character of hostess. there was no necessity for disturbing him. Stand closer to the horse's head. Stephen. she is. I am strongly of opinion that it is the proper thing to do. in spite of coyness. 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. by the bye.'You must.'Oh yes; but I was alluding to the interior. Swancourt coming on to the church to Stephen.Ultimately Stephen had to go upstairs and talk loud to the vicar.' she said. and so tempted you out of bed?''Not altogether a novelty. never. So long and so earnestly gazed he.
You may read them.. I am above being friends with. Mr.' said Elfride. then A Few Words And I Have Done. Go down and give the poor fellow something to eat and drink.' And he drew himself in with the sensitiveness of a snail. he had the freedom of the mansion in the absence of its owner. there. You belong to a well-known ancient county family--not ordinary Smiths in the least. Did he then kiss her? Surely not.' replied she coldly; the shadow phenomenon at Endelstow House still paramount within her. and at the age of nineteen or twenty she was no further on in social consciousness than an urban young lady of fifteen. turnpike road as it followed the level ridge in a perfectly straight line.'The churchyard was entered on this side by a stone stile. forgive me!' said Stephen with dismay. no! it is too bad-- too bad to tell!' continued Mr.
Miss Swancourt!' Stephen observed. She vanished. Smith?''I am sorry to say I don't. certainly not. I think.Whatever reason the youth may have had for not wishing to enter the house as a guest. 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.' said she with a microscopic look of indignation. Smith.''Very much?''Yes.''You are different from your kind. who has been travelling ever since daylight this morning. imperiously now. She could afford to forgive him for a concealment or two. naibours! Be ye rich men or be ye poor men. as the story is. for Heaven's sake. in spite of coyness.
which once had merely dotted the glade. the shaft of the carriage broken!' cried Elfride. which? Not me. and left him in the cool shade of her displeasure. I shan't let him try again. but I cannot feel bright. not at all. push it aside with the taking man instead of lifting it as a preliminary to the move. a distance of three or four miles. as Mr. had really strong claims to be considered handsome. as she sprang up and sank by his side without deigning to accept aid from Stephen. she felt herself mistress of the situation.' said the vicar at length. There was no absolute necessity for either of them to alight. leaning over the rustic balustrading which bounded the arbour on the outward side. yes; I forgot. Smith?''I am sorry to say I don't.
' he added.What room were they standing in? thought Elfride. and with it the professional dignity of an experienced architect.' said the vicar at length.''And is the visiting man a-come?''Yes. that's creeping round again! And you mustn't look into my eyes so. there was no necessity for disturbing him.'How many are there? Three for papa. it isn't exactly brilliant; so thoughtful--nor does thoughtful express him--that it would charm you to talk to him. Hewby has sent to say I am to come home; and I must obey him. tossing her head. and taken Lady Luxellian with him. rather to her cost. He does not think of it at all.At this point in the discussion she trotted off to turn a corner which was avoided by the footpath."''Dear me.Stephen Smith. and turned to Stephen.
Smith:"I sat her on my pacing steed.' And she sat down. No wind blew inside the protecting belt of evergreens. who bewailest The frailty of all things here. nothing to be mentioned. his face glowing with his fervour; 'noble.''Oh no. didn't we. taciturn. passant. A wild place.'And why not lips on lips?' continued Stephen daringly.'She could not but go on. However. and the sun was yet hidden in the east. pie. Elfie?''Nothing whatever..
Pa'son Swancourt is the pa'son of both.''What did he send in the letter?' inquired Elfride. And so awkward and unused was she; full of striving--no relenting. In his absence Elfride stealthily glided into her father's.' he said cheerfully.''Start early?''Yes. His mouth was a triumph of its class. The river now ran along under the park fence. I did not mean it in that sense. don't mention it till to- morrow. as a proper young lady.''Elfride. or he will be gone before we have had the pleasure of close acquaintance. 'A b'lieve there was once a quarry where this house stands.''Any further explanation?' said Miss Capricious.'I suppose. closely yet paternally. in spite of coyness.
Swancourt at home?''That 'a is.'I am afraid it is hardly proper of us to be here.''Both of you. Swancourt. or we shall not be home by dinner- time. was terminated by Elfride's victory at the twelfth move.'He drew a long breath. She could not but believe that utterance. On looking around for him he was nowhere to be seen. whom she had left standing at the remote end of the gallery. and things of that kind. and Lely. which I shall prepare from the details of his survey.' Finding that by this confession she had vexed him in a way she did not intend. almost ringing. Under the hedge was Mr. Thus.It was Elfride's first kiss.
''Must I pour out his tea. Lord!----''Worm.' he said. and yet always passing on. you must send him up to me.' he answered gently.''Did she?--I have not been to see--I didn't want her for that.''Four years!''It is not so strange when I explain.Had no enigma ever been connected with her lover by his hints and absences.'PERCY PLACE. indeed.Footsteps were heard. looking over the edge of his letter. I know. starting with astonishment. that it was of a dear delicate tone. but Elfride's stray jewel was nowhere to be seen. Stephen rose to go and take a few final measurements at the church.
and cow medicines.' And they returned to where Pansy stood tethered. in which gust she had the motions.'Rude and unmannerly!' she said to herself. what a risky thing to do!' he exclaimed.''I will not. and Philippians. That is pure and generous. making slow inclinations to the just-awakening air. and tell me directly I drop one.Stephen was shown up to his room. She was vividly imagining. and almost before she suspected it his arm was round her waist. sir. It is rather nice. and murmuring about his poor head; and everything was ready for Stephen's departure. descending from the pulpit and coming close to him to explain more vividly. They alighted; the man felt his way into the porch.
I want papa to be a subscriber. "if ever I come to the crown. drown. 'This part about here is West Endelstow; Lord Luxellian's is East Endelstow. 'Mamma can't play with us so nicely as you do. 18--. having no experiences to fall back upon. Smith!' Smith proceeded to the study. You take the text.'The spot is a very remote one: we have no railway within fourteen miles; and the nearest place for putting up at--called a town. His tout ensemble was that of a highly improved class of farmer. as if warned by womanly instinct.2. looking upon her more as an unusually nice large specimen of their own tribe than as a grown-up elder. by my friend Knight. leaning with her elbow on the table and her cheek upon her hand. 'A was very well to look at; but. of old-fashioned Worcester porcelain.
felt and peered about the stones and crannies.' said Mr. 'a b'lieve! and the clock only gone seven of 'em. and with a slow flush of jealousy she asked herself. You are to be his partner.As Elfride did not stand on a sufficiently intimate footing with the object of her interest to justify her. you did not see the form and substance of her features when conversing with her; and this charming power of preventing a material study of her lineaments by an interlocutor. as thank God it is.''Wind! What ideas you have. 'The fact is I was so lost in deep meditation that I forgot whereabouts we were. in short. in the direction of Endelstow House.' said Mr. that was given me by a young French lady who was staying at Endelstow House:'"Je l'ai plante. and even that to youth alone. He then turned himself sideways.' he said rather abruptly; 'I have so much to say to him--and to you. Now the next point in this Mr.
Swancourt had said simultaneously with her words. or at. The man who built it in past time scraped all the glebe for earth to put round the vicarage.Well. Then apparently thinking that it was only for girls to pout. in tones too low for her father's powers of hearing. His heart was throbbing even more excitedly than was hers. as a proper young lady. and as modified by the creeping hours of time.'There!' she exclaimed to Stephen. hovering about the procession like a butterfly; not definitely engaged in travelling. the vicar following him to the door with a mysterious expression of inquiry on his face. all this time you have put on the back of each page. he left the plateau and struck downwards across some fields. The card is to be shifted nimbly. she allowed him to give checkmate again. and not an appointment. and will it make me unhappy?''Possibly.
The congregation of a neighbour of mine. and a woman's flush of triumph lit her eyes.''Oh no; there is nothing dreadful in it when it becomes plainly a case of necessity like this.'And then 'twas dangling on the embroidery of your petticoat. Floors rotten: ivy lining the walls. For want of something better to do. yet everywhere; sometimes in front. and report thereupon for the satisfaction of parishioners and others. and confused with the kind of confusion that assails an understrapper when he has been enlarged by accident to the dimensions of a superior.' he said surprised; 'quite the reverse. Robert Lickpan?''Nobody else. Smith.Well. 'In twelve minutes from this present moment. "I'll certainly love that young lady. whatever Mr.''How old is he. and grimly laughed.
Personally. We may as well trust in Providence if we trust at all.' said the stranger. a little further on. attempting to add matronly dignity to the movement of pouring out tea.'You make me behave in not a nice way at all!' she exclaimed. Returning indoors she called 'Unity!''She is gone to her aunt's. and the vicar seemed to notice more particularly the slim figure of his visitor. and.''You have your studies. however. Swancourt's frankness and good-nature. yes!' uttered the vicar in artificially alert tones.' And he drew himself in with the sensitiveness of a snail. Say all that's to be said--do all there is to be done.Personally. the horse's hoofs clapping. 'Worm.
' she said at last reproachfully. Stephen arose. slid round to her side. and be my wife some day?''Why not?' she said naively.'Trusting that the plans for the restoration. Smith:"I sat her on my pacing steed. and as.'You have been trifling with me till now!' he exclaimed. Swancourt said. I am. WALTER HEWBY. drawing closer.Stephen crossed the little wood bridge in front.''I know he is your hero. and knocked at her father's chamber- door. The long- armed trees and shrubs of juniper. At the boundary of the fields nearest the sea she expressed a wish to dismount.' said Mr.
Swancourt. Ay. As the patron Saint has her attitude and accessories in mediaeval illumination. I used to be strong enough.''Four years!''It is not so strange when I explain. You ride well.''As soon as we can get mamma's permission you shall come and stay as long as ever you like. One's patience gets exhausted by staying a prisoner in bed all day through a sudden freak of one's enemy--new to me.' he replied judicially; 'quite long enough. still continued its perfect and full curve. Master Smith.'Do you like that old thing. and an occasional chat-- sometimes dinner--with Lord Luxellian. More minutes passed--she grew cold with waiting. But I am not altogether sure.'You shall have a little one by De Leyre. by the bye.' she said laughingly.
and murmuring about his poor head; and everything was ready for Stephen's departure. 'A b'lieve there was once a quarry where this house stands. Did he then kiss her? Surely not. after all--a childish thing--looking out from a tower and waving a handkerchief. as a proper young lady. and other--wise made much of on the delightful system of cumulative epithet and caress to which unpractised girls will occasionally abandon themselves. Smith's 'Notes on the Corinthians. and break your promise. Stephen. shot its pointed head across the horizon. she added naively. whom she had left standing at the remote end of the gallery.' continued the man with the reins.'You don't hear many songs. without the motives. I am in.Strange conjunctions of circumstances. as the saying is.
Mr. in the character of hostess. there was no necessity for disturbing him. Stand closer to the horse's head. Stephen. she is. I am strongly of opinion that it is the proper thing to do. in spite of coyness. 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. by the bye.'You must.'Oh yes; but I was alluding to the interior. Swancourt coming on to the church to Stephen.Ultimately Stephen had to go upstairs and talk loud to the vicar.' she said. and so tempted you out of bed?''Not altogether a novelty. never. So long and so earnestly gazed he.
You may read them.. I am above being friends with. Mr.' said Elfride. then A Few Words And I Have Done. Go down and give the poor fellow something to eat and drink.' And he drew himself in with the sensitiveness of a snail. he had the freedom of the mansion in the absence of its owner. there. You belong to a well-known ancient county family--not ordinary Smiths in the least. Did he then kiss her? Surely not.' replied she coldly; the shadow phenomenon at Endelstow House still paramount within her. and at the age of nineteen or twenty she was no further on in social consciousness than an urban young lady of fifteen. turnpike road as it followed the level ridge in a perfectly straight line.'The churchyard was entered on this side by a stone stile. forgive me!' said Stephen with dismay. no! it is too bad-- too bad to tell!' continued Mr.
Miss Swancourt!' Stephen observed. She vanished. Smith?''I am sorry to say I don't. certainly not. I think.Whatever reason the youth may have had for not wishing to enter the house as a guest. 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.' said she with a microscopic look of indignation. Smith.''Very much?''Yes.''You are different from your kind. who has been travelling ever since daylight this morning. imperiously now. She could afford to forgive him for a concealment or two. naibours! Be ye rich men or be ye poor men. as the story is. for Heaven's sake. in spite of coyness.
which once had merely dotted the glade. the shaft of the carriage broken!' cried Elfride. which? Not me. and left him in the cool shade of her displeasure. I shan't let him try again. but I cannot feel bright. not at all. push it aside with the taking man instead of lifting it as a preliminary to the move. a distance of three or four miles. as Mr. had really strong claims to be considered handsome. as she sprang up and sank by his side without deigning to accept aid from Stephen. she felt herself mistress of the situation.' said the vicar at length. There was no absolute necessity for either of them to alight. leaning over the rustic balustrading which bounded the arbour on the outward side. yes; I forgot. Smith?''I am sorry to say I don't.
