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A DEVOTEE CHAPs. I.-IV. .
Arthur Hugh Clough
Ballade of a Montreux Garden
Black Forest Lorelei, A
Bondage of George Berkley, The
Cambridge, the Everything
Commercial Traveller, A.
Day in Goa, A
Evening in Bohemia, An
From the Persian of Hafez
Gipsying by Water
Guests of the Wolfmaster, The
King's Daughter, A
LIMITATIONS. Chaps. VII.-XIV.
London Sparrow, A
Love on the Road .
Misadventures of an American Princess, The
ty of Margaret Fuller, The
's Romance, A.
- New Woman," A
n a Convent, A.
1e Mercantile Marine, A
Tardy's Country, In
ys in Achill Island
WITH WHICH IS INCORPORATED "BENTLEY'S MISCELLANY."
By E. F. BENSON,
AUTHOR OF DODO, ETC.
EANWHILE the " sheltered life” had gone on as usual at
Mr. Markham's. The delight in Ted's success had moved away into its appointed background, in front of which the slow, happy days passed on as uneventfully as ever. But about November a change took place. The Lord Chancellor appeared to have been suddenly struck by Mr. Markham's admirable editions of school classics, or perhaps the fame of the neat covers of the books May stitched for the parish library had reached him, and he offered him the living of Applethorpe, which had just become vacant. Mr. Markham was unwilling to leave his old parish, and May even more so, but the offer was not one to be refused. Applethorpe was a large country parish, and, what was a distinct advantage, a richer one than Chesterford; old Mr. Carlingford, in particular, though careful to avoid in his own person direct means of grace, being always ready to supply funds whereby it might be administered to others.
Ted was delighted with the change; his roots bad been transplanted so often in school and university life that they never struck very deeply in the soil of Chesterford. The close neighbourhood of Tom's house weighed heavily in favour of Applethorpe, and the accessibility of Lord Ramsden's library, which contained many dirty old volumes in which he had visions, as every book-lover has, of finding undiscovered treasures in the way of twelfthcentury missals, was not without its effect. May alone did not like it. It seemed to her that she was going out into new and more elaborate places, which might prove perplexingly different
ne green fields and country lanes she knew so well. Things
oing to be on a bigger scale; they would keep one curate,
s two; London itself loomed on the horizon, and when
her had gone to see the place, he came back saying that
ced a pretty country, but there had been a London fog,
had drifted down from town.
wever, she quite acquiesced in her father's decision, and
Christmas they had moved.
ir house stood at one end of the long straggling village,
cal rectory of the newer class, with a tennis lawn in front
stable-yard behind, a hall paved with red tiles, and far
uch ivy and virginia creeper on the walls. Ted arrived
after from Cambridge, with a large square box full of
which could only just get through the front door.
and May had gone a long exploring walk in the country
ternoon, and were returning home along the clean frozen
through the village. They had been talking about the
's so big, Ted,” May bad said, “it almost frightens me, as
you once a big place would do. It is so hard to get hold
t of people like this."
ell, there will be a curate, won't there?” said Ted. “Of
it's too large for father alone."
s, I know there will; but you don't understand. I must
ld of them myself. I must do all I did at Chesterford,
looked at her kindly.
s, I know how you feel about it. It's the personal relation
int, isn't it?"
), I don't care about their personal relation to me. They
all hate me if they liked. But the quickest way to get at
s hearts for any purpose is to make them like one."
n't be worried, May,” said he. “You will soon get to
hem all, unless I'm very much mistaken."
., but just think of the state things are in! I went to see
woman yesterday. She couldn't understand at first why
l I told her I was the new vicar's daughter, and she
me what I wanted. The late vicar used never to visit
it will be hard work." ish you could come here after you were ordained,” said as father's curate." just stop at Cambridge,” said Ted; "you wouldn't wish ive that up?"