ofthe
same
powers
and
pursuits
with
himself
,
and
have
found
his
level
.
'
'
And
that
would
have
been
a
very
high
one
,
'
said
Guy
.
'
It
would
;
but
there
would
be
all
the
difference
there
is
between
a
feudal
prince
and
an
Eastern
despot
.
He
would
know
what
it
is
to
live
with
his
match
.
'
'
But
you
do
n't
attempt
to
call
him
conceited
!
'
cried
Guy
,
with
a
sort
of
consternation
.
'
He
is
far
above
that
;
far
too
grand
,
'
said
Amy
.
'
I
should
as
soon
think
of
calling
Jupiter
conceited
,
'
said
Charles
,
and
Laura
did
not
know
how
far
to
be
gratified
,
or
otherwise
.
Charles
had
not
over-estimated
Philip
's
readiness
of
self-adaptation
.
Charlotte
had
been
very
happy
with
him
,
talking
over
the
Lady
of
the
Lake
,
which
she
had
just
read
,
and
being
enlightened
,
partly
to
her
satisfaction
,
partly
to
her
disappointment
,
as
to
how
much
was
historical
.
He
listened
good-naturedly
to
a
fit
of
rapture
,
and
threw
in
a
few
,
not
too
many
,
discreet
words
of
guidance
to
the
true
principles
of
taste
;
and
next
told
her
about
an
island
,
in
a
pond
at
Stylehurst
,
which
had
been
by
turns
Ellen
's
isle
and
Robinson
Crusoe
's
.
It
was
at
this
point
in
the
conversation
that
Guy
came
in
sight
,
riding
slowly
,
his
reins
on
his
horse
's
neck
,
whistling
a
slow
,
melancholy
tune
,
his
eyes
fixed
on
the
sky
,
and
so
lost
in
musings
that
he
did
not
perceive
them
till
Philip
arrested
him
by
calling
out
,
'
That
is
a
very
bad
plan
.
No
horse
is
to
be
trusted
in
that
way
,
especially
such
a
spirited
one
.
'
Guy
started
,
and
gathered
up
his
reins
,
owning
it
was
foolish
.
'
You
look
only
half
disenchanted
yet
,
'
said
Philip
.
'
Has
Lascelles
put
you
into
what
my
father
's
old
gardener
used
to
call
a
stud
?
.
'
Nothing
so
worthy
of
a
stud
,
'
said
Guy
,
smiling
and
colouring
a
little
.
'
I
was
only
dreaming
over
a
picture
of
ruin
—
'
The
steed
is
vanished
from
the
stall
,
No
serf
is
seen
in
Hassan
's
hall
,
The
lonely
spider
's
thin
grey
pall
Waves
,
slowly
widening
o'er
the
wall
.
'
'
Byron
!
'
exclaimed
Philip
,
'
I
hope
you
are
not
dwelling
on
him
!
'
'
Only
a
volume
I
found
in
my
room
.
'
'
Oh
,
the
Giaour
!
'
said
Philip
.
'
Well
,
there
is
no
great
damage
done
;
but
it
is
bad
food
for
excitable
minds
.
Do
n't
let
it
get
hold
of
you
.
'
'
Very
well
;
'
and
there
was
a
cloud
,
but
it
cleared
in
a
moment
,
and
,
with
a
few
gay
words
to
both
,
he
rode
off
at
a
quick
pace
.
'
Foolish
fellow
!
'
muttered
Philip
,
looking
after
him
.
After
some
space
of
silence
,
Charlotte
began
in
a
very
grave
tone
—
'
Philip
?
'
'
Well
?
'
'
Philip
.
'
'
Another
'
Well
?
'
and
another
long
pause
.
'
Philip
,
I
do
n't
know
whether
you
'll
be
angry
with
me
.
'
'
Certainly
not
,
'
said
Philip
,
marvelling
what
was
coming
.
'
Guy
says
he
does
not
want
to
keep
up
the
feud
,
and
I
wish
you
would
not
.
'
'
What
do
you
mean
?
'
'
The
deadly
feud
!
'
said
Charlotte
.