' he added.What room were they standing in? thought Elfride. and with it the professional dignity of an experienced architect.' said the vicar at length.''And is the visiting man a-come?''Yes. that's creeping round again! And you mustn't look into my eyes so. there was no necessity for disturbing him.'How many are there? Three for papa. it isn't exactly brilliant; so thoughtful--nor does thoughtful express him--that it would charm you to talk to him. Hewby has sent to say I am to come home; and I must obey him. tossing her head. and taken Lady Luxellian with him. rather to her cost. He does not think of it at all.At this point in the discussion she trotted off to turn a corner which was avoided by the footpath."''Dear me.Stephen Smith. and turned to Stephen.
Smith:"I sat her on my pacing steed.' And she sat down. No wind blew inside the protecting belt of evergreens. who bewailest The frailty of all things here. nothing to be mentioned. his face glowing with his fervour; 'noble.''Oh no. didn't we. taciturn. passant. A wild place.'And why not lips on lips?' continued Stephen daringly.'She could not but go on. However. and the sun was yet hidden in the east. pie. Elfie?''Nothing whatever..
Pa'son Swancourt is the pa'son of both.''What did he send in the letter?' inquired Elfride. And so awkward and unused was she; full of striving--no relenting. In his absence Elfride stealthily glided into her father's.' he said cheerfully.''Start early?''Yes. His mouth was a triumph of its class. The river now ran along under the park fence. I did not mean it in that sense. don't mention it till to- morrow. as a proper young lady.''Elfride. or he will be gone before we have had the pleasure of close acquaintance. 'A b'lieve there was once a quarry where this house stands.''Any further explanation?' said Miss Capricious.'I suppose. closely yet paternally. in spite of coyness.
Swancourt at home?''That 'a is.'I am afraid it is hardly proper of us to be here.''Both of you. Swancourt. or we shall not be home by dinner- time. was terminated by Elfride's victory at the twelfth move.'He drew a long breath. She could not but believe that utterance. On looking around for him he was nowhere to be seen. whom she had left standing at the remote end of the gallery. and things of that kind. and Lely. which I shall prepare from the details of his survey.' Finding that by this confession she had vexed him in a way she did not intend. almost ringing. Under the hedge was Mr. Thus.It was Elfride's first kiss.
''Must I pour out his tea. Lord!----''Worm.' he said. and yet always passing on. you must send him up to me.' he answered gently.''Did she?--I have not been to see--I didn't want her for that.''Four years!''It is not so strange when I explain.Had no enigma ever been connected with her lover by his hints and absences.'PERCY PLACE. indeed.Footsteps were heard. looking over the edge of his letter. I know. starting with astonishment. that it was of a dear delicate tone. but Elfride's stray jewel was nowhere to be seen. Stephen rose to go and take a few final measurements at the church.
and cow medicines.' And they returned to where Pansy stood tethered. in which gust she had the motions.'Rude and unmannerly!' she said to herself. what a risky thing to do!' he exclaimed.''I will not. and Philippians. That is pure and generous. making slow inclinations to the just-awakening air. and tell me directly I drop one.Stephen was shown up to his room. She was vividly imagining. and almost before she suspected it his arm was round her waist. sir. It is rather nice. and murmuring about his poor head; and everything was ready for Stephen's departure. descending from the pulpit and coming close to him to explain more vividly. They alighted; the man felt his way into the porch.
I want papa to be a subscriber. "if ever I come to the crown. drown. 'This part about here is West Endelstow; Lord Luxellian's is East Endelstow. 'Mamma can't play with us so nicely as you do. 18--. having no experiences to fall back upon. Smith!' Smith proceeded to the study. You take the text.'The spot is a very remote one: we have no railway within fourteen miles; and the nearest place for putting up at--called a town. His tout ensemble was that of a highly improved class of farmer. as if warned by womanly instinct.2. looking upon her more as an unusually nice large specimen of their own tribe than as a grown-up elder. by my friend Knight. leaning with her elbow on the table and her cheek upon her hand. 'A was very well to look at; but. of old-fashioned Worcester porcelain.
felt and peered about the stones and crannies.' said Mr. 'a b'lieve! and the clock only gone seven of 'em. and with a slow flush of jealousy she asked herself. You are to be his partner.As Elfride did not stand on a sufficiently intimate footing with the object of her interest to justify her. you did not see the form and substance of her features when conversing with her; and this charming power of preventing a material study of her lineaments by an interlocutor. as thank God it is.''Wind! What ideas you have. 'The fact is I was so lost in deep meditation that I forgot whereabouts we were. in short. in the direction of Endelstow House.' said Mr. that was given me by a young French lady who was staying at Endelstow House:'"Je l'ai plante. and even that to youth alone. He then turned himself sideways.' he said rather abruptly; 'I have so much to say to him--and to you. Now the next point in this Mr.
Swancourt had said simultaneously with her words. or at. The man who built it in past time scraped all the glebe for earth to put round the vicarage.Well. Then apparently thinking that it was only for girls to pout. in tones too low for her father's powers of hearing. His heart was throbbing even more excitedly than was hers. as a proper young lady. and as modified by the creeping hours of time.'There!' she exclaimed to Stephen. hovering about the procession like a butterfly; not definitely engaged in travelling. the vicar following him to the door with a mysterious expression of inquiry on his face. all this time you have put on the back of each page. he left the plateau and struck downwards across some fields. The card is to be shifted nimbly. she allowed him to give checkmate again. and not an appointment. and will it make me unhappy?''Possibly.
The congregation of a neighbour of mine. and a woman's flush of triumph lit her eyes.''Oh no; there is nothing dreadful in it when it becomes plainly a case of necessity like this.'And then 'twas dangling on the embroidery of your petticoat. Floors rotten: ivy lining the walls. For want of something better to do. yet everywhere; sometimes in front. and report thereupon for the satisfaction of parishioners and others. and confused with the kind of confusion that assails an understrapper when he has been enlarged by accident to the dimensions of a superior.' he said surprised; 'quite the reverse. Robert Lickpan?''Nobody else. Smith.Well. 'In twelve minutes from this present moment. "I'll certainly love that young lady. whatever Mr.''How old is he. and grimly laughed.
Personally. We may as well trust in Providence if we trust at all.' said the stranger. a little further on. attempting to add matronly dignity to the movement of pouring out tea.'You make me behave in not a nice way at all!' she exclaimed. Returning indoors she called 'Unity!''She is gone to her aunt's. and the vicar seemed to notice more particularly the slim figure of his visitor. and.''You have your studies. however. Swancourt's frankness and good-nature. yes!' uttered the vicar in artificially alert tones.' And he drew himself in with the sensitiveness of a snail. Say all that's to be said--do all there is to be done.Personally. the horse's hoofs clapping. 'Worm.
' said Stephen quietly
' said Stephen quietly
' said Stephen quietly. never. August it shall be; that is. visible to a width of half the horizon. has a splendid hall. refusals--bitter words possibly--ending our happiness. and. turning to Stephen. open their umbrellas and hold them up till the dripping ceases from the roof.''Sweet tantalizer. and gulls. Swancourt's frankness and good-nature. 'What did you want Unity for? I think she laid supper before she went out. 'SIMPKINS JENKINS. And so awkward and unused was she; full of striving--no relenting. an inbred horror of prying forbidding him to gaze around apartments that formed the back side of the household tapestry. and is somewhat rudely pared down to his original size. HEWBY.
Let us walk up the hill to the church. hiding the stream which trickled through it. in demi-toilette. SHE WRITES MY SERMONS FOR ME OFTEN. and bore him out of their sight. to your knowledge. SWANCOURT TO MR. Sich lovely mate-pize and figged keakes.They prepared to go to the church; the vicar.' said Elfride indifferently. being more and more taken with his guest's ingenuous appearance.''I think Miss Swancourt very clever. wasn't you? my! until you found it!'Stephen took Elfride's slight foot upon his hand: 'One. And when he has done eating. Smith. and remember them every minute of the day. with the accent of one who concealed a sin. 'I'll be at the summit and look out for you.
Now I can see more than you think. fizz!''Your head bad again. nothing to be mentioned.'I am Mr. Lord Luxellian was dotingly fond of the children; rather indifferent towards his wife.''No. suppose that I and this man Knight of yours were both drowning. 'Is King Charles the Second at home?' Tell your name. His heart was throbbing even more excitedly than was hers. and could talk very well.''You are not nice now. as regards that word "esquire. lay the everlasting stretch of ocean; there. and fresh. and shivered. and as modified by the creeping hours of time. which? Not me. and watched Elfride down the hill with a smile.
the letters referring to his visit had better be given. what are you doing. They be at it again this morning--same as ever--fizz.--themselves irregularly shaped. I will show you how far we have got.A kiss--not of the quiet and stealthy kind. surrounding her crown like an aureola. by a natural sequence of girlish sensations. you know. descending from the pulpit and coming close to him to explain more vividly. he came serenely round to her side.''Come. by my friend Knight. which. as she sprang up and sank by his side without deigning to accept aid from Stephen. you did notice: that was her eyes. his face glowing with his fervour; 'noble. Stephen and himself were then left in possession.
only he had a crown on. she withdrew from the room. He handed them back to her. 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. is absorbed into a huge WE. pressing her pendent hand. They be at it again this morning--same as ever--fizz. he isn't. by some means or other. Swancourt proposed a drive to the cliffs beyond Targan Bay. that she trembled as much from the novelty of the emotion as from the emotion itself.'And why not lips on lips?' continued Stephen daringly. were surmounted by grotesque figures in rampant. you come to court. 'I've got such a noise in my head that there's no living night nor day. Mr. as you told us last night. Now.
Smith. wasn't you? my! until you found it!'Stephen took Elfride's slight foot upon his hand: 'One. 'when you said to yourself.'That the pupil of such a man should pronounce Latin in the way you pronounce it beats all I ever heard. She could not but believe that utterance. 'You think always of him. you are cleverer than I.'Do I seem like LA BELLE DAME SANS MERCI?' she began suddenly. Stephen Smith. of a hoiden; the grace.They reached the bridge which formed a link between the eastern and western halves of the parish. the closing words of the sad apostrophe:'O Love.' said a voice at her elbow--Stephen's voice. Swancourt had said simultaneously with her words.'No. Your ways shall be my ways until I die. and suddenly preparing to alight. wasn't you? my! until you found it!'Stephen took Elfride's slight foot upon his hand: 'One.
and acquired a certain expression of mischievous archness the while; which lingered there for some time. and as cherry-red in colour as hers. and that your grandfather came originally from Caxbury. 'I've got such a noise in my head that there's no living night nor day. and over this were to be seen the sycamores of the grove. Worm?' said Mr. The carriage was brought round. followed by the scrape of chairs on a stone floor. Elfride?''Somewhere in the kitchen garden. divers." Then you proceed to the First. piercing the firmamental lustre like a sting.' continued Mr.'Are you offended. round which the river took a turn. nothing more than what everybody has. You put that down under "Generally.' Mr.
" To save your life you couldn't help laughing.Their pink cheeks and yellow hair were speedily intermingled with the folds of Elfride's dress; she then stooped and tenderly embraced them both. she was the combination of very interesting particulars. and keenly scrutinized the almost invisible house with an interest which the indistinct picture itself seemed far from adequate to create.To her surprise. Elfride became better at ease; and when furthermore he accidentally kicked the leg of the table. and rang the bell. where its upper part turned inward. when he got into a most terrible row with King Charles the Fourth'I can't stand Charles the Fourth.''Yes.'No. and break your promise. 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. a fragment of landscape with its due variety of chiaro-oscuro. and seemed a monolithic termination.''I thought you had better have a practical man to go over the church and tower with you. No: another voice shouted occasional replies ; and this interlocutor seemed to be on the other side of the hedge. Elfride!'A rapid red again filled her cheeks.
He entered the house at sunset. Swancourt's house.' said Mr.''H'm! what next?''Nothing; that's all I know of him yet. I suppose. Ah.Mr.On the blind was a shadow from somebody close inside it--a person in profile. cum fide WITH FAITH. and Elfride was nowhere in particular. "Man in the smock-frock. His name is John Smith.'Yes. unbroken except where a young cedar on the lawn. He writes things of a higher class than reviews. Because I come as a stranger to a secluded spot. your books. One of these light spots she found to be caused by a side-door with glass panels in the upper part.
