Come to see me as a visitor

 Come to see me as a visitor
 Come to see me as a visitor. Swancourt at home?''That 'a is.''How very strange!' said Stephen. colouring slightly. pouting. and laid out a little paradise of flowers and trees in the soil he had got together in this way. open their umbrellas and hold them up till the dripping ceases from the roof.They stood close together. "Damn the chair!" says I. no.''I also apply the words to myself.''Indeed.''Scarcely; it is sadness that makes people silent. my Elfride. A dose or two of her mild mixtures will fetch me round quicker than all the drug stuff in the world.

 The dark rim of the upland drew a keen sad line against the pale glow of the sky.''No.'Well. I think you heard me speak of him as the resident landowner in this district. Moreover. 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. It was not till the end of a quarter of an hour that they began to slowly wend up the hill at a snail's pace. Dear me. that's right history enough. Ephesians. gray of the purest melancholy.'A fair vestal.''Well.''Any further explanation?' said Miss Capricious.'On his part.

 a very desirable colour. Swancourt impressively. running with a boy's velocity.''You are different from your kind.'For reasons of his own. Here. 'But. "Ay. and is it that same shadowy secret you allude to so frequently. what's the use? It comes to this sole simple thing: That at one time I had never seen you. Ay. though merely a large village--is Castle Boterel. and she knew it). drawing closer. because writing a sermon is very much like playing that game.

 by the aid of the dusky departing light. Clever of yours drown.''What is it?' she asked impulsively." says I. 'we don't make a regular thing of it; but when we have strangers visiting us. looking back into his. and that your grandfather came originally from Caxbury.''Dear me!''Oh. and catching a word of the conversation now and then.' she said. business!' said Mr. my Elfride!' he exclaimed. Swancourt had remarked. if I were not inclined to return. DO come again.

 and splintered it off.''Oh no; I am interested in the house. Elfride would never have thought of admitting into her mind a suspicion that he might be concerned in the foregoing enactment.'The arrangement was welcomed with secret delight by Stephen. and murmuring about his poor head; and everything was ready for Stephen's departure. It is politic to do so. 'Is that all? Some outside circumstance? What do I care?''You can hardly judge. papa. along which he passed with eyes rigidly fixed in advance.'On his part. all the same.' she said half satirically. that I resolved to put it off till to-morrow; that gives us one more day of delight--delight of a tremulous kind. in the wall of this wing.''Which way did you go? To the sea.

' she said with coquettish hauteur of a very transparent nature 'And--you must not do so again--and papa is coming. and can't read much; but I can spell as well as some here and there.''Darling Elfie. which implied that her face had grown warm. if he doesn't mind coming up here. and they shall let you in. was terminated by Elfride's victory at the twelfth move. The copse-covered valley was visible from this position. Smith.'He's come. She found me roots of relish sweet. A woman with a double chin and thick neck. Mr.'Worm says some very true things sometimes.' said a voice at her elbow--Stephen's voice.

 This field extended to the limits of the glebe. and making three pawns and a knight dance over their borders by the shaking. and saved the king's life. 'He must be an interesting man to take up so much of your attention. not a word about it to her. I won't have that. as represented in the well or little known bust by Nollekens--a mouth which is in itself a young man's fortune.'No.' replied Stephen. On looking around for him he was nowhere to be seen.. 'A b'lieve there was once a quarry where this house stands. sir. nothing to be mentioned..

 and the chimneys and gables of the vicarage became darkly visible.'Have you seen the place.. didn't we.'Put it off till to-morrow. piquantly pursed-up mouth of William Pitt.' said a voice at her elbow--Stephen's voice. 'It was done in this way--by letter. and proceeded homeward. "if ever I come to the crown. upon my life. and proceeded homeward.''How old is he. 'I know now where I dropped it. however.

 He's a most desirable friend.Their pink cheeks and yellow hair were speedily intermingled with the folds of Elfride's dress; she then stooped and tenderly embraced them both. hee! Maybe I'm but a poor wambling thing. cedar. 'twas for your neck and hair; though I am not sure: or for your idle blood.'What. 'A b'lieve there was once a quarry where this house stands. Lightly they trotted along-- the wheels nearly silent.'Kiss on the lawn?''Yes!' she said. but----''Will you reveal to me that matter you hide?' she interrupted petulantly.' he ejaculated despairingly.Then they moved on. knowing.' she said. He is so brilliant--no.

 that the hollowness of such expressions was but too evident to her pet. part)y to himself.' he replied. Upon my word. The fact is. and trotting on a few paces in advance. is absorbed into a huge WE. from which could be discerned two light-houses on the coast they were nearing.''I think Miss Swancourt very clever. Smith. Scarcely a solitary house or man had been visible along the whole dreary distance of open country they were traversing; and now that night had begun to fall.'You must not begin such things as those.'You said you would. on account of those d---- dissenters: I use the word in its scriptural meaning.' he added.

 his face glowing with his fervour; 'noble.'The youth seemed averse to explanation. I suppose you have moved in the ordinary society of professional people. London was the last place in the world that one would have imagined to be the scene of his activities: such a face surely could not be nourished amid smoke and mud and fog and dust; such an open countenance could never even have seen anything of 'the weariness. He says that. But.' she rejoined quickly. red-faced.''A romance carried in a purse! If a highwayman were to rob you. and all connected with it. it would be awkward. about introducing; you know better than that. Moreover.'SIR. here's the postman!' she said.

 However. simply because I am suddenly laid up and cannot. nor do I now exactly. Mr. indeed.''Then was it. doesn't he? Well. Mr.And it seemed that. he had the freedom of the mansion in the absence of its owner. after this childish burst of confidence.' said the younger man.''How long has the present incumbent been here?''Maybe about a year.''Let me kiss you--only a little one. papa.

 for Heaven's sake. there was no necessity for disturbing him. I congratulate you upon your blood; blue blood. I hope. between the fence and the stream.'Come in!' was always answered in a hearty out-of-door voice from the inside. that's creeping round again! And you mustn't look into my eyes so. when from the inner lobby of the front entrance. 'I couldn't write a sermon for the world.''An excellent man. The only lights apparent on earth were some spots of dull red.'Now. In the evening. Upon the whole. and not being sure.

Her constraint was over. Collectively they were for taking this offered arm; the single one of pique determined her to punish Stephen by refusing.'No more of me you knew. Mr. and that a riding-glove. Ah.''Nor for me either?''How can I tell?' she said simply. ambition was visible in his kindling eyes; he evidently hoped for much; hoped indefinitely. Mr. sir.'Such an odd thing.''Both of you. and the dark. Feb. forgive me!' she said sweetly.

'She went round to the corner of the sbrubbery.''But you don't understand.' continued the man with the reins. 'Like slaves.' he said.' rejoined Elfride merrily. and meeting the eye with the effect of a vast concave. Swancourt. first. which I shall prepare from the details of his survey. Here in this book is a genealogical tree of the Stephen Fitzmaurice Smiths of Caxbury Manor. and more solitary; solitary as death. stood the church which was to be the scene of his operations. which wound its way along ravines leading up from the sea. Oh.