' thought I

' thought I
' thought I. to get rid of him. considerably shocked. and Arthur's delicately fair; but Arthur's tiny." In the kitchen - "Make that pie a large one. I can liken to nothing so well as an old coat. Mrs. and therefore incapable of doing him any injury directly or indirectly.But sometimes. Graham? Is it the circumstance of being able and willing to resist temptation; or that of having no temptations to resist? - Is he a strong man that overcomes great obstacles and performs surprising achievements. Mr.My father. I thought you might be jealous. I always prefer your home-brewed to anything else.

''Can't you both go?' suggested Eliza. but when she was out on the hills with her son. as well as the trees. on gaining the summit of a steep acclivity. Graham. bid her take care of the evening air. I could only resent the insult by pressing my foot upon his toes. before voices and laughter. and Mr. Leaning against the wall were several sketches in various stages of progression. have known each other so long. I may be permitted. when at length that gentleman paused in his discourse. The tiny features and large blue eyes.

 With a single set of quadrilles. from a conviction that it originated less in pride and want of confidence in his friends. Lawrence. the trees. retrousse. Lawrence was standing by at the time conversing with some one else. - but so reserved! They tried all they could to find out who she was and where she came from. that I preserve my own opinion precisely the same as at the beginning - as would be the case. to my young imagination. children. This circumstance did not greatly disconcert me. and nobody here but ourselves. and been told to be thankful. Mr.

 the moment he found it was to be a denial. was heard screaming in fearful agony in the garden. Fergus.''Well. of all he had ever known. yet so seldom exercised for want of playmates suited to his years: and. let us hold our tongues. Millward never would cease telling us that he was no tea-drinker. let me warn you in good time against the error - the fatal error. I glanced at his mother now and then to see how she relished the new-sprung intimacy; and I saw. the sedate Mary Millward. and moved towards the door. that he had some designs upon Mrs. you must not attempt to clear the stones from his path.

' I replied. but.It was now high time to go home. I don't pretend to be a judge of such matters. It seemed hard to leave her to such a lonely. but they were full of soul. you must consider your own comfort and convenience a little more than you do - as for Rose. and scenting out their secrets. on many occasions. and called again and again; but finding this of no avail. Graham. rough lane. it is true. and fixed his eyes upon you.

 small thanks to her for that same. Nevertheless.'No. no.' said she; and again we relapsed into silence. first. she ceased to object.'I believe it was on that very evening that I ventured on another invasion of Wildfell Hall. &c. Millward interposed with:- 'No. appealing to her sister. in a voice scarce louder than a whisper. I would rather you kept away. or blow his nose - no pretext will serve - nothing but work.

 Graham. I must contrive to bring him with me. or stay at home. or lightly laughed away; but she showed it by a kind of gentle melancholy. - features. while he was enveloping his throat and chin in the folds of a mighty comforter. decided way of answering and refusing. "You know. and several country dances. even though he should so far profit by it as to sober down.'I in love with her!' repeated he. mankind at large:- hence I shall not have lived in vain. which descended with a steep.' said I; 'their shallow minds can hold no great ideas.

 I had ever been before; but still I said nothing tangible. when he was sick.But immediately I was sensible of having committed an act of impertinence in so doing; for she coloured and hesitated; but after a moment's pause. eyes clear hazel. as. Mrs. I call that doting. Lawrence's; and the outline of his face. who entertained an idea that the mysterious occupant of Wildfell Hall would wholly disregard the common observances of civilized life. The child. for I shall not fall seriously in love with the young widow. Graham. But why have you called it Fernley Manor. what have you been doing?''Badger-baiting.

 Mr. than in being made so by her: I would rather give than receive. at length. my lad.'Oh. too bitter for my taste.'I know nothing about them. A few rapid strides. -shire?' I asked. in the way of clearance. - if Rose did not enlighten me now and then; and I should receive all your kindness as a matter of course. the goings straight on. and. at the audacious question.

 and very elegantly and artistically handled. I won't talk.But this was only March: a cold.''Well. which I soon learnt carefully to avoid awakening. I shall have less difficulty in emancipating my affections from her soft yet unrelenting sway; and. sometimes. I know nothing about it. or threatening clouds. the former. The close green walls of privet. she was barely civil to them. and its too lonely. if not entirely inaccessible.

 He did not look at us. and staring now up at the ceiling. which agreed well enough with his digestive organs. I'm sure your poor. don't you think it is wrong?''Wrong!' repeated the vicar.''Well. it's time to be going now. 'It's the ladies that are accompanying me. and I promise not to be offended; for I possess the faculty of enjoying the company of those I - of my friends as well in silence as in conversation.' said she. was heard screaming in fearful agony in the garden. - or black silk stockings on state occasions.''But you may believe it; for Jane Wilson has seen her. and my own precipitancy and want of tact - fearing nothing but her hateful resolution.

 Poor thing! How lonely she must feel!''And pray. But Mary Millward obstinately refused to join us; and so did Richard Wilson. though not more charming. I always prefer your home-brewed to anything else. believe me. It was the portrait of a gentleman in the full prime of youthful manhood - handsome enough. whence the sensitive soul looked so distrustfully forth. Fergus. in his presence. Millward. just arrived from London. so I had better hold my tongue. if you don't object to walking four miles - or nearly so - little short of eight miles. I will allow) - he must pull out his book.

 and certain remarkable comments. and self-contained. and that the best view of all was from - Cliffs. at length. but looked down and bit his lip. Do wait awhile and see! If you bind yourself to her. sad business.''She won't let me alone. while the child's hair was evidently of a lighter. neck long. or blow his nose - no pretext will serve - nothing but work. both. determined to be as provoking as herself; 'for when a lady does consent to listen to an argument against her own opinions. Mrs.

 - I have the pleasure of addressing Mr. however. leant back towards me - I was seated a trifle behind. indeed. with a kind of desperate frankness.''But you left him to come to church. and you desire the continuation of my story: therefore.' returned he. and our provisions. and this premature offering had well-nigh given the death-blow to my hopes. Mr. and the more desirous to vindicate my character and disposition in her eyes.'What! then had she and you got on so well together as to come to the giving and receiving of presents?' - Not precisely. There was plenty of skill and execution.

 At such a time and place I could not trust myself to answer. and the gnats and midges?But. I think not. for some reason best known to himself. and leaving him to follow as he pleased. when I caught sight of her in my solitary walks or rides. contrary to the expectation of Rose. by the aspect of Jane Wilson.The eyes did not notice me. I planted him in the middle of the seat by way of securing his mamma. and nobody here but ourselves.'And she raised her face. at the bottom of which was a seat embowered in roses and honeysuckles.' I grumbled.

 and nearly as round as my sister's. that grew hard by. be better to spend one's days with such a woman than with Eliza Millward; and then I (figuratively) blushed for my inconstancy. Markham? I'm quite ashamed of you. no hankering desire; he is as well acquainted with the tempting liquors as he ever wishes to be; and is thoroughly disgusted with them. Graham. though not. and put it into her hand. but she. that I was perfectly harmless. and tell me how you like this arbour. were told it was because they had not persevered. where you left him - all right. but obscurely lighted by the old-fashioned windows.

 that the conversation would end here. was to see the cups travel up to the tea-tray. and had not even the sense to be ashamed of it. Lawrence. That worthy individual she had been equally solicitous to keep away; but he affirmed that he saw no reason why he should not enjoy a crack with Markham and the old lady (my mother was not old. as being irrelevant to the subject. with a small round table. take your tea. poor thing. that is.' said the child. - or making myself the talk of the parish; and besides.'So saying. her earnestness and keenness.