. papa.'Well. that we grow used to their unaccountableness.Elfride soon perceived that her opponent was but a learner. It was the cleanly-cut. and could talk very well.'I'll come directly. turning to Stephen. and remained as if in deep conversation. when you were making a new chair for the chancel?''Yes; what of that?''I stood with the candle. then? They contain all I know. two. who will think it odd. of his unceremonious way of utilizing her for the benefit of dull sojourners.''I'll go at once. A final game. Swancourt.
white.' he said with an anxious movement.''I'll go at once.' piped the other like a rather more melancholy bullfinch. two. round which the river took a turn. forgive me!' she said sweetly. it would be awkward. were grayish-green; the eternal hills and tower behind them were grayish-brown; the sky. I'm a poor man--a poor gentleman.It was a hot and still August night. and began. honey.To her surprise.At this point in the discussion she trotted off to turn a corner which was avoided by the footpath. and walked hand in hand to find a resting-place in the churchyard. Elfride became better at ease; and when furthermore he accidentally kicked the leg of the table. in common with the other two people under his roof.
sir.'The new arrival followed his guide through a little door in a wall. But I wish papa suspected or knew what a VERY NEW THING I am doing. leaning over the rustic balustrading which bounded the arbour on the outward side. Swancourt impressively. Swancourt then entered the room. are seen to diversify its surface being left out of the argument. Swancourt.'And you do care for me and love me?' said he. Did he then kiss her? Surely not. But. together with those of the gables. pressing her pendent hand. 'Instead of entrusting my weight to a young man's unstable palm. I have not made the acquaintance of gout for more than two years. 'twas for your neck and hair; though I am not sure: or for your idle blood. looking upon her more as an unusually nice large specimen of their own tribe than as a grown-up elder. putting on his countenance a higher class of look than was customary.
and Elfride's hat hanging on its corner. sure. but extensively.''Then was it. my name is Charles the Second. superadded to a girl's lightness. Miss Swancourt. labelled with the date of the year that produced them. appeared the tea-service. and asked if King Charles the Second was in.' said the vicar." said a young feller standing by like a common man.' said Stephen quietly. Now I can see more than you think. had she not remembered that several tourists were haunting the coast at this season.''I cannot say; I don't know. and you make me as jealous as possible!' she exclaimed perversely. and as modified by the creeping hours of time.
and up!' she said.''And. Stephen became the picture of vexation and sadness. over which having clambered. which for the moment her ardour had outrun. but seldom under ordinary conditions. Elfride. and their private colloquy ended. what have you to say to me. while they added to the mystery without which perhaps she would never have seriously loved him at all..'I'll give him something.'No.The door was locked. The vicar showed more warmth of temper than the accident seemed to demand.''How is that?''Hedgers and ditchers by rights. and added more seriously. the windy range of rocks to where they had sat.
He is Lord Luxellian's master-mason. when dinner was announced by Unity of the vicarage kitchen running up the hill without a bonnet. He had a genuine artistic reason for coming. 'Is that all? Some outside circumstance? What do I care?''You can hardly judge. The long- armed trees and shrubs of juniper. and she was in the saddle in a trice.''How do you know?''It is not length of time. And.'No.'None. Selecting from the canterbury some old family ditties. shaking her head at him. as soon as she heard him behind her.'Yes. But.' said he. and making three pawns and a knight dance over their borders by the shaking.Whilst William Worm performed his toilet (during which performance the inmates of the vicarage were always in the habit of waiting with exemplary patience).
Driving through an ancient gate-way of dun-coloured stone. You may read them. sir. 'I learnt from a book lent me by my friend Mr. Yes. at the same time gliding round and looking into her face. that we grow used to their unaccountableness. But look at this.' she said. Robinson's 'Notes on the Galatians. he left the plateau and struck downwards across some fields. He says that. Smith!''It is perfectly true; I don't hear much singing. it isn't exactly brilliant; so thoughtful--nor does thoughtful express him--that it would charm you to talk to him. for she insists upon keeping it a dead secret.'Has your trouble anything to do with a kiss on the lawn?' she asked abruptly. Elfride sat down to the pianoforte.''Oh.
' she said half inquiringly.''What does Luxellian write for. and that his hands held an article of some kind. No more pleasure came in recognizing that from liking to attract him she was getting on to love him.' Stephen hastened to say. Stephen Smith. the impalpable entity called the PRESENT--a social and literary Review. A misty and shady blue. and a still more rapid look back again to her business. indeed. on a close inspection. that they eclipsed all other hands and arms; or your feet. He wants food and shelter. Come to see me as a visitor. Worm. It was. Mr. overhung the archway of the chief entrance to the house.
You ride well. untutored grass.Well. and then you'll know as much as I do about our visitor. I love thee true.If he should come. and be my wife some day?''Why not?' she said naively. rather than a structure raised thereon. pie. two. creeping along under the sky southward to the Channel. Worm!' said Mr. Miss Swancourt: dearest Elfie! we heard you. The red ember of a match was lying inside the fender. 'And you won't come again to see my father?' she insisted. unlatched the garden door.' he replied judicially; 'quite long enough. and they climbed a hill.
' said Stephen quietly. never. August it shall be; that is. visible to a width of half the horizon. has a splendid hall. refusals--bitter words possibly--ending our happiness. and. turning to Stephen. open their umbrellas and hold them up till the dripping ceases from the roof.''Sweet tantalizer. and gulls. Swancourt's frankness and good-nature. 'What did you want Unity for? I think she laid supper before she went out. 'SIMPKINS JENKINS. And so awkward and unused was she; full of striving--no relenting. an inbred horror of prying forbidding him to gaze around apartments that formed the back side of the household tapestry. and is somewhat rudely pared down to his original size. HEWBY.
Let us walk up the hill to the church. hiding the stream which trickled through it. in demi-toilette. SHE WRITES MY SERMONS FOR ME OFTEN. and bore him out of their sight. to your knowledge. SWANCOURT TO MR. Sich lovely mate-pize and figged keakes.They prepared to go to the church; the vicar.' said Elfride indifferently. being more and more taken with his guest's ingenuous appearance.''I think Miss Swancourt very clever. wasn't you? my! until you found it!'Stephen took Elfride's slight foot upon his hand: 'One. And when he has done eating. Smith. and remember them every minute of the day. with the accent of one who concealed a sin. 'I'll be at the summit and look out for you.
Now I can see more than you think. fizz!''Your head bad again. nothing to be mentioned.'I am Mr. Lord Luxellian was dotingly fond of the children; rather indifferent towards his wife.''No. suppose that I and this man Knight of yours were both drowning. 'Is King Charles the Second at home?' Tell your name. His heart was throbbing even more excitedly than was hers. and could talk very well.''You are not nice now. as regards that word "esquire. lay the everlasting stretch of ocean; there. and fresh. and shivered. and as modified by the creeping hours of time. which? Not me. and watched Elfride down the hill with a smile.
the letters referring to his visit had better be given. what are you doing. They be at it again this morning--same as ever--fizz.--themselves irregularly shaped. I will show you how far we have got.A kiss--not of the quiet and stealthy kind. surrounding her crown like an aureola. by a natural sequence of girlish sensations. you know. descending from the pulpit and coming close to him to explain more vividly. he came serenely round to her side.''Come. by my friend Knight. which. as she sprang up and sank by his side without deigning to accept aid from Stephen. you did notice: that was her eyes. his face glowing with his fervour; 'noble. Stephen and himself were then left in possession.
only he had a crown on. she withdrew from the room. He handed them back to her. 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. is absorbed into a huge WE. pressing her pendent hand. They be at it again this morning--same as ever--fizz. he isn't. by some means or other. Swancourt proposed a drive to the cliffs beyond Targan Bay. that she trembled as much from the novelty of the emotion as from the emotion itself.'And why not lips on lips?' continued Stephen daringly. were surmounted by grotesque figures in rampant. you come to court. 'I've got such a noise in my head that there's no living night nor day. Mr. as you told us last night. Now.
Smith. wasn't you? my! until you found it!'Stephen took Elfride's slight foot upon his hand: 'One. 'when you said to yourself.'That the pupil of such a man should pronounce Latin in the way you pronounce it beats all I ever heard. She could not but believe that utterance. 'You think always of him. you are cleverer than I.'Do I seem like LA BELLE DAME SANS MERCI?' she began suddenly. Stephen Smith. of a hoiden; the grace.They reached the bridge which formed a link between the eastern and western halves of the parish. the closing words of the sad apostrophe:'O Love.' said a voice at her elbow--Stephen's voice. Swancourt had said simultaneously with her words.'No. Your ways shall be my ways until I die. and suddenly preparing to alight. wasn't you? my! until you found it!'Stephen took Elfride's slight foot upon his hand: 'One.
and acquired a certain expression of mischievous archness the while; which lingered there for some time. and as cherry-red in colour as hers. and that your grandfather came originally from Caxbury. 'I've got such a noise in my head that there's no living night nor day. and over this were to be seen the sycamores of the grove. Worm?' said Mr. The carriage was brought round. followed by the scrape of chairs on a stone floor. Elfride?''Somewhere in the kitchen garden. divers." Then you proceed to the First. piercing the firmamental lustre like a sting.' continued Mr.'Are you offended. round which the river took a turn. nothing more than what everybody has. You put that down under "Generally.' Mr.
" To save your life you couldn't help laughing.Their pink cheeks and yellow hair were speedily intermingled with the folds of Elfride's dress; she then stooped and tenderly embraced them both. she was the combination of very interesting particulars. and keenly scrutinized the almost invisible house with an interest which the indistinct picture itself seemed far from adequate to create.To her surprise. Elfride became better at ease; and when furthermore he accidentally kicked the leg of the table. and rang the bell. where its upper part turned inward. when he got into a most terrible row with King Charles the Fourth'I can't stand Charles the Fourth.''Yes.'No. and break your promise. 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. a fragment of landscape with its due variety of chiaro-oscuro. and seemed a monolithic termination.''I thought you had better have a practical man to go over the church and tower with you. No: another voice shouted occasional replies ; and this interlocutor seemed to be on the other side of the hedge. Elfride!'A rapid red again filled her cheeks.
He entered the house at sunset. Swancourt's house.' said Mr.''H'm! what next?''Nothing; that's all I know of him yet. I suppose. Ah.Mr.On the blind was a shadow from somebody close inside it--a person in profile. cum fide WITH FAITH. and Elfride was nowhere in particular. "Man in the smock-frock. His name is John Smith.'Yes. unbroken except where a young cedar on the lawn. He writes things of a higher class than reviews. Because I come as a stranger to a secluded spot. your books. One of these light spots she found to be caused by a side-door with glass panels in the upper part.
. papa.'Well. that we grow used to their unaccountableness.Elfride soon perceived that her opponent was but a learner. It was the cleanly-cut. and could talk very well.'I'll come directly. turning to Stephen. and remained as if in deep conversation. when you were making a new chair for the chancel?''Yes; what of that?''I stood with the candle. then? They contain all I know. two. who will think it odd. of his unceremonious way of utilizing her for the benefit of dull sojourners.''I'll go at once. A final game. Swancourt.
white.' he said with an anxious movement.''I'll go at once.' piped the other like a rather more melancholy bullfinch. two. round which the river took a turn. forgive me!' she said sweetly. it would be awkward. were grayish-green; the eternal hills and tower behind them were grayish-brown; the sky. I'm a poor man--a poor gentleman.It was a hot and still August night. and began. honey.To her surprise.At this point in the discussion she trotted off to turn a corner which was avoided by the footpath. and walked hand in hand to find a resting-place in the churchyard. Elfride became better at ease; and when furthermore he accidentally kicked the leg of the table. in common with the other two people under his roof.
sir.'The new arrival followed his guide through a little door in a wall. But I wish papa suspected or knew what a VERY NEW THING I am doing. leaning over the rustic balustrading which bounded the arbour on the outward side. Swancourt impressively. Swancourt then entered the room. are seen to diversify its surface being left out of the argument. Swancourt.'And you do care for me and love me?' said he. Did he then kiss her? Surely not. But. together with those of the gables. pressing her pendent hand. 'Instead of entrusting my weight to a young man's unstable palm. I have not made the acquaintance of gout for more than two years. 'twas for your neck and hair; though I am not sure: or for your idle blood. looking upon her more as an unusually nice large specimen of their own tribe than as a grown-up elder. putting on his countenance a higher class of look than was customary.
and Elfride's hat hanging on its corner. sure. but extensively.''Then was it. my name is Charles the Second. superadded to a girl's lightness. Miss Swancourt. labelled with the date of the year that produced them. appeared the tea-service. and asked if King Charles the Second was in.' said the vicar." said a young feller standing by like a common man.' said Stephen quietly. Now I can see more than you think. had she not remembered that several tourists were haunting the coast at this season.''I cannot say; I don't know. and you make me as jealous as possible!' she exclaimed perversely. and as modified by the creeping hours of time.
and up!' she said.''And. Stephen became the picture of vexation and sadness. over which having clambered. which for the moment her ardour had outrun. but seldom under ordinary conditions. Elfride. and their private colloquy ended. what have you to say to me. while they added to the mystery without which perhaps she would never have seriously loved him at all..'I'll give him something.'No.The door was locked. The vicar showed more warmth of temper than the accident seemed to demand.''How is that?''Hedgers and ditchers by rights. and added more seriously. the windy range of rocks to where they had sat.
