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"Staplegrove," she said in a surprised voice, "do you mean Staplegrove in Surrey? Why, that is the very place where the Logans live." "Are you speaking of Matt Logan?" asked Malcolm. "Of course he lives down there; but I heard the other day that he had come in for some money, and had gone abroad for his wife's health." "Oh, that's right enough," returned Amias.

Now I mean to send the servant away at luncheon, and we will wait on ourselves, and then you can tell us everything." "You must promise not to interrupt me then," was Malcolm's answer, "for I shall have to be off in an hour or so. I mean to go down to Staplegrove by a late afternoon train, and tell Miss Templeton all we have done." Malcolm certainly had the art of narration. Not only Mrs.

The interior is of less interest: it contains a small screen. The cross in the churchyard has a modern head, elaborately carved with figures and scenes. Staplegrove, a parish which is virtually a suburb of Taunton. The rest of the fabric has undergone restoration, though it retains a hagioscope and two piscinas. Stavordale, a small hamlet 3-1/2 m. N.E. of Wincanton.

Elizabeth was speaking with the utmost good-humour, and at any other moment he would have thought her imperiousness charming so what possessed him to draw himself up and say rather stiffly that he feared that it would be some time before they saw him at Staplegrove.

Women have no sense of proportion," he continued rather irritably; "they either do too much or too little, and the Misses Templeton seem to be no exceptions to the rule." They had left Earlsfield behind them, and were now climbing the long, winding ascent that led to Staplegrove. As the road grew steeper, Brown Becky slackened her pace.

He worked himself up into such a fever at last, that half-way up the Staplegrove Hill he stopped the fly and told the driver that he wished to walk, and directed him to take his bag to the Wood House. The walk certainly refreshed him, and by the time he reached the Crow's Nest he felt more ready for the ordeal.

Malcolm read this letter at least a dozen times, and each time he came to the message he smiled as though he were well pleased; nevertheless he made no attempt to go to Staplegrove. With the exception of that half-hour in the churchyard, he had not seen Elizabeth since her trouble an instinctive feeling of delicacy had warned him to keep his distance.

"My dear Miss Templeton," wrote Malcolm, "to-morrow I am leaving Staplegrove, and I know you will understand the reason why I do not call to bid you good-bye, and that you will not think me ungrateful after all the kindness and hospitality I have received from you. Your sister has often told me that you have no secrets from each other; so you will know why it is better for me to return to town.

Anna must tell him this and that about her water-party and the picnic, and those wonderful people who tried to force an acquaintance on them; he would not let her off, though more than once the girl looked wistfully at him. Why did he not tell them about Staplegrove? He had not once mentioned the Wood House and the Templetons. Was anything wrong with him?

"I can assure you, Miss Templeton, that the quiet will be very restful after the turmoil of town," returned Malcolm seriously; "and, as far as I can judge at present, Staplegrove seems a perfect paradise;" and then Miss Templeton smiled and led the way into a pleasant, cosy-looking drawing-room, with three windows opening on to a terrace, below which lay a charming garden.