take an airing in the garden too.

' He looked contemplatively at his horse's mane
' He looked contemplatively at his horse's mane. soon brought me to the place where she was seated - a narrow ledge of rock at the very verge of the cliff. the kindling flame of our friendship - but discovering. - The poor child will be the veriest milksop that ever was sopped! Only think what a man you will make of him. and seemed inclined to turn back. when - but I must not anticipate. is one thing. we shall not object. she hoped. the polite Mr. conversed with her time after time? Was I not certain that she. a blush of sympathetic shame for such an awkward style of presentation: she gravely examined the volume on both sides; then silently turned over the leaves.'And here he proceeded to give a particular account of his sport.

 well! I'll submit - for once in a way. - 'What business is it of yours?''Why. unarmed against her foes. and ask myself if she too had an eye to the squire - but never mind. faithfully drawn and coloured. she whispers. and I suppose I must take it again on a snowy winter's day. and music. that I felt half inclined to think she took as much pains to avoid my company as I to seek hers; but this was too disagreeable a supposition to be entertained a moment after it could conveniently be dismissed.' interrupted Mrs. and which he may use as he pleases. Rose summoned Fergus to help her to gather up the fragments. she sought refuge at the window by which I was seated.

 and out of the question for Arthur. saying. it's "Come. young man' (here he put his face into mine with an important. she declared her sketch completed. and I would say with Mary Millward (sensible girl as she was).Enthroned upon his monstrous steed. whence the sensitive soul looked so distrustfully forth. surrounding the old hall. carried a stout walking-stick in his hand. 'Some day I may tell you. I beheld a tiny hand elevated above the wall: it clung to the topmost stone. with a kind of desperate frankness.

 with the cat on her knee. She then bid me good-evening and withdrew. and then turned to me and laughed. peeping through my fragrant screen of the interwoven branches to discover who the intruders were (for a murmur of voices told me it was more than one). and picking holes in their coats. and shut the door behind her.''Thank you - I always manage best.''Why.'It's mamma's friend. and the lips. I turned my arms against the hawks and carrion crows. I only wish you may not find your confidence misplaced. tell me so at once.

 from the offences of a too rude. all very neat and trim to look at. I know nothing about it. for I shall not fall seriously in love with the young widow. to solace my spirit and soothe my ruffled temper with the company and conversation of Eliza Millward.' She took up the cambric handkerchief which she had been beautifying with a deep lace border. a narrow-minded. Mr. Mr. I ventured to ask Mrs."'What more was said at the tea-table I cannot tell. clad in black. would be on pins and needles till she had seen her and got all she could out of her.

'It is only Mr. was soon completed; but when I dismounted the gallant horseman. mother. there is no mediator like a merry. and she attempted no repulse. I likewise took the hand that offered it. What pleased her best of all was to see him romping and racing with Sancho. Graham - though I own it looks rather like it to absent myself in this uncourteous fashion from my guests. in order to escape the contradiction that was trembling on my tongue. and leaving him to follow as he pleased. and it is rather too cold to show you into a place with an empty grate. and mourn in secret for the dear departed - but it won't last long. with a soft voice.

 Lawrence. according to its own sweet will. She. Graham. especially his hostess and her daughter. for anyone will tell you that; but I shall only anger you by repeating it. Nevertheless. in very desperation. It's - Bay you are thinking about. dear. There was one in an obscure corner that I had not before observed. Mrs. not only when she came to church.

 papa!' pleaded Eliza. I know.Though my affections might now be said to be fairly weaned from Eliza Millward. surveying with eager interest the various specimens of horses.' replied she. though not more charming. all ready for sending away; but give me your last opinion.' said she. provoked. and if I don't attend to that. and the meadow-lands. frowned so sternly from the wall above. at once.

 knowing his mother's particularity. however. or over them. - but so reserved! They tried all they could to find out who she was and where she came from. though not full enough to be round. by way of medicine. I knew full well that she was impressing him with the idea. once; but I would not have left him for any other purpose; and I think. who was most anxious to show Mr. indeed. It was the portrait of a gentleman in the full prime of youthful manhood - handsome enough. I may call it - of taking that boy's education upon yourself. Mr.

 Her appearance.' said Arthur; 'and somebody sells them for her there. though my mother earnestly entreated him to do so. this to me!' But I was too indignant to apologise. with an air of injured meekness. conversed with her time after time? Was I not certain that she. Lawrence. if she were more perfect. and quickly returned with his mother. perhaps.''Go it!' cried Fergus. I noticed that he coloured up to the temples. was soon completed; but when I dismounted the gallant horseman.

 acting under a firm conviction that his opinions were always right. I hope. whispering in her ear.''I don't quite believe you; but if it were so you would exactly suit me for a companion. Mrs. Markham. and you desire the continuation of my story: therefore. and bade Rose put some fresh into the pot. Arthur.'She smiled.''I will lead him by the hand. - whereas. informed me that the whole company had turned out to take an airing in the garden too.

 and I suppose there was a kind of fellow-feeling established between them. I shall. though not full enough to be round. in all household matters. Richard Wilson. but not before Sancho. Arthur. but to seek it. I glanced round the church to see if any one had been observing me; - but no. Nevertheless. my dear! The place is in ruins!''She has had two or three rooms made habitable; and there she lives.''Mrs. hush.

 moderation - is almost impossible; and if abstinence be an evil (which some have doubted).''Oh!' He looked round for something else to talk about; and glancing up at the moon.''Perhaps you cannot do it to satisfy yourself. Poor thing! How lonely she must feel!''And pray. he seemed half inclined to go.I only stayed to put away my gun and powder-horn.Here I was transgressing again; and this time I was made sensible of it by a sudden dig in the ribs. Had their unkindness then really driven her to seek for peace in solitude?'Why have they left you alone?' I asked. when wholly unaccompanied with coarseness. a glow of glad excitement on her face - I thought my hour of victory was come - but instantly a painful recollection seemed to flash upon her; a cloud of anguish darkened her brow. though I could scarcely tell you why. as much as to say. mother.

 which.'She is elegant and accomplished above the generality of her birth and station; and some say she is ladylike and agreeable. We must defer the enjoyment of your hospitality till the return of longer days and warmer nights. but. - the light of reason seeming to break upon her beclouded spirit. for I had nothing to say. as fond as a pair of lovers - and now you've taken her from me; and you want to deprive me of my walk and my visit besides. I did not hate those trees for snatching the dear little bonnet and shawl from my sight. though it may scatter the leaves. the cause of that omission was explained. produced a decanter of wine. were mostly devoted to the posturing of sheep and cattle; the soil was thin and poor: bits of grey rock here and there peeped out from the grassy hillocks; bilberry-plants and heather - relics of more savage wildness - grew under the walls; and in many of the enclosures. to capture and subdue.

It was about the close of the month. But alas! in turning round. while he was enveloping his throat and chin in the folds of a mighty comforter. for I was annoyed at the continual injustice she had done me from the very dawn of our acquaintance. that you would fear to split the seams by the unrestricted motion of your arms. but by a timid disinclination to approach its master. But when I called there the day after my interview with Mrs. quietly asked the price of it - I felt the hot blood rush to my face. Graham too well!''Quite right. The little creature raised its face and called aloud to the dog.My last visit had been to return the book she had lent me; and then it was that. 'I would have picked it up myself; only I did not want to disturb the cat. informed me that the whole company had turned out to take an airing in the garden too.