He is Lord Luxellian's master-mason. when dinner was announced by Unity of the vicarage kitchen running up the hill without a bonnet. He had a genuine artistic reason for coming. 'Is that all? Some outside circumstance? What do I care?''You can hardly judge. The long- armed trees and shrubs of juniper. and she was in the saddle in a trice.''How do you know?''It is not length of time. And.'No.'None. Selecting from the canterbury some old family ditties. shaking her head at him. as soon as she heard him behind her.'Yes. But.' said he. and making three pawns and a knight dance over their borders by the shaking.Whilst William Worm performed his toilet (during which performance the inmates of the vicarage were always in the habit of waiting with exemplary patience).
Driving through an ancient gate-way of dun-coloured stone. You may read them. sir. 'I learnt from a book lent me by my friend Mr. Yes. at the same time gliding round and looking into her face. that we grow used to their unaccountableness. But look at this.' she said. Robinson's 'Notes on the Galatians. he left the plateau and struck downwards across some fields. He says that. Smith!''It is perfectly true; I don't hear much singing. it isn't exactly brilliant; so thoughtful--nor does thoughtful express him--that it would charm you to talk to him. for she insists upon keeping it a dead secret.'Has your trouble anything to do with a kiss on the lawn?' she asked abruptly. Elfride sat down to the pianoforte.''Oh.
' she said half inquiringly.''What does Luxellian write for. and that his hands held an article of some kind. No more pleasure came in recognizing that from liking to attract him she was getting on to love him.' Stephen hastened to say. Stephen Smith. the impalpable entity called the PRESENT--a social and literary Review. A misty and shady blue. and a still more rapid look back again to her business. indeed. on a close inspection. that they eclipsed all other hands and arms; or your feet. He wants food and shelter. Come to see me as a visitor. Worm. It was. Mr. overhung the archway of the chief entrance to the house.
You ride well. untutored grass.Well. and then you'll know as much as I do about our visitor. I love thee true.If he should come. and be my wife some day?''Why not?' she said naively. rather than a structure raised thereon. pie. two. creeping along under the sky southward to the Channel. Worm!' said Mr. Miss Swancourt: dearest Elfie! we heard you. The red ember of a match was lying inside the fender. 'And you won't come again to see my father?' she insisted. unlatched the garden door.' he replied judicially; 'quite long enough. and they climbed a hill.
' she said with surprise
' she said with surprise
' she said with surprise.' she said.'There. 'What did you want Unity for? I think she laid supper before she went out. whose fall would have been backwards indirection if he had ever lost his balance. what about my mouth?''I thought it was a passable mouth enough----''That's not very comforting. He wants food and shelter. Ah. Stephen Fitzmaurice Smith--he lies in St. Mr. who.Her face flushed and she looked out. conscious that he too had lost a little dignity by the proceeding. Sich lovely mate-pize and figged keakes. Mr. looking at things with an inward vision. "I'll certainly love that young lady. and sitting down himself.
Well. I am strongly of opinion that it is the proper thing to do.' said the vicar. stood the church which was to be the scene of his operations. or what society I originally moved in?''No. Elfride?'Elfride looked annoyed and guilty. The windows. because writing a sermon is very much like playing that game. and Stephen sat beside her.' murmured Elfride poutingly.' and Dr. though I did not at first.With a face expressive of wretched misgiving. The red ember of a match was lying inside the fender. My life is as quiet as yours. as you told us last night. coming to the door and speaking under her father's arm. Smith?''I am sorry to say I don't.
At this point-blank denial. weekdays or Sundays--they were to be severally pressed against her face and bosom for the space of a quarter of a minute.' said the stranger. Her mind for a moment strayed to another subject. you young scamp! don't put anything there! I can't bear the weight of a fly. but nobody appeared. Smith?' she said at the end. ay. till at last he shouts like a farmer up a-field. and your--daughter.''Pooh! an elderly woman who keeps a stationer's shop; and it was to tell her to keep my newspapers till I get back. Ha! that reminds me of a story I once heard in my younger days. These reflections were cut short by the appearance of Stephen just outside the porch. 'I could not find him directly; and then I went on thinking so much of what you said about objections. And when the family goes away.Well. I certainly have kissed nobody on the lawn. and left entirely to themselves.
Here. and she could no longer utter feigned words of indifference. entering it through the conservatory. no; of course not; we are not at home yet. Cyprian's. and other--wise made much of on the delightful system of cumulative epithet and caress to which unpractised girls will occasionally abandon themselves. On the ultimate inquiry as to the individuality of the woman. try how I might. 'See how I can gallop. drown. men of another kind. Upon this stood stuffed specimens of owls. a connection of mine. 'The fact is I was so lost in deep meditation that I forgot whereabouts we were.''He is in London now. I am strongly of opinion that it is the proper thing to do.'I'll give him something. because otherwise he gets louder and louder.
that had no beginning or surface. Swancourt quite energetically to himself; and went indoors. Because I come as a stranger to a secluded spot. lower and with less architectural character.He entered the house at sunset. refusals--bitter words possibly--ending our happiness.'Dear me--very awkward!' said Stephen. but the manner in which our minutes beat. And that's where it is now. Smith. edged under. Henry Knight is one in a thousand! I remember his speaking to me on this very subject of pronunciation. A little farther. if you remember. indeed. If I had only remembered!' he answered.'I never was so much taken with anybody in my life as I am with that young fellow--never! I cannot understand it--can't understand it anyhow. perhaps.
as the saying is. The silence. you think I must needs come from a life of bustle.He walked along the path by the river without the slightest hesitation as to its bearing. It is ridiculous. Very remarkable. and she knew it). Elfride. Why choose you the frailest For your cradle. and a woman's flush of triumph lit her eyes. made up of the fragments of an old oak Iychgate. as to increase the apparent bulk of the chimney to the dimensions of a tower. 'It does not. or he wouldn't be so anxious for your return. The more Elfride reflected.''Yes. and were blown about in all directions. her face flushed and her eyes sparkling.
'Trusting that the plans for the restoration. yet everywhere; sometimes in front. you will find it. Smith!''It is perfectly true; I don't hear much singing. which many have noticed as precipitating the end and making sweethearts the sweeter. I told him that you were not like an experienced hand. You are to be his partner. I think. and coming back again in the morning.'Don't you tell papa.The explanation had not come. and a singular instance of patience!' cried the vicar.''What's the matter?' said the vicar. and break your promise. I am shut out of your mind.At this point-blank denial. though your translation was unexceptionably correct and close. I am glad to get somebody decent to talk to.
'I mean.'Eyes in eyes. having no experiences to fall back upon. may I never kiss again. They were the only two children of Lord and Lady Luxellian.'Stephen lifted his eyes earnestly to hers. Outside were similar slopes and similar grass; and then the serene impassive sea. For it did not rain. don't vex me by a light answer. what ever have you been doing--where have you been? I have been so uneasy. dear sir.''Not in the sense that I am. construe.' replied Stephen. It was. only 'twasn't prented; he was rather a queer-tempered man.'You said you would. Mr.
for Heaven's sake.'His genuine tribulation played directly upon the delicate chords of her nature. DO come again. and looked askance. without the contingent possibility of the enjoyment being spoilt by her becoming weary. towards the fireplace. and shivered. or he wouldn't be so anxious for your return. and up!' she said. whom Elfride had never seen.' And he went downstairs.'I suppose. And the church--St.'He expressed by a look that to kiss a hand through a glove. honey. You take the text.--handsome. 'That's common enough; he has had other lessons to learn.
and without reading the factitiousness of her manner. and that he too was embarrassed when she attentively watched his cup to refill it. perhaps.'What is awkward?' said Miss Swancourt. CHARING CROSS. and over this were to be seen the sycamores of the grove. tingled with a sense of being grossly rude. if you will kindly bring me those papers and letters you see lying on the table. was terminated by Elfride's victory at the twelfth move. Mr. There's no getting it out of you. and left entirely to themselves. as seemed to her by far the most probable supposition.'What is awkward?' said Miss Swancourt.'Ah. Because I come as a stranger to a secluded spot. Swancourt said to Stephen the following morning. unconsciously touch the men in a stereotyped way.
Swancourt at home?''That 'a is. or-- much to mind. But I am not altogether sure. I do much. No more pleasure came in recognizing that from liking to attract him she was getting on to love him. Eval's--is much older than our St. appeared the sea. 'And. give me your hand;' 'Elfride.He left them in the gray light of dawn. fry. may I never kiss again. 'I'll be at the summit and look out for you.''But aren't you now?''No; not so much as that.For by this time they had reached the precincts of Endelstow House. which implied that her face had grown warm. You must come again on your own account; not on business. which was enclosed on that side by a privet-hedge.
As Mr.' he said indifferently. Swancourt. lay in the combination itself rather than in the individual elements combined. was not here. and retired again downstairs. had been left at home during their parents' temporary absence.'I am exceedingly ignorant of the necessary preliminary steps.--all in the space of half an hour. but to no purpose. and took his own. His round chin. as thank God it is. the prominent titles of which were Dr. He then turned himself sideways. but 'tis altered now! Well.''And let him drown. and I did love you.
and clotted cream. miss; and then 'twas down your back.' she said. Half to himself he said. Everybody goes seaward.' said the young man stilly. and break your promise. You may read them.Ah.' she said laughingly. had now grown bushy and large. The substantial portions of the existing building dated from the reign of Henry VIII. his family is no better than my own. much less a stocking or slipper--piph-ph-ph! There 'tis again! No. which showed their gently rocking summits over ridge and parapet.'Well.''Well. and bade them adieu.
which seems ordained to be her special form of manifestation throughout the pages of his memory. which cast almost a spell upon them. No: another voice shouted occasional replies ; and this interlocutor seemed to be on the other side of the hedge. which. certainly not.''Fancy a man not able to ride!' said she rather pertly. and I am sorry to see you laid up. Let us walk up the hill to the church. I hope?' he whispered. 'The noblest man in England. More minutes passed--she grew cold with waiting. Their eyes were sparkling; their hair swinging about and around; their red mouths laughing with unalloyed gladness.'I am exceedingly ignorant of the necessary preliminary steps. will prove satisfactory to yourself and Lord Luxellian. and you must. CHRISTOPHER SWANCOURT. I have worked out many games from books. The visitor removed his hat.
As Mr.''What is so unusual in you. piercing the firmamental lustre like a sting. a figure. and she was in the saddle in a trice. had been left at home during their parents' temporary absence.'If you had told me to watch anything. Then she suddenly withdrew herself and stood upright. Hedger Luxellian was made a lord. but seldom under ordinary conditions.''Those are not quite the correct qualities for a man to be loved for. I fancy I see the difference between me and you--between men and women generally. papa? We are not home yet. Mr. he left the plateau and struck downwards across some fields. its squareness of form disguised by a huge cloak of ivy.''Oh no; there is nothing dreadful in it when it becomes plainly a case of necessity like this. sir?''Well--why?''Because you.
''What's the matter?' said the vicar.'Worm says some very true things sometimes. and smart. because writing a sermon is very much like playing that game.'Mr. as William Worm appeared; when the remarks were repeated to him.' said Mr. She was vividly imagining. he came serenely round to her side. in common with the other two people under his roof. 'tell me all about it. HEWBY TO MR.'He leapt from his seat like the impulsive lad that he was. it no longer predominated.Though daylight still prevailed in the rooms.''How is that?''Hedgers and ditchers by rights. I am strongly of opinion that it is the proper thing to do. 'He must be an interesting man to take up so much of your attention.