'
What
nonsense
is
this
?
'
said
Philip
.
'
Surely
—
O
Philip
,
there
always
was
a
deadly
feud
between
our
ancestors
and
the
Redclyffe
Morvilles
,
and
it
was
very
wrong
,
and
ought
not
to
be
kept
up
now
.
'
'
It
is
not
I
that
keep
it
up
.
'
'
Is
it
not
?
'
said
Charlotte
.
'
But
I
am
sure
you
do
n't
like
Guy
.
And
I
ca
n't
think
why
not
,
unless
it
is
the
deadly
feud
,
for
we
all
are
so
fond
of
him
.
Laura
says
it
is
a
different
house
since
he
came
.
'
'
Hum
!
'
said
Philip
.
'
Charlotte
,
you
did
well
to
make
me
promise
not
to
be
angry
with
you
,
by
which
,
I
presume
,
you
mean
displeased
.
I
should
like
to
know
what
put
this
notion
into
your
head
.
'
'
Charlie
told
me
,
'
almost
whispered
Charlotte
,
hanging
down
her
head
.
'
And
—
and
—
'
'
And
what
?
I
ca
n't
hear
.
'
Charlotte
was
a
good
deal
frightened
;
but
either
from
firmness
,
or
from
the
female
propensity
to
have
the
last
word
,
or
,
it
might
be
,
the
spirit
of
mischief
,
she
got
out
—
'
You
have
made
me
quite
sure
of
it
yourself
'
She
was
so
alarmed
at
having
said
this
,
that
had
it
not
been
undignified
,
she
would
have
run
quite
away
,
and
never
stopped
till
she
came
to
East
Hill
.
Matters
were
not
mended
when
Philip
said
authoritatively
,
and
as
if
he
was
not
in
the
least
annoyed
(
which
was
the
more
vexatious
)
,
'
What
do
you
mean
,
Charlotte
?
'
She
had
a
great
mind
to
cry
,
by
way
of
getting
out
of
the
scrape
;
but
having
begun
as
counsellor
and
peace-maker
,
it
would
never
do
to
be
babyish
,
and
on
his
repeating
the
question
,
she
said
in
a
tone
which
she
could
not
prevent
from
being
lachrymose
,
'
You
make
Guy
almost
angry
;
you
teaze
him
,
and
when
people
praise
him
,
you
answer
as
if
it
would
not
last
!
And
it
is
very
unfair
of
you
,
'
concluded
she
,
with
almost
a
sob
.
'
Charlotte
,
'
replied
Philip
,
much
more
kindly
than
she
thought
she
deserved
,
after
the
reproach
that
seemed
to
her
so
dreadfully
naughty
,
'
you
may
dismiss
all
fear
of
deadly
feud
,
whatever
you
may
mean
by
it
.
Charles
has
been
playing
tricks
on
you
.
You
know
,
my
little
cousin
,
that
I
am
a
Christian
,
and
we
live
in
the
nineteenth
century
.
'
Charlotte
felt
as
if
annihilated
at
the
aspect
of
her
own
folly
.
He
resumed
,
'
You
misunderstood
me
.
I
do
think
Guy
very
agreeable
.
He
is
very
attentive
to
Charles
,
very
kind
to
you
,
and
so
attractive
that
I
do
n't
wonder
you
like
him
.
But
those
who
are
older
than
you
,
see
that
he
has
faults
,
and
we
wish
to
set
him
on
his
guard
against
them
.
It
may
be
painful
to
ourselves
,
and
irritating
to
him
,
but
depend
upon
it
,
it
is
the
proof
of
friendship
.
Are
you
satisfied
,
my
little
cousin
.
'
She
could
only
say
humbly
,
'
I
beg
your
pardon
.
'
'
You
need
not
ask
pardon
.
Since
you
had
the
notion
,
it
was
right
to
speak
,
as
it
was
to
me
,
one
of
your
own
family
.
When
you
are
older
,
you
need
never
fear
to
speak
out
in
the
right
place
.
I
am
glad
you
have
so
much
of
the
right
sort
of
feminine
courage
,
though
in
this
case
you
might
have
ventured
to
trust
to
me
.