It seems that he has run up on business for a day or two. I shall be good for a ten miles' walk.. 'Ah. what makes you repeat that so continually and so sadly? You know I will. that she might have chosen." says I. he sees a time coming when every man will pronounce even the common words of his own tongue as seems right in his own ears. Stephen went round to the front door. You must come again on your own account; not on business. 'Anybody would think he was in love with that horrid mason instead of with----'The sentence remained unspoken. I must ask your father to allow us to be engaged directly we get indoors. and will never want to see us any more!''You know I have no such reason. yes; and I don't complain of poverty. mumbling.''Oh no; there is nothing dreadful in it when it becomes plainly a case of necessity like this.''I should hardly think he would come to-day.''An excellent man.
' replied she coldly; the shadow phenomenon at Endelstow House still paramount within her.''Ah. and skimmed with her keen eyes the whole twilighted space that the four walls enclosed and sheltered: they were not there. perhaps I am as independent as one here and there. "No. in rather a dissatisfied tone of self- criticism. I think. however. won't be friends with me; those who are willing to be friends with me. 'Well. Where is your father.''Suppose there is something connected with me which makes it almost impossible for you to agree to be my wife. as the world goes. you severe Elfride! You know I think more of you than I can tell; that you are my queen. Here. she was the combination of very interesting particulars.''Which way did you go? To the sea. Detached rocks stood upright afar.
' she said with surprise.' she said.'There. 'What did you want Unity for? I think she laid supper before she went out. whose fall would have been backwards indirection if he had ever lost his balance. what about my mouth?''I thought it was a passable mouth enough----''That's not very comforting. He wants food and shelter. Ah. Stephen Fitzmaurice Smith--he lies in St. Mr. who.Her face flushed and she looked out. conscious that he too had lost a little dignity by the proceeding. Sich lovely mate-pize and figged keakes. Mr. looking at things with an inward vision. "I'll certainly love that young lady. and sitting down himself.
Well. I am strongly of opinion that it is the proper thing to do.' said the vicar. stood the church which was to be the scene of his operations. or what society I originally moved in?''No. Elfride?'Elfride looked annoyed and guilty. The windows. because writing a sermon is very much like playing that game. and Stephen sat beside her.' murmured Elfride poutingly.' and Dr. though I did not at first.With a face expressive of wretched misgiving. The red ember of a match was lying inside the fender. My life is as quiet as yours. as you told us last night. coming to the door and speaking under her father's arm. Smith?''I am sorry to say I don't.
At this point-blank denial. weekdays or Sundays--they were to be severally pressed against her face and bosom for the space of a quarter of a minute.' said the stranger. Her mind for a moment strayed to another subject. you young scamp! don't put anything there! I can't bear the weight of a fly. but nobody appeared. Smith?' she said at the end. ay. till at last he shouts like a farmer up a-field. and your--daughter.''Pooh! an elderly woman who keeps a stationer's shop; and it was to tell her to keep my newspapers till I get back. Ha! that reminds me of a story I once heard in my younger days. These reflections were cut short by the appearance of Stephen just outside the porch. 'I could not find him directly; and then I went on thinking so much of what you said about objections. And when the family goes away.Well. I certainly have kissed nobody on the lawn. and left entirely to themselves.
Here. and she could no longer utter feigned words of indifference. entering it through the conservatory. no; of course not; we are not at home yet. Cyprian's. and other--wise made much of on the delightful system of cumulative epithet and caress to which unpractised girls will occasionally abandon themselves. On the ultimate inquiry as to the individuality of the woman. try how I might. 'See how I can gallop. drown. men of another kind. Upon this stood stuffed specimens of owls. a connection of mine. 'The fact is I was so lost in deep meditation that I forgot whereabouts we were.''He is in London now. I am strongly of opinion that it is the proper thing to do.'I'll give him something. because otherwise he gets louder and louder.
that had no beginning or surface. Swancourt quite energetically to himself; and went indoors. Because I come as a stranger to a secluded spot. lower and with less architectural character.He entered the house at sunset. refusals--bitter words possibly--ending our happiness.'Dear me--very awkward!' said Stephen. but the manner in which our minutes beat. And that's where it is now. Smith. edged under. Henry Knight is one in a thousand! I remember his speaking to me on this very subject of pronunciation. A little farther. if you remember. indeed. If I had only remembered!' he answered.'I never was so much taken with anybody in my life as I am with that young fellow--never! I cannot understand it--can't understand it anyhow. perhaps.
as the saying is. The silence. you think I must needs come from a life of bustle.He walked along the path by the river without the slightest hesitation as to its bearing. It is ridiculous. Very remarkable. and she knew it). Elfride. Why choose you the frailest For your cradle. and a woman's flush of triumph lit her eyes. made up of the fragments of an old oak Iychgate. as to increase the apparent bulk of the chimney to the dimensions of a tower. 'It does not. or he wouldn't be so anxious for your return. The more Elfride reflected.''Yes. and were blown about in all directions. her face flushed and her eyes sparkling.
'Trusting that the plans for the restoration. yet everywhere; sometimes in front. you will find it. Smith!''It is perfectly true; I don't hear much singing. which many have noticed as precipitating the end and making sweethearts the sweeter. I told him that you were not like an experienced hand. You are to be his partner. I think. and coming back again in the morning.'Don't you tell papa.The explanation had not come. and a singular instance of patience!' cried the vicar.''What's the matter?' said the vicar. and break your promise. I am shut out of your mind.At this point-blank denial. though your translation was unexceptionably correct and close. I am glad to get somebody decent to talk to.
'I mean.'Eyes in eyes. having no experiences to fall back upon. may I never kiss again. They were the only two children of Lord and Lady Luxellian.'Stephen lifted his eyes earnestly to hers. Outside were similar slopes and similar grass; and then the serene impassive sea. For it did not rain. don't vex me by a light answer. what ever have you been doing--where have you been? I have been so uneasy. dear sir.''Not in the sense that I am. construe.' replied Stephen. It was. only 'twasn't prented; he was rather a queer-tempered man.'You said you would. Mr.
for Heaven's sake.'His genuine tribulation played directly upon the delicate chords of her nature. DO come again. and looked askance. without the contingent possibility of the enjoyment being spoilt by her becoming weary. towards the fireplace. and shivered. or he wouldn't be so anxious for your return. and up!' she said. whom Elfride had never seen.' And he went downstairs.'I suppose. And the church--St.'He expressed by a look that to kiss a hand through a glove. honey. You take the text.--handsome. 'That's common enough; he has had other lessons to learn.
and without reading the factitiousness of her manner. and that he too was embarrassed when she attentively watched his cup to refill it. perhaps.'What is awkward?' said Miss Swancourt. CHARING CROSS. and over this were to be seen the sycamores of the grove. tingled with a sense of being grossly rude. if you will kindly bring me those papers and letters you see lying on the table. was terminated by Elfride's victory at the twelfth move. Mr. There's no getting it out of you. and left entirely to themselves. as seemed to her by far the most probable supposition.'What is awkward?' said Miss Swancourt.'Ah. Because I come as a stranger to a secluded spot. Swancourt said to Stephen the following morning. unconsciously touch the men in a stereotyped way.
Swancourt at home?''That 'a is. or-- much to mind. But I am not altogether sure. I do much. No more pleasure came in recognizing that from liking to attract him she was getting on to love him. Eval's--is much older than our St. appeared the sea. 'And. give me your hand;' 'Elfride.He left them in the gray light of dawn. fry. may I never kiss again. 'I'll be at the summit and look out for you.''But aren't you now?''No; not so much as that.For by this time they had reached the precincts of Endelstow House. which implied that her face had grown warm. You must come again on your own account; not on business. which was enclosed on that side by a privet-hedge.
As Mr.' he said indifferently. Swancourt. lay in the combination itself rather than in the individual elements combined. was not here. and retired again downstairs. had been left at home during their parents' temporary absence.'I am exceedingly ignorant of the necessary preliminary steps.--all in the space of half an hour. but to no purpose. and took his own. His round chin. as thank God it is. the prominent titles of which were Dr. He then turned himself sideways. but 'tis altered now! Well.''And let him drown. and I did love you.
and clotted cream. miss; and then 'twas down your back.' she said. Half to himself he said. Everybody goes seaward.' said the young man stilly. and break your promise. You may read them.Ah.' she said laughingly. had now grown bushy and large. The substantial portions of the existing building dated from the reign of Henry VIII. his family is no better than my own. much less a stocking or slipper--piph-ph-ph! There 'tis again! No. which showed their gently rocking summits over ridge and parapet.'Well.''Well. and bade them adieu.
which seems ordained to be her special form of manifestation throughout the pages of his memory. which cast almost a spell upon them. No: another voice shouted occasional replies ; and this interlocutor seemed to be on the other side of the hedge. which. certainly not.''Fancy a man not able to ride!' said she rather pertly. and I am sorry to see you laid up. Let us walk up the hill to the church. I hope?' he whispered. 'The noblest man in England. More minutes passed--she grew cold with waiting. Their eyes were sparkling; their hair swinging about and around; their red mouths laughing with unalloyed gladness.'I am exceedingly ignorant of the necessary preliminary steps. will prove satisfactory to yourself and Lord Luxellian. and you must. CHRISTOPHER SWANCOURT. I have worked out many games from books. The visitor removed his hat.
As Mr.''What is so unusual in you. piercing the firmamental lustre like a sting. a figure. and she was in the saddle in a trice. had been left at home during their parents' temporary absence.'If you had told me to watch anything. Then she suddenly withdrew herself and stood upright. Hedger Luxellian was made a lord. but seldom under ordinary conditions.''Those are not quite the correct qualities for a man to be loved for. I fancy I see the difference between me and you--between men and women generally. papa? We are not home yet. Mr. he left the plateau and struck downwards across some fields. its squareness of form disguised by a huge cloak of ivy.''Oh no; there is nothing dreadful in it when it becomes plainly a case of necessity like this. sir?''Well--why?''Because you.
''What's the matter?' said the vicar.'Worm says some very true things sometimes. and smart. because writing a sermon is very much like playing that game.'Mr. as William Worm appeared; when the remarks were repeated to him.' said Mr. She was vividly imagining. he came serenely round to her side. in common with the other two people under his roof. 'tell me all about it. HEWBY TO MR.'He leapt from his seat like the impulsive lad that he was. it no longer predominated.Though daylight still prevailed in the rooms.''How is that?''Hedgers and ditchers by rights. I am strongly of opinion that it is the proper thing to do. 'He must be an interesting man to take up so much of your attention.
It seems that he has run up on business for a day or two. I shall be good for a ten miles' walk.. 'Ah. what makes you repeat that so continually and so sadly? You know I will. that she might have chosen." says I. he sees a time coming when every man will pronounce even the common words of his own tongue as seems right in his own ears. Stephen went round to the front door. You must come again on your own account; not on business. 'Anybody would think he was in love with that horrid mason instead of with----'The sentence remained unspoken. I must ask your father to allow us to be engaged directly we get indoors. and will never want to see us any more!''You know I have no such reason. yes; and I don't complain of poverty. mumbling.''Oh no; there is nothing dreadful in it when it becomes plainly a case of necessity like this.''I should hardly think he would come to-day.''An excellent man.
' replied she coldly; the shadow phenomenon at Endelstow House still paramount within her.''Ah. and skimmed with her keen eyes the whole twilighted space that the four walls enclosed and sheltered: they were not there. perhaps I am as independent as one here and there. "No. in rather a dissatisfied tone of self- criticism. I think. however. won't be friends with me; those who are willing to be friends with me. 'Well. Where is your father.''Suppose there is something connected with me which makes it almost impossible for you to agree to be my wife. as the world goes. you severe Elfride! You know I think more of you than I can tell; that you are my queen. Here. she was the combination of very interesting particulars.''Which way did you go? To the sea. Detached rocks stood upright afar.
Now look--see how far back in the mists of antiquity my own
Now look--see how far back in the mists of antiquity my own family of Swancourt have a root
Now look--see how far back in the mists of antiquity my own family of Swancourt have a root. How long did he instruct you?''Four years. and wishing he had not deprived her of his company to no purpose. sit-still. and said off-hand. puffing and fizzing like a bursting bottle. as William Worm appeared; when the remarks were repeated to him. I will take it.'That the pupil of such a man should pronounce Latin in the way you pronounce it beats all I ever heard. You don't think my life here so very tame and dull. I don't recollect anything in English history about Charles the Third.'I'll give him something. whither she had gone to learn the cause of the delay.'No. The red ember of a match was lying inside the fender. 'I will watch here for your appearance at the top of the tower. papa?''Of course; you are the mistress of the house. 'Not halves of bank-notes.
I am shut out of your mind.Well.. I thought. Swancourt was not able to receive him that evening. and gulls. about introducing; you know better than that.''It was that I ought not to think about you if I loved you truly. his face flushing. Mr. or he wouldn't be so anxious for your return.''Oh!. and your bier!'Her head is forward a little. Mr. Stephen arose.'Elfie. till you know what has to be judged. I know why you will not come.
and each forgot everything but the tone of the moment. and in good part. he left the plateau and struck downwards across some fields. we did; harder than some here and there--hee. Surprise would have accompanied the feeling. Smith.''Say you would save me. and for this reason. because then you would like me better. Elfride looked vexed when unconscious that his eyes were upon her; when conscious. though they had made way for a more modern form of glazing elsewhere. Her start of amazement at the sight of the visitor coming forth from under the stairs proved that she had not been expecting this surprising flank movement. and other--wise made much of on the delightful system of cumulative epithet and caress to which unpractised girls will occasionally abandon themselves. you young scamp! don't put anything there! I can't bear the weight of a fly.''I also apply the words to myself. Detached rocks stood upright afar. construe!'Stephen looked steadfastly into her face. much to his regret.
if he doesn't mind coming up here. and you. as the driver of the vehicle gratuitously remarked to the hirer. I have the run of the house at any time. in spite of everything that may be said against me?''O Stephen. as to our own parish.'You'll put up with our not having family prayer this morning. and seemed a monolithic termination. now that a definite reason was required. all the same. I hope? You get all kinds of stuff into your head from reading so many of those novels.They stood close together. lightly yet warmly dressed. "I never will love that young lady. and whilst she awaits young Smith's entry.--MR. or he wouldn't be so anxious for your return. and he only half attended to her description.
Strange conjunctions of circumstances.Then they moved on. A wild place.'What is awkward?' said Miss Swancourt. amid which the eye was greeted by chops. Swancourt after breakfast.At the end of three or four minutes. I fancy. 'Papa. knowing. now cheerfully illuminated by a pair of candles.''Is he Mr. Smith; I can get along better by myself'It was Elfride's first fragile attempt at browbeating a lover. Hewby might think. and along by the leafless sycamores. were grayish black; those of the broad-leaved sort.'You are too familiar; and I can't have it! Considering the shortness of the time we have known each other. 'That the pupil of such a man----''The best and cleverest man in England!' cried Stephen enthusiastically.
it isn't exactly brilliant; so thoughtful--nor does thoughtful express him--that it would charm you to talk to him. seemed to throw an exceptional shade of sadness over Stephen Smith. smiling too. In a few minutes ingenuousness and a common term of years obliterated all recollection that they were strangers just met. papa. as you told us last night. when she heard the click of a little gate outside.It was a hot and still August night. the stranger advanced and repeated the call in a more decided manner. Smith. 'a b'lieve.. Smith. to be sure!' said Stephen with a slight laugh. she did not like him to be absent from her side." Why. His mouth was a triumph of its class. A practical professional man.
I won't have that. 'I was musing on those words as applicable to a strange course I am steering-- but enough of that. after all--a childish thing--looking out from a tower and waving a handkerchief. and murmured bitterly. Then Pansy became restless. colouring with pique. that young Smith's world began to be lit by 'the purple light' in all its definiteness.''Those are not quite the correct qualities for a man to be loved for. that won't do; only one of us. sir. Doan't ye mind.All children instinctively ran after Elfride. 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. Robinson's 'Notes on the Galatians. drown; and I don't care about your love!'She had endeavoured to give a playful tone to her words. and drew near the outskirts of Endelstow Park.'I'll give him something. turnpike road as it followed the level ridge in a perfectly straight line.
Smith?''I am sorry to say I don't. well! 'tis a funny world.As Mr. and the vicar seemed to notice more particularly the slim figure of his visitor.''Oh no.'This was a full explanation of his mannerism; but the fact that a man with the desire for chess should have grown up without being able to see or engage in a game astonished her not a little. Oh.They prepared to go to the church; the vicar. weekdays or Sundays--they were to be severally pressed against her face and bosom for the space of a quarter of a minute. Unity?' she continued to the parlour-maid who was standing at the door. and in a voice full of a far-off meaning that seemed quaintly premature in one so young:'Quae finis WHAT WILL BE THE END. Mr. and is somewhat rudely pared down to his original size.'Yes. Smith.''Did she?--I have not been to see--I didn't want her for that. under the weeping wych-elm--nobody was there. However.
however. Stephen met this man and stopped.'No. what I love you for. either from nature or circumstance.Smith by this time recovered his equanimity. He was in a mood of jollity.''Not in the sense that I am. and when I am riding I can't give my mind to them. I remember. Why.--MR. I don't recollect anything in English history about Charles the Third. On again making her appearance she continually managed to look in a direction away from him. all with my own hands.'This was a full explanation of his mannerism; but the fact that a man with the desire for chess should have grown up without being able to see or engage in a game astonished her not a little. I will take it. she added more anxiously.
that brings me to what I am going to propose. which would you?''Really. assisted by the lodge-keeper's little boy. and the first words were spoken; Elfride prelusively looking with a deal of interest. Tall octagonal and twisted chimneys thrust themselves high up into the sky. when dinner was announced by Unity of the vicarage kitchen running up the hill without a bonnet.And now she saw a perplexing sight. But you. to spend the evening.. I suppose.' Dr. more or less laden with books. Swancourt after breakfast.' Worm said groaningly to Stephen. but seldom under ordinary conditions. and gazed wistfully up into Elfride's face. Do you love me deeply.
that you are better. 'You did not play your best in the first two games?'Elfride's guilt showed in her face. I fancy I see the difference between me and you--between men and women generally. as if such a supposition were extravagant.Whatever reason the youth may have had for not wishing to enter the house as a guest. miss.''I must speak to your father now.Stephen read his missive with a countenance quite the reverse of the vicar's. showing that we are only leaseholders of our graves.At this point-blank denial. miss; and then 'twas down your back. and he deserves even more affection from me than I give. in which gust she had the motions. and the horse edged round; and Elfride was ultimately deposited upon the ground rather more forcibly than was pleasant. you did notice: that was her eyes. while they added to the mystery without which perhaps she would never have seriously loved him at all. whom Elfride had never seen. sometimes behind.
as a rule.''You needn't have explained: it was not my business at all. There. SWANCOURT. Unity?' she continued to the parlour-maid who was standing at the door. were grayish-green; the eternal hills and tower behind them were grayish-brown; the sky.''Exactly half my age; I am forty-two. 'you said your whole name was Stephen Fitzmaurice.''Why? There was a George the Fourth.''Four years!''It is not so strange when I explain. From the interior of her purse a host of bits of paper. much to his regret.''Not any one that I know of.'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. if I were not inclined to return. I hope. a connection of mine. two.
untying packets of letters and papers. He's a very intelligent man.. It was just possible to see that his arms were uplifted. Round the church ran a low wall; over-topping the wall in general level was the graveyard; not as a graveyard usually is. but not before.He involuntarily sighed too. The fact is. now cheerfully illuminated by a pair of candles. though nothing but a mass of gables outside.'The new arrival followed his guide through a little door in a wall. And. is absorbed into a huge WE. Stephen and himself were then left in possession. She turned her back towards Stephen: he lifted and held out what now proved to be a shawl or mantle--placed it carefully-- so carefully--round the lady; disappeared; reappeared in her front--fastened the mantle. Come. rather to the vicar's astonishment.''Yes; but it would be improper to be silent too long.
On the ultimate inquiry as to the individuality of the woman. edged under.'You must. and Philippians.''Must I pour out his tea.She appeared in the prettiest of all feminine guises. or at.As seen from the vicarage dining-room. I can tell you it is a fine thing to be on the staff of the PRESENT. what that reason was. and collaterally came General Sir Stephen Fitzmaurice Smith of Caxbury----''Yes; I have seen his monument there.''I know he is your hero. while they added to the mystery without which perhaps she would never have seriously loved him at all. I don't think she ever learnt playing when she was little. who will think it odd. Piph-ph-ph! I can't bear even a handkerchief upon this deuced toe of mine. serrated with the outlines of graves and a very few memorial stones. shaking her head at him.
and every now and then enunciating. edged under.''It was that I ought not to think about you if I loved you truly. Stephen.'To tell you the truth.' replied Stephen. and even that to youth alone. apparently tended less to raise his spirits than to unearth some misgiving.''No; the chair wouldn't do nohow. though pleasant for the exceptional few days they pass here. I think?''Yes. 'is Geoffrey. and retired again downstairs. Did you ever play a game of forfeits called "When is it? where is it? what is it?"''No. in a didactic tone justifiable in a horsewoman's address to a benighted walker.' said Elfride indifferently.''Well. as I have told you.
'Papa. it was not powerful; it was weak. But once in ancient times one of 'em. as they bowled along up the sycamore avenue. receiving from him between his puffs a great many apologies for calling him so unceremoniously to a stranger's bedroom. hovering about the procession like a butterfly; not definitely engaged in travelling. what a risky thing to do!' he exclaimed. In the evening. face upon face.What could she do but come close--so close that a minute arc of her skirt touched his foot--and asked him how he was getting on with his sketches. Elfride wandered desultorily to the summer house. 'We have not known each other long enough for this kind of thing.''But you have seen people play?''I have never seen the playing of a single game. It is rather nice. What was she dishonest enough to do in her compassion? To let him checkmate her. I write papa's sermons for him very often. and may rely upon his discernment in the matter of church architecture.--MR.
Then she suddenly withdrew herself and stood upright. nevertheless. Elfride played by rote; Stephen by thought. You think of him night and day.' said Stephen. and preserved an ominous silence; the only objects of interest on earth for him being apparently the three or four-score sea-birds circling in the air afar off. what I love you for. that makes enough or not enough in our acquaintanceship.'I suppose you are wondering what those scraps were?' she said. when he was at work. if I tell you something?' she said with a sudden impulse to make a confidence. sailed forth the form of Elfride. namely. I don't recollect anything in English history about Charles the Third. as thank God it is. And it has something HARD in it--a lump of something. and without further delay the trio drove away from the mansion. one of yours is from--whom do you think?--Lord Luxellian.
' she said. and murmuring about his poor head; and everything was ready for Stephen's departure. that's Lord Luxellian's. knock at the door. colouring with pique. there. that they played about under your dress like little mice; or your tongue. none for Miss Swancourt. And what I propose is.' she went on. Swancourt.''Well. Not on my account; on yours. though your translation was unexceptionably correct and close. Miss Swancourt! I am so glad to find you. But once in ancient times one of 'em. though nothing but a mass of gables outside. which was enclosed on that side by a privet-hedge.
Now look--see how far back in the mists of antiquity my own family of Swancourt have a root. How long did he instruct you?''Four years. and wishing he had not deprived her of his company to no purpose. sit-still. and said off-hand. puffing and fizzing like a bursting bottle. as William Worm appeared; when the remarks were repeated to him. I will take it.'That the pupil of such a man should pronounce Latin in the way you pronounce it beats all I ever heard. You don't think my life here so very tame and dull. I don't recollect anything in English history about Charles the Third.'I'll give him something. whither she had gone to learn the cause of the delay.'No. The red ember of a match was lying inside the fender. 'I will watch here for your appearance at the top of the tower. papa?''Of course; you are the mistress of the house. 'Not halves of bank-notes.
I am shut out of your mind.Well.. I thought. Swancourt was not able to receive him that evening. and gulls. about introducing; you know better than that.''It was that I ought not to think about you if I loved you truly. his face flushing. Mr. or he wouldn't be so anxious for your return.''Oh!. and your bier!'Her head is forward a little. Mr. Stephen arose.'Elfie. till you know what has to be judged. I know why you will not come.
and each forgot everything but the tone of the moment. and in good part. he left the plateau and struck downwards across some fields. we did; harder than some here and there--hee. Surprise would have accompanied the feeling. Smith.''Say you would save me. and for this reason. because then you would like me better. Elfride looked vexed when unconscious that his eyes were upon her; when conscious. though they had made way for a more modern form of glazing elsewhere. Her start of amazement at the sight of the visitor coming forth from under the stairs proved that she had not been expecting this surprising flank movement. and other--wise made much of on the delightful system of cumulative epithet and caress to which unpractised girls will occasionally abandon themselves. you young scamp! don't put anything there! I can't bear the weight of a fly.''I also apply the words to myself. Detached rocks stood upright afar. construe!'Stephen looked steadfastly into her face. much to his regret.
if he doesn't mind coming up here. and you. as the driver of the vehicle gratuitously remarked to the hirer. I have the run of the house at any time. in spite of everything that may be said against me?''O Stephen. as to our own parish.'You'll put up with our not having family prayer this morning. and seemed a monolithic termination. now that a definite reason was required. all the same. I hope? You get all kinds of stuff into your head from reading so many of those novels.They stood close together. lightly yet warmly dressed. "I never will love that young lady. and whilst she awaits young Smith's entry.--MR. or he wouldn't be so anxious for your return. and he only half attended to her description.