'
So
ended
Charlotte
's
anxieties
respecting
the
deadly
feud
;
and
she
had
now
to
make
up
her
mind
to
the
loss
of
her
playfellow
,
who
was
to
go
to
Oxford
at
Easter
,
when
he
would
be
just
eighteen
,
his
birthday
being
the
28th
of
March
.
Both
her
playmates
were
going
,
Bustle
as
well
as
Guy
,
and
it
was
at
first
proposed
that
Deloraine
should
go
too
,
but
Guy
bethought
himself
that
Oxford
would
be
a
place
of
temptation
for
William
;
and
not
choosing
to
trust
the
horse
to
any
one
else
,
resolved
to
leave
both
at
Hollywell
.
His
grandfather
had
left
an
allowance
for
Guy
,
until
his
coming
of
age
,
such
as
might
leave
no
room
for
extravagance
,
and
which
even
Philip
pronounced
to
be
hardly
sufficient
for
a
young
man
in
his
position
.
'
You
know
,
'
said
Mr.
Edmonstone
,
in
his
hesitating
,
good-natured
way
,
'
if
ever
you
have
occasion
sometimes
for
a
little
—
a
little
more
—
you
need
only
apply
to
me
.
Do
n't
be
afraid
,
anything
rather
than
run
in
debt
.
You
know
me
,
and
'
tis
your
own
.
'
'
This
shall
do
,
'
said
Guy
,
in
the
same
tone
as
he
had
fixed
his
hours
of
study
.
Each
of
the
family
made
Guy
a
birthday
present
,
as
an
outfit
for
Oxford
;
Mr.
Edmonstone
gave
him
a
set
of
studs
,
Mrs.
Edmonstone
a
Christian
year
,
Amabel
copied
some
of
his
favorite
songs
,
Laura
made
a
drawing
of
Sintram
,
Charlotte
worked
a
kettle
holder
,
with
what
was
called
by
courtesy
a
likeness
of
Bustle
.
Charles
gave
nothing
,
professing
that
he
would
do
nothing
to
encourage
his
departure
.
'
You
do
n't
know
what
a
bore
it
is
to
lose
the
one
bit
of
quicksilver
in
the
house
!
'
said
he
,
yawning
.
'
I
shall
only
drag
on
my
existence
till
you
come
back
.
'
'
You
,
Charles
,
the
maker
of
fun
!
'
said
Guy
,
amazed
.
'
It
is
a
case
of
flint
and
steel
,
'
said
Charles
;
'
but
be
it
owing
to
who
it
will
,
we
have
been
alive
since
you
came
here
.
You
have
taken
care
to
be
remembered
.
We
have
been
studying
you
,
or
laughing
at
you
,
or
wondering
what
absurdity
was
to
come
next
.
'
'
I
am
very
sorry
—
that
is
,
if
you
are
serious
.
I
hoped
at
least
I
appeared
like
other
people
.
'
'
I
'll
tell
you
what
you
appear
like
.
Just
what
I
would
be
if
I
was
free
man
.
'
'
Never
say
that
,
Charlie
.
'
'
Nay
,
wait
a
bit
.
I
would
never
be
so
foolish
.
I
would
never
give
my
sunny
mornings
to
Euripides
;
I
would
not
let
the
best
hunter
in
the
county
go
when
I
had
wherewithal
to
pay
for
him
.
'
'
You
would
not
have
such
an
ill-conditioned
self
to
keep
in
rule
.
'
'
After
all
,
'
continued
Charles
,
yawning
,
'
it
is
no
great
compliment
to
say
I
am
sorry
you
are
going
.
If
you
were
an
Ethiopian
serenader
you
would
be
a
loss
to
me
.
It
is
something
to
see
anything
beyond
this
old
drawing-room
,
and
the
same
faces
doing
the
same
things
every
day
.
Laura
poking
over
her
drawing
,
and
meditating
upon
the
last
entry
in
Philip
's
memorandum-book
,
and
Amy
at
her
flowers
or
some
nonsense
or
other
,
and
Charlotte
and
the
elders
all
the
same
,
and
a
lot
of
stupid
people
dropping
in
,
and
a
lot
of
stupid
books
to
read
,
all
just
alike
.
I
can
tell
what
they
are
like
without
looking
in
!
'
Charles
yawned
again
,
sighed
,
and
moved
wearily
.
'
Now
,
there
came
some
life
and
freshness
with
you
.
You
talk
of
Redclyffe
,
and
your
brute
creation
there
,
not
like
a
book
,
and
still
less
like
a
commonplace
man
;
you
are
innocent
and
unsophisticated
,
and
take
new
points
of
view
;
you
are
something
to
interest
oneself
about
;
your
coming
in
is
something
to
look
forward
to
;
you
make
the
singing
not
such
mere
milk
and
water
;
your
reading
the
Prælectiones
is
an
additional
land
mark
to
time
,
besides
the
mutton
of
to-day
succeeding
the
beef
of
yesterday
.
Heigh
ho
!
I
'll
tell
you
what
,
Guy
,
though
I
may
carry
it
off
with
a
high
hand
,
'
tis
no
joke
to
be
a
helpless
log
all
the
best
years
of
a
man
's
life
,
—
nay
,
for
my
whole
life
,
—
for
at
the
very
best
of
the
contingencies
the
doctors
are
always
flattering
me
with
,
I
should
make
but
a
wretched
crippling
affair
of
it
.
And
if
that
is
the
best
hope
they
give
me
,
you
may
guess
it
is
likely
to
be
a
pretty
deal
worse
.
Hope
?
I
've
been
hoping
these
ten
years
,
and
much
good
has
it
done
me
.
I
say
,
Guy
,
'
he
proceeded
,
in
a
tone
of
extreme
bitterness
,
though
with
a
sort
of
smile
,
'
the
only
wonder
is
that
I
do
n't
hate
the
very
sight
of
you
!
There
are
times
when
I
feel
as
if
I
could
bite
some
men
,
—
that
Tomfool
Maurice
de
Courcy
,
for
instance
,
when
I
hear
him
rattling
on
,
and
think
—
'
'
I
know
I
have
often
talked
thoughtlessly
,
I
have
feared
afterwards
I
might
have
given
you
pain
,
'
'
No
,
no
,
you
never
have
;
you
have
carried
me
along
with
you
.
I
like
nothing
better
than
to
hear
of
your
ridings
,
and
shootings
,
and
boatings
.
It
is
a
sort
of
life
.
'
Charles
had
never
till
now
alluded
seriously
to
his
infirmity
before
Guy
,
and
the
changing
countenance
of
his
auditor
showed
him
to
be
much
affected
,
as
he
stood
leaning
over
the
end
of
the
sofa
,
with
his
speaking
eyes
earnestly
fixed
on
Charles
,
who
went
on
:
'
And
now
you
are
going
to
Oxford
.
You
will
take
your
place
among
the
men
of
your
day
.
You
will
hear
and
be
heard
of
.
You
will
be
somebody
.
And
I
!
—
I
know
I
have
what
they
call
talent
—
I
could
be
something
.
They
think
me
an
idle
dog
;
but
where
's
the
good
of
doing
anything
?
I
only
know
if
I
was
not
—
not
condemned
to
—
to
this
—
this
life
,
'
(
had
it
not
been
for
a
sort
of
involuntary
respect
to
the
gentle
compassion
of
the
softened
hazel
eyes
regarding
him
so
kindly
,
he
would
have
used
the
violent
expletive
that
trembled
on
his
lip
)
;
'
if
I
was
not
chained
down
here
,
master
Philip
should
not
stand
alone
as
the
paragon
of
the
family
.
I
've
as
much
mother
wit
as
he
.
'
'
That
you
have
,
'
said
Guy
.
'
How
fast
you
see
the
sense
of
a
passage
.
You
could
excel
very
much
if
you
only
tried
.
'
'
Tried
?
And
what
am
I
to
gain
by
it
?