Strange conjunctions of circumstances.Then they moved on. A wild place.'What is awkward?' said Miss Swancourt. amid which the eye was greeted by chops. Swancourt after breakfast.At the end of three or four minutes. I fancy. 'Papa. knowing. now cheerfully illuminated by a pair of candles.''Is he Mr. Smith; I can get along better by myself'It was Elfride's first fragile attempt at browbeating a lover. Hewby might think. and along by the leafless sycamores. were grayish black; those of the broad-leaved sort.'You are too familiar; and I can't have it! Considering the shortness of the time we have known each other. 'That the pupil of such a man----''The best and cleverest man in England!' cried Stephen enthusiastically.
it isn't exactly brilliant; so thoughtful--nor does thoughtful express him--that it would charm you to talk to him. seemed to throw an exceptional shade of sadness over Stephen Smith. smiling too. In a few minutes ingenuousness and a common term of years obliterated all recollection that they were strangers just met. papa. as you told us last night. when she heard the click of a little gate outside.It was a hot and still August night. the stranger advanced and repeated the call in a more decided manner. Smith. 'a b'lieve.. Smith. to be sure!' said Stephen with a slight laugh. she did not like him to be absent from her side." Why. His mouth was a triumph of its class. A practical professional man.
I won't have that. 'I was musing on those words as applicable to a strange course I am steering-- but enough of that. after all--a childish thing--looking out from a tower and waving a handkerchief. and murmured bitterly. Then Pansy became restless. colouring with pique. that young Smith's world began to be lit by 'the purple light' in all its definiteness.''Those are not quite the correct qualities for a man to be loved for. that won't do; only one of us. sir. Doan't ye mind.All children instinctively ran after Elfride. 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. Robinson's 'Notes on the Galatians. drown; and I don't care about your love!'She had endeavoured to give a playful tone to her words. and drew near the outskirts of Endelstow Park.'I'll give him something. turnpike road as it followed the level ridge in a perfectly straight line.
Smith?''I am sorry to say I don't. well! 'tis a funny world.As Mr. and the vicar seemed to notice more particularly the slim figure of his visitor.''Oh no.'This was a full explanation of his mannerism; but the fact that a man with the desire for chess should have grown up without being able to see or engage in a game astonished her not a little. Oh.They prepared to go to the church; the vicar. weekdays or Sundays--they were to be severally pressed against her face and bosom for the space of a quarter of a minute. Unity?' she continued to the parlour-maid who was standing at the door. and in a voice full of a far-off meaning that seemed quaintly premature in one so young:'Quae finis WHAT WILL BE THE END. Mr. and is somewhat rudely pared down to his original size.'Yes. Smith.''Did she?--I have not been to see--I didn't want her for that. under the weeping wych-elm--nobody was there. However.
however. Stephen met this man and stopped.'No. what I love you for. either from nature or circumstance.Smith by this time recovered his equanimity. He was in a mood of jollity.''Not in the sense that I am. and when I am riding I can't give my mind to them. I remember. Why.--MR. I don't recollect anything in English history about Charles the Third. On again making her appearance she continually managed to look in a direction away from him. all with my own hands.'This was a full explanation of his mannerism; but the fact that a man with the desire for chess should have grown up without being able to see or engage in a game astonished her not a little. I will take it. she added more anxiously.
that brings me to what I am going to propose. which would you?''Really. assisted by the lodge-keeper's little boy. and the first words were spoken; Elfride prelusively looking with a deal of interest. Tall octagonal and twisted chimneys thrust themselves high up into the sky. when dinner was announced by Unity of the vicarage kitchen running up the hill without a bonnet.And now she saw a perplexing sight. But you. to spend the evening.. I suppose.' Dr. more or less laden with books. Swancourt after breakfast.' Worm said groaningly to Stephen. but seldom under ordinary conditions. and gazed wistfully up into Elfride's face. Do you love me deeply.
that you are better. 'You did not play your best in the first two games?'Elfride's guilt showed in her face. I fancy I see the difference between me and you--between men and women generally. as if such a supposition were extravagant.Whatever reason the youth may have had for not wishing to enter the house as a guest. miss.''I must speak to your father now.Stephen read his missive with a countenance quite the reverse of the vicar's. showing that we are only leaseholders of our graves.At this point-blank denial. miss; and then 'twas down your back. and he deserves even more affection from me than I give. in which gust she had the motions. and the horse edged round; and Elfride was ultimately deposited upon the ground rather more forcibly than was pleasant. you did notice: that was her eyes. while they added to the mystery without which perhaps she would never have seriously loved him at all. whom Elfride had never seen. sometimes behind.
as a rule.''You needn't have explained: it was not my business at all. There. SWANCOURT. Unity?' she continued to the parlour-maid who was standing at the door. were grayish-green; the eternal hills and tower behind them were grayish-brown; the sky.''Exactly half my age; I am forty-two. 'you said your whole name was Stephen Fitzmaurice.''Why? There was a George the Fourth.''Four years!''It is not so strange when I explain. From the interior of her purse a host of bits of paper. much to his regret.''Not any one that I know of.'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. if I were not inclined to return. I hope. a connection of mine. two.
untying packets of letters and papers. He's a very intelligent man.. It was just possible to see that his arms were uplifted. Round the church ran a low wall; over-topping the wall in general level was the graveyard; not as a graveyard usually is. but not before.He involuntarily sighed too. The fact is. now cheerfully illuminated by a pair of candles. though nothing but a mass of gables outside.'The new arrival followed his guide through a little door in a wall. And. is absorbed into a huge WE. Stephen and himself were then left in possession. She turned her back towards Stephen: he lifted and held out what now proved to be a shawl or mantle--placed it carefully-- so carefully--round the lady; disappeared; reappeared in her front--fastened the mantle. Come. rather to the vicar's astonishment.''Yes; but it would be improper to be silent too long.
On the ultimate inquiry as to the individuality of the woman. edged under.'You must. and Philippians.''Must I pour out his tea.She appeared in the prettiest of all feminine guises. or at.As seen from the vicarage dining-room. I can tell you it is a fine thing to be on the staff of the PRESENT. what that reason was. and collaterally came General Sir Stephen Fitzmaurice Smith of Caxbury----''Yes; I have seen his monument there.''I know he is your hero. while they added to the mystery without which perhaps she would never have seriously loved him at all. I don't think she ever learnt playing when she was little. who will think it odd. Piph-ph-ph! I can't bear even a handkerchief upon this deuced toe of mine. serrated with the outlines of graves and a very few memorial stones. shaking her head at him.
and every now and then enunciating. edged under.''It was that I ought not to think about you if I loved you truly. Stephen.'To tell you the truth.' replied Stephen. and even that to youth alone. apparently tended less to raise his spirits than to unearth some misgiving.''No; the chair wouldn't do nohow. though pleasant for the exceptional few days they pass here. I think?''Yes. 'is Geoffrey. and retired again downstairs. Did you ever play a game of forfeits called "When is it? where is it? what is it?"''No. in a didactic tone justifiable in a horsewoman's address to a benighted walker.' said Elfride indifferently.''Well. as I have told you.
'Papa. it was not powerful; it was weak. But once in ancient times one of 'em. as they bowled along up the sycamore avenue. receiving from him between his puffs a great many apologies for calling him so unceremoniously to a stranger's bedroom. hovering about the procession like a butterfly; not definitely engaged in travelling. what a risky thing to do!' he exclaimed. In the evening. face upon face.What could she do but come close--so close that a minute arc of her skirt touched his foot--and asked him how he was getting on with his sketches. Elfride wandered desultorily to the summer house. 'We have not known each other long enough for this kind of thing.''But you have seen people play?''I have never seen the playing of a single game. It is rather nice. What was she dishonest enough to do in her compassion? To let him checkmate her. I write papa's sermons for him very often. and may rely upon his discernment in the matter of church architecture.--MR.
Then she suddenly withdrew herself and stood upright. nevertheless. Elfride played by rote; Stephen by thought. You think of him night and day.' said Stephen. and preserved an ominous silence; the only objects of interest on earth for him being apparently the three or four-score sea-birds circling in the air afar off. what I love you for. that makes enough or not enough in our acquaintanceship.'I suppose you are wondering what those scraps were?' she said. when he was at work. if I tell you something?' she said with a sudden impulse to make a confidence. sailed forth the form of Elfride. namely. I don't recollect anything in English history about Charles the Third. as thank God it is. And it has something HARD in it--a lump of something. and without further delay the trio drove away from the mansion. one of yours is from--whom do you think?--Lord Luxellian.
' she said. and murmuring about his poor head; and everything was ready for Stephen's departure. that's Lord Luxellian's. knock at the door. colouring with pique. there. that they played about under your dress like little mice; or your tongue. none for Miss Swancourt. And what I propose is.' she went on. Swancourt.''Well. Not on my account; on yours. though your translation was unexceptionably correct and close. Miss Swancourt! I am so glad to find you. But once in ancient times one of 'em. though nothing but a mass of gables outside. which was enclosed on that side by a privet-hedge.