'
'
I
do
n't
know
that
one
ought
to
let
talents
rust
,
'
said
Guy
,
thoughtfully
;
'
I
suppose
it
is
one
's
duty
not
;
and
surely
it
is
a
pity
to
give
up
those
readings
.
'
'
I
shall
not
get
such
another
fellow
dunce
as
you
,
'
said
Charles
,
'
as
I
told
you
when
we
began
,
and
it
would
be
a
mere
farce
to
do
it
alone
.
I
could
not
make
myself
if
I
would
.
'
'
Ca
n't
you
make
yourself
do
what
you
please
?
'
said
Guy
,
as
if
it
was
the
simplest
thing
in
the
world
.
'
Not
a
bit
,
if
the
other
half
of
me
does
not
like
it
.
I
forget
it
,
or
put
it
off
,
and
it
comes
to
nothing
.
I
do
declare
,
though
,
I
would
get
something
to
break
my
mind
on
,
merely
as
a
medical
precaution
,
just
to
freshen
myself
up
,
if
I
could
find
any
one
to
do
it
with
.
No
,
nothing
in
the
shape
of
a
tutor
,
against
that
I
protest
.
'
'
Your
sisters
,
'
suggested
Guy
.
'
Hum
!
Laura
is
too
intellectual
already
,
and
I
do
n't
mean
to
poach
on
Philip
's
manor
;
and
if
I
made
little
Amy
cease
to
be
silly
,
I
should
do
away
with
all
the
comfort
I
have
left
me
in
life
.
I
do
n't
know
,
though
,
if
she
swallowed
learning
after
Mary
Ross
's
pattern
that
it
need
do
her
much
harm
.
'
Amy
came
into
the
room
at
the
moment
.
'
Amy
,
here
is
Guy
advising
me
to
take
you
to
read
something
awfully
wise
every
day
.
Something
that
will
make
you
as
dry
as
a
stick
,
and
as
blue
—
'
'
As
a
gentianella
,
'
said
Guy
.
'
I
should
not
mind
being
like
a
gentianella
,
'
said
Amy
.
'
But
what
dreadful
thing
were
you
setting
him
to
do
?
'
'
To
make
you
read
all
the
folios
in
my
uncle
's
old
library
,
'
said
Charles
.
'
All
that
Margaret
has
in
keeping
against
Philip
has
a
house
of
his
own
.
'
'
Sancho
somebody
,
and
all
you
talked
of
when
first
you
came
?
'
said
Amy
.
'
We
were
talking
of
the
hour
's
reading
that
Charlie
and
I
have
had
together
lately
,
'
said
Guy
.
'
I
was
thinking
how
Charlie
would
miss
that
hour
,
'
said
Amy
;
'
and
we
shall
be
very
sorry
not
to
have
you
to
listen
to
.
'
'
Well
,
then
,
Amy
,
suppose
you
read
with
me
?
'
'
O
Charlie
,
thank
you
!
Should
you
really
like
it
?
'
cried
Amy
,
colouring
with
delight
.
'
I
have
always
thought
it
would
be
so
very
delightful
if
you
would
read
with
me
,
as
James
Ross
used
with
Mary
,
only
I
was
afraid
of
tiring
you
with
my
stupidity
.
Oh
,
thank
you
!
'
So
it
was
settled
,
and
Charles
declared
that
he
put
himself
on
honour
to
give
a
good
account
of
their
doings
to
Guy
,
that
being
the
only
way
of
making
himself
steady
to
his
resolution
;
but
he
was
perfectly
determined
not
to
let
Philip
know
anything
about
the
practice
he
had
adopted
,
since
he
would
by
no
means
allow
him
to
guess
that
he
was
following
his
advice
.
Charles
had
certainly
grown
very
fond
of
Guy
,
in
spite
of
his
propensity
to
admire
Philip
,
satisfying
himself
by
maintaining
that
after
all
,
Guy
only
tried
to
esteem
his
cousin
because
he
thought
it
a
point
of
duty
,
just
as
children
think
it
right
to
admire
the
good
boy
in
a
story
book
;
but
that
he
was
secretly
fretted
and
chafed
by
his
perfection
.
No
one
could
deny
that
there
were
often
occasions
when
little
misunderstandings
would
arise
,
and
that
but
for
Philip
's
coolness
and
Guy
's
readiness
to
apologize
,
they
might
often
have
gone
further
;
but
at
the
same
time
no
one
could
regret
these
things
more
than
Guy
himself
,
and
he
was
willing
and
desirous
to
seek
Philip
's
advice
and
assistance
when
needed
.
In
especial
,
he
listened
earnestly
to
the
counsel
which
was
bestowed
on
him
about
Oxford
;
and
Mrs.
Edmonstone
was
convinced
that
no
one
could
have
more
anxiety
to
do
right
and
avoid
temptation
.
She
had
many
talks
with
him
in
her
dressing-room
,
promising
to
write
to
him
,
as
did
also
Charles
;
and
he
left
Hollywell
with
universal
regrets
,
most
loudly
expressed
by
Charlotte
,
who
would
not
be
comforted
without
a
lock
of
Bustle
's
hair
,
which
she
would
have
worn
round
her
neck
if
she
had
not
been
afraid
that
Laura
would
tell
Philip
.
'
He
goes
with
excellent
intentions
,
'
said
Philip
,
as
they
watched
him
from
the
door
.
'
I
do
hope
he
will
do
well
,
'
said
Mrs.
Edmonstone
.
'
I
wish
he
may
,
'
said
Philip
,
'
the
agreeableness
of
his
whole
character
makes
one
more
anxious
.
It
is
very
dangerous
!
His
name
,
his
wealth
,
his
sociable
,
gay
disposition
,
that
very
attractive
manner
,
all
are
so
many
perils
,
and
he
has
not
that
natural
pleasure
in
study
that
would
be
of
itself
a
preservative
from
temptation
.
However
,
he
is
honestly
anxious
to
do
right
,
and
has
excellent
principles
.
I
only
fear
his
temper
and
his
want
of
steadiness
.
Poor
boy
,
I
hope
he
may
do
well
!
'
CHAPTER
VII
.
—
Pray
,
good
shepherd
,
what
Fair
swain
is
this
that
dances
with
your
daughter
?
He
sings
several
tunes
faster
than
you
'll
tell
money
;
he
utters
them
as
he
had
eaten
ballads
,
and
all
men
's
ears
grow
to
his
tunes
.
—
Winter
's
Tale
.
It
was
a
glorious
day
in
June
,
the
sky
of
pure
deep
dazzling
blue
,
the
sunshine
glowing
with
brightness
,
but
with
cheerful
freshness
in
the
air
that
took
away
all
sultriness
,
the
sun
tending
westward
in
his
long
day
's
career
,
and
casting
welcome
shadows
from
the
tall
firs
and
horse-chestnuts
that
shaded
the
lawn
.
A
long
rank
of
haymakers
—
men
and
women
—
proceeded
with
their
rakes
,
the
white
shirt-sleeves
,
straw
bonnets
,
and
ruddy
faces
,
radiant
in
the
bath
of
sunshine
,
while
in
the
shady
end
of
the
field
were
idler
haymakers
among
the
fragrant
piles
,
Charles
half
lying
on
the
grass
,
with
his
back
against
a
tall
hay-cock
;
Mrs.
Edmonstone
sitting
on
another
,
book
in
hand
;
Laura
sketching
the
busy
scene
,
the
sun
glancing
through
the
chequered
shade
on
her
glossy
curls
;
Philip
stretched
out
at
full
length
,
hat
and
neck-tie
off
,
luxuriating
in
the
cool
repose
after
a
dusty
walk
from
Broadstone
;
and
a
little
way
off
,
Amabel
and
Charlotte
pretending
to
make
hay
,
but
really
building
nests
with
it
,
throwing
it
at
each
other
,
and
playing
as
heartily
as
the
heat
would
allow
.