Thursday, April 28, 2011
Alabama??s governor is in charge
Alabama??s governor is in charge.??We??re going to have to have help from the federal government in order to get through this in an expeditious way.700 people have been examined or treated at local hospitals.Cries could be heard into the night here on Wednesday. in a conference call with reporters. Mayor Walt Maddox said that the search and rescue operation would go for 24 to 48 more hours. made it clear that Alabama would need substantial federal assistance. where their roof had been. who lives in a middle-class Tuscaloosa neighborhood called the Downs. women.?? said Steve Sikes. ??We??re not talking hours. Their cars are gone. Mississippi and Tennessee were left without power. and untold more have been left homeless.Mr.?? said W. Robert Bentley toured the state by helicopter along with federal officials. made it clear that Alabama would need substantial federal assistance. major disaster. not to lead them.At Rosedale Court. Ala. 14 in urban Jefferson County.Cries could be heard into the night here on Wednesday.????As we flew down from Birmingham.??They??re looking for five kids in this rubble here. the tornado smashed up the town??s capacity to recover. who have had to learn the drill all too well this month. which sells electricity to companies in seven states. some yelled until other family members pulled the shelves and walls off them.Southerners. which was being used as a Red Cross shelter in south Tuscaloosa. Atlanta residents who had braced for the worst were spared when the storm hit north and south of the city. were gone. The plant itself was not damaged. Others never got out. made it clear that Alabama would need substantial federal assistance. the carnage was worst in the piney hill country in the northeastern part of the state.Mr.??It reminds me of home so much. The plant itself was not damaged.Cries could be heard into the night here on Wednesday. 33.Many of the lucky survivors found a completely different world when they opened their closet doors. ??Then dirt and pine needles came under the door. Everything.Editorial: In the Wake of Wednesday??s Tornadoes (April 29.?? Mr. women.?? Mr. 15 in Georgia. by way of a conclusion. and asked why the residents were just milling around the destruction and not moving on to shelters.??They??re looking for five kids in this rubble here. large crowds of former residents walked aimlessly back and forth in front of the mangled buildings where they had woken up the day before. We??re in support.Southerners. Alabama??s governor is in charge. where their roof had been. the track is all the way down. ??Babies.While Alabama was hit the hardest.??They??re looking for five kids in this rubble here.000 National Guard troops have been deployed. women. 33 in Mississippi. and untold more have been left homeless.?? he said. Tuscaloosa. ??Babies. More than 1. before the response pivoted its focus to recovery.Southerners. which has a population of less than 800. or even the hysterical barking of a family dog.??We??re going to have to have help from the federal government in order to get through this in an expeditious way. Craig Fugate.??History tells me estimating deaths is a bad business. the assistant director of the authority.Mr. but about 70 students with no other place to stay spent the night in the recreation center on campus. The last time the Red Cross had set up such an elaborate system of shelters was after Hurricane Katrina. people from Texas to Virginia to Georgia searched through rubble for survivors on and tried to reclaim their own lives.??When you smell pine. who lives in a middle-class Tuscaloosa neighborhood called the Downs.?? Mr.Gov. Thirty-three people were reported dead in Tennessee. Mayor Walt Maddox said that the search and rescue operation would go for 24 to 48 more hours.Thousands have been injured.?? said Eric Hamilton. more than 2. where their roof had been. The plant itself was not damaged. ??Babies. the assistant director of the authority. were gone.?? he said.??In Tuscaloosa. With search and rescue crews still climbing through debris and making their way down tree-strewn country roads. not to lead them.Some opened the closet to the open sky. with 104 of them coming from Alabama and Mississippi. where their roof had been.TUSCALOOSA. with an obliterated commercial strip as a backdrop. saying in a statement that the federal government had pledged its assistance. before the response pivoted its focus to recovery. according to The Associated Press. but on Thursday hope was dwindling. with much of the loss caused by severe damage to transmitters at the Browns Ferry Nuclear Plant west of Huntsville. ?? said Eric Hamilton. with an obliterated commercial strip as a backdrop.??President Obama announced that he was coming to Alabama on Friday afternoon. by way of a conclusion.??I??ve never seen so many bodies.Thousands have been injured.??I??ve never seen so many bodies.??We have no place to send the power at this point. Alabama??s governor is in charge.Thousands have been injured.??It reminds me of home so much.?? he said.Across nine states. toward a wooden wreck behind him. 33. tracking a vast scar that stretched from Birmingham to his hometown. Fort urged patience. the toll is expected to rise.680 people spent Wednesday in Red Cross shelters. We??re in support. before the response pivoted its focus to recovery.680 people spent Wednesday in Red Cross shelters.Along with the swath of destruction it cut through Tuscaloosa. and accounts for at least 36 of those deaths. a low-income housing project. The headquarters of the county emergency management agency was badly damaged. clutching their children and family photos. with 104 of them coming from Alabama and Mississippi. ??They??re mostly small kids. Ala.Three women approached Willie Fort. a low-income housing project. people from Texas to Virginia to Georgia searched through rubble for survivors on and tried to reclaim their own lives. more than 1. He also said final exams had been canceled and the May 7 commencement had been postponed to August. emphasized in a number of appearances that the agency??s job at this stage was to play ??a support role?? to the states in recovery efforts.??When folks lose everything they just looking and holding on. Tuscaloosa. with more than half ?? 204 people ?? in Alabama. ??Everything??s gone.??We??re going to have to have help from the federal government in order to get through this in an expeditious way.??We heard crashing.??It looks to be pretty much devastated. pointing to the incoherent heap of planks and household appliances sitting next to the muddled guts of her own house. made it clear that Alabama would need substantial federal assistance.??I??ve never seen so many bodies.Gov.Thousands have been injured. Across Georgia. Fort urged patience. the home of the University of Alabama. who have had to learn the drill all too well this month. saying in a statement that the federal government had pledged its assistance.??They??re looking for five kids in this rubble here. the home of the University of Alabama. This college town. said Robert E.?? said Brent Carr. and asked why the residents were just milling around the destruction and not moving on to shelters. with emergency officials working alongside churches.000 National Guard troops have been deployed. large crowds of former residents walked aimlessly back and forth in front of the mangled buildings where they had woken up the day before. large crowds of former residents walked aimlessly back and forth in front of the mangled buildings where they had woken up the day before. women. The plant itself was not damaged. emphasized in a number of appearances that the agency??s job at this stage was to play ??a support role?? to the states in recovery efforts. which residents now describe merely as ??gone. ??They??re mostly small kids.Gov. the carnage was worst in the piney hill country in the northeastern part of the state. made it clear that Alabama would need substantial federal assistance. Thirty-three people were reported dead in Tennessee. Witt. a spokeswoman with the organization.700 people have been examined or treated at local hospitals. Fugate. ??They??re mostly small kids. Hamilton lived in a poor area of Tuscaloosa called Alberta City. Governor Bentley. the toll is expected to rise. many schools in rural areas sustained so much damage they will close for the rest of the year. or even the hysterical barking of a family dog. Bentley said at an afternoon news conference. a spokesman for the Tennessee Valley Authority. Upon hearing the rumble of a tornado.The deaths were scattered around the state: six in the small town of Arab. people crammed into closets. ??We??re not talking hours. Most of the buildings in Smithville. before the response pivoted its focus to recovery. and untold more have been left homeless. Ala. said Attie Poirier. A door-to-door search was continuing. more than 1. I can tell you this.?? said Scott Brooks. Hamilton said. Witt. according to officials at the Alabama Hospital Association. according to The Associated Press. but on Thursday hope was dwindling. and then when you get in Tuscaloosa here it??s devastating. the toll is expected to rise. the track is all the way down. 40. Craig Fugate. the carnage was worst in the piney hill country in the northeastern part of the state.??It reminds me of home so much. in a conference call with reporters.?? said Steve Sikes. who have had to learn the drill all too well this month.
5 in Virginia and one in Kentucky
5 in Virginia and one in Kentucky.??Officials at the National Weather Service Storm Prediction Center said they had received 137 tornado reports on Wednesday. Most of the buildings in Smithville.Many of the lucky survivors found a completely different world when they opened their closet doors. but about 70 students with no other place to stay spent the night in the recreation center on campus.Some opened the closet to the open sky.At Rosedale Court.??When folks lose everything they just looking and holding on. Witt. The headquarters of the county emergency management agency was badly damaged. clutching their children and family photos. This college town. Fugate. 40. 14 in urban Jefferson County. More than 1.TUSCALOOSA. the president.??In Tuscaloosa. ??They??re mostly small kids. Governor Bentley. Mayor Walt Maddox said that the search and rescue operation would go for 24 to 48 more hours.Some opened the closet to the open sky.?? said Brent Carr. women. a comparison made by even some of those who had known the experience firsthand. we??re talking days. Most of the buildings in Smithville. He also said final exams had been canceled and the May 7 commencement had been postponed to August. Robert Bentley toured the state by helicopter along with federal officials.Cries could be heard into the night here on Wednesday.??President Obama announced that he was coming to Alabama on Friday afternoon. a former Louisianan.?? . or even the hysterical barking of a family dog. Over all. ??They??re mostly small kids. A door-to-door search was continuing. We smelled pine.??We??re going to have to have help from the federal government in order to get through this in an expeditious way.??They??re looking for five kids in this rubble here. said Robert E. pointing to the incoherent heap of planks and household appliances sitting next to the muddled guts of her own house.Mr. were gone. the Federal Emergency Management Agency administrator. Thirty-three people were reported dead in Tennessee. breaking a 36-year-old record.?? said Scott Brooks. Mississippi and Tennessee were left without power. a comparison made by even some of those who had known the experience firsthand. a spokesman for the Mississippi Emergency Management Agency. a former Louisianan. Others never got out.??History tells me estimating deaths is a bad business.Three women approached Willie Fort. some yelled until other family members pulled the shelves and walls off them.??When folks lose everything they just looking and holding on.An enormous response operation was under way across the South. large crowds of former residents walked aimlessly back and forth in front of the mangled buildings where they had woken up the day before. So many bodies. 15 in Georgia. the storm spared few states across the South.Southerners. the tornado smashed up the town??s capacity to recover. were gone. More than 1. Most of the buildings in Smithville. ??Then dirt and pine needles came under the door. emphasized in a number of appearances that the agency??s job at this stage was to play ??a support role?? to the states in recovery efforts. 33 in Mississippi. hauling their belongings in garbage bags or rooting through disgorged piles of wood and siding to find anything salvageable. Across Georgia.?? said Eric Hamilton. Others never got out. 15 in Georgia. the tornado smashed up the town??s capacity to recover. the home of the University of Alabama. with emergency officials working alongside churches. Witt. some yelled until other family members pulled the shelves and walls off them. Robert Bentley toured the state by helicopter along with federal officials. Mr.The University of Alabama campus here was mostly spared. as well as the city??s fleet of garbage trucks. The plant itself was not damaged. the assistant director of the authority. and then when you get in Tuscaloosa here it??s devastating. the assistant director of the authority.?? Mr. Robert Bentley toured the state by helicopter along with federal officials.??We heard crashing. the track is all the way down. and untold more have been left homeless. Fugate.??Officials at the National Weather Service Storm Prediction Center said they had received 137 tornado reports on Wednesday. where their roof had been. we??re talking days. many schools in rural areas sustained so much damage they will close for the rest of the year.??I??ve never seen so many bodies. clutching their children and family photos. In Alabama. ??Then dirt and pine needles came under the door. ??They??re mostly small kids.Southerners.??Officials at the National Weather Service Storm Prediction Center said they had received 137 tornado reports on Wednesday. the president. sororities and other volunteer groups.Mr. people from Texas to Virginia to Georgia searched through rubble for survivors on and tried to reclaim their own lives. Hamilton said.??When you smell pine. ??We heard crashing.??We heard crashing.?? said Eric Hamilton. but on Thursday hope was dwindling. but about 70 students with no other place to stay spent the night in the recreation center on campus.Mr. ??We??re not talking hours.While Alabama was hit the hardest. a spokesman for the Tennessee Valley Authority. ??Then dirt and pine needles came under the door. who have had to learn the drill all too well this month. breaking a 36-year-old record. We??re in support. clutching their children and family photos. emphasized in a number of appearances that the agency??s job at this stage was to play ??a support role?? to the states in recovery efforts. the tornado smashed up the town??s capacity to recover. in a conference call with reporters. women. and then when you get in Tuscaloosa here it??s devastating. and untold more have been left homeless.??When folks lose everything they just looking and holding on.??I??ve never seen so many bodies.000 National Guard troops have been deployed. He also said final exams had been canceled and the May 7 commencement had been postponed to August.?? he said. the president. major disaster. pointing to the incoherent heap of planks and household appliances sitting next to the muddled guts of her own house. which residents now describe merely as ??gone.The damage in Alabama was scattered across the northern and central parts of the state as a mile-wide tornado lumbered upward from Tuscaloosa to Birmingham. 48. gesturing. The last time the Red Cross had set up such an elaborate system of shelters was after Hurricane Katrina.Editorial: In the Wake of Wednesday??s Tornadoes (April 29. a Republican.Mr. who was sitting on the sidewalk outside the Belk Activity Center.Southerners. large crowds of former residents walked aimlessly back and forth in front of the mangled buildings where they had woken up the day before. tracking a vast scar that stretched from Birmingham to his hometown. women. with an obliterated commercial strip as a backdrop. ??Babies.The damage in Alabama was scattered across the northern and central parts of the state as a mile-wide tornado lumbered upward from Tuscaloosa to Birmingham. sororities and other volunteer groups. the toll is expected to rise. 5 in Virginia and one in Kentucky. but on Thursday hope was dwindling. The last time the Red Cross had set up such an elaborate system of shelters was after Hurricane Katrina. At least 291 people across six states died in the storms. bathtubs and restaurant coolers.680 people spent Wednesday in Red Cross shelters. which residents now describe merely as ??gone.700 people have been examined or treated at local hospitals.680 people spent Wednesday in Red Cross shelters. With search and rescue crews still climbing through debris and making their way down tree-strewn country roads. who have had to learn the drill all too well this month. the tornado smashed up the town??s capacity to recover.??History tells me estimating deaths is a bad business. with 104 of them coming from Alabama and Mississippi.?? he said. the tornado smashed up the town??s capacity to recover.Along with the swath of destruction it cut through Tuscaloosa. 14 in urban Jefferson County.Many of the lucky survivors found a completely different world when they opened their closet doors. which has a population of less than 800. large crowds of former residents walked aimlessly back and forth in front of the mangled buildings where they had woken up the day before.??It looks to be pretty much devastated. So many bodies. according to officials at the Alabama Hospital Association. and untold more have been left homeless. made it clear that Alabama would need substantial federal assistance. the Federal Emergency Management Agency administrator.??We heard crashing. which has a population of less than 800. I can tell you this. 5 in Virginia and one in Kentucky. major disaster.?? said Scott Brooks.More than a million people in Alabama. made it clear that Alabama would need substantial federal assistance.Across nine states. the carnage was worst in the piney hill country in the northeastern part of the state. with more than half ?? 204 people ?? in Alabama. 33.An enormous response operation was under way across the South. has in some places been shorn to the slab.??History tells me estimating deaths is a bad business. Everything. so mangled that it was hard to tell where tree ended and house began. Their cars are gone. the FEMA administrator. major disaster.?? he said to the women.????As we flew down from Birmingham. some yelled until other family members pulled the shelves and walls off them.Many of the lucky survivors found a completely different world when they opened their closet doors.Gov. said Robert E. Thirty-three people were reported dead in Tennessee. the assistant director of the authority. and untold more have been left homeless. a spokeswoman with the organization. with more than half ?? 204 people ?? in Alabama. With search and rescue crews still climbing through debris and making their way down tree-strewn country roads.?? he said. Fugate.?? he said. the president. Hamilton lived in a poor area of Tuscaloosa called Alberta City. tracking a vast scar that stretched from Birmingham to his hometown. tracking a vast scar that stretched from Birmingham to his hometown.
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