They
talked
and
laughed
,
the
rest
were
too
hot
,
too
busy
,
or
too
sleepy
for
conversation
,
even
Philip
being
tired
into
enjoying
the
dolce
far
niente
;
and
they
basked
in
the
fresh
breezy
heat
and
perfumy
hay
with
only
now
and
then
a
word
,
till
a
cold
black
,
damp
nose
was
suddenly
thrust
into
Charles
's
face
,
a
red
tongue
began
licking
him
;
and
at
the
same
moment
Charlotte
,
screaming
'
There
he
is
!
'
raced
headlong
across
the
swarths
of
hay
to
meet
Guy
,
who
had
just
ridden
into
the
field
.
He
threw
Deloraine
's
rein
to
one
of
the
haymakers
,
and
came
bounding
to
meet
her
,
just
in
time
to
pick
her
up
as
she
put
her
foot
into
a
hidden
hole
,
and
fell
prostrate
.
In
another
moment
he
was
in
the
midst
of
the
whole
party
,
who
crowded
round
and
welcomed
him
as
if
he
had
been
a
boy
returning
from
his
first
half-year
's
schooling
;
and
never
did
little
schoolboy
look
more
holiday-like
than
he
,
with
all
the
sunshine
of
that
June
day
reflected
,
as
it
were
,
in
his
glittering
eyes
and
glowing
face
,
while
Bustle
,
escaping
from
Charles
's
caressing
arm
,
danced
round
,
wagging
his
tail
in
ecstacy
,
and
claiming
his
share
of
the
welcome
.
Then
Guy
was
on
the
ground
by
Charles
,
rejoicing
to
find
him
out
there
,
and
then
,
some
dropping
into
their
former
nests
on
the
hay
,
some
standing
round
,
they
talked
fast
and
eagerly
in
a
confusion
of
sound
that
did
not
subside
for
the
first
ten
minutes
so
as
to
allow
anything
to
be
clearly
heard
.
The
first
distinct
sentence
was
Charlotte
's
'
Bustle
,
darling
old
fellow
,
you
are
handsomer
than
ever
!
'
'
What
a
delicious
day
!
'
next
exclaimed
Guy
,
following
Philip
's
example
,
by
throwing
off
hat
and
neck-tie
.
'
A
spontaneous
tribute
to
the
beauty
of
the
day
,
'
said
Charles
.
'
Really
it
is
so
ultra-splendid
as
to
deserve
notice
!
'
said
Philip
,
throwing
himself
completely
back
,
and
looking
up
.
'
One
cannot
help
revelling
in
that
deep
blue
!
'
said
Laura
.
'
To-morrow
'll
be
the
happiest
time
of
all
the
glad
new
year
,
'
hummed
Guy
.
'
Ah
!
you
will
teach
us
all
now
,
'
said
Laura
,
'
after
your
grand
singing
lessons
.
'
'
Do
you
know
what
is
in
store
for
you
,
Guy
!
'
said
Amy
.
'
Oh
!
have
n't
you
heard
about
Lady
Kilcoran
's
ball
!
'
'
You
are
to
go
,
Guy
,
'
said
Charlotte
.
'
I
am
glad
I
am
not
.
I
hate
dancing
.
'
'
And
I
know
as
much
about
it
as
Bustle
,
'
said
Guy
,
catching
the
dog
by
his
forepaws
,
and
causing
him
to
perform
an
uncouth
dance
.
'
Never
mind
,
they
will
soon
teach
you
,
'
said
Mrs.
Edmonstone
.
'
Must
I
really
go
?
'
'
He
begins
to
think
it
serious
,
'
said
Charles
.
'
Is
Philip
going
?
'
exclaimed
Guy
,
looking
as
if
he
was
taken
by
surprise
.
'
He
is
going
to
say
something
about
dancing
being
a
healthful
recreation
for
young
people
,
'
said
Charles
.
'
You
'll
be
disappointed
,
'
said
Philip
.
'
It
is
much
too
hot
to
moralize
.
'
'
Apollo
unbends
his
bow
,
'
exclaimed
Charles
.
'
The
captain
yields
the
field
.
'
'
Ah
!
Captain
Morville
,
I
ought
to
have
congratulated
you
,
'
said
Guy
.
'
I
must
come
to
Broadstone
early
enough
to
see
you
on
parade
.
'
'
Come
to
Broadstone
!
You
are
n't
still
bound
to
Mr.
Lascelles
,
'
said
Charles
.
'
If
he
has
time
for
me
,
'
said
Guy
.
'
I
am
too
far
behind
the
rest
of
the
world
to
afford
to
be
idle
this
vacation
.
'
'
That
's
right
,
Guy
,
'
exclaimed
Philip
,
sitting
up
,
and
looking
full
of
approval
.
'
With
so
much
perseverance
,
you
must
get
on
at
last
.
How
did
you
do
in
collections
?
'
'
Tolerably
,
thank
you
.
'
'
You
must
be
able
to
enter
into
the
thing
now
,
'
proceeded
Philip
.
'
What
are
you
reading
?
'
'
Thucydides
.
'
'
Have
you
come
to
Pericles
'
oration
?
I
must
show
you
some
notes
that
I
have
on
that
.
Do
n't
you
get
into
the
spirit
of
it
now
?
'
'
Up
hill
work
still
,
'
answered
Guy
,
disentangling
some
cliders
from
the
silky
curls
of
Bustle
's
ear
.
'
Which
do
you
like
best
—
that
or
the
ball
?
'
asked
Charles
.
'
The
hay-field
best
of
all
,
'
said
Guy
,
releasing
Bustle
,
and
blinding
him
with
a
heap
of
hay
.
'
Of
course
!
'
said
Charlotte
,
'
who
would
not
like
haymaking
better
than
that
stupid
ball
?
'
'
Poor
Charlotte
!
'
said
Mrs.
Edmonstone
,
commiseration
which
irritated
Charlotte
into
standing
up
and
protesting
,
'
Mamma
,
you
know
I
do
n't
want
to
go
.
'
'
No
more
do
I
,
Charlotte
,
'
said
her
brother
,
in
a
mock
consoling
tone
.
'
You
and
I
know
what
is
good
for
us
,
and
despise
sublunary
vanities
.
'
'
But
you
will
go
,
Guy
,
'
said
Laura
;
'
Philip
is
really
going
.
'
'
In
spite
of
Lord
Kilcoran
's
folly
in
going
to
such
an
expense
as
either
taking
Allonby
or
giving
the
ball
,
'
said
Charles
.
'
I
do
n't
think
it
is
my
business
to
bring
Lord
Kilcoran
to
a
sense
of
his
folly
,
'
said
Philip
.
'
I
made
all
my
protests
to
Maurice
when
first
he
started
the
notion
,
but
if
his
father
chose
to
take
the
matter
up
,
it
is
no
concern
of
mine
.
'
'
You
will
understand
,
Guy
,
'
said
Charles
,
'
that
this
ball
is
specially
got
up
by
Maurice
for
Laura
's
benefit
.
'
Believe
as
little
as
you
please
of
that
speech
,
Guy
,
'
said
Laura
;
'
the
truth
is
,
that
Lord
Kilcoran
is
very
good-natured
,
and
Eveleen
was
very
much
shocked
to
hear
that
Amy
had
never
been
to
any
ball
,
and
I
to
only
one
,
and
so
it
ended
in
their
giving
one
.
'
'
When
is
it
to
be
?
'
'
On
Thursday
week
,
'
said
Amy
.
'
I
wonder
if
you
will
think
Eveleen
as
pretty
as
we
do
!
'
'
She
is
Laura
's
great
friend
,
is
not
she
?
'
'
I
like
her
very
much
;
I
have
known
her
all
my
life
,
and
she
has
much
more
depth
than
those
would
think
who
only
know
her
manner
.
'
And
Laura
looked
pleadingly
at
Philip
as
she
spoke
.
'
Are
there
any
others
of
the
family
at
home
?
'
said
Guy
.
'
The
two
younger
girls
,
Mabel
and
Helen
,
and
the
little
boys
,
'
said
Amy
.
'
Lord
de
Courcy
is
in
Ireland
,
and
all
the
others
are
away
.
'
Lord
de
Courcy
is
the
wisest
man
of
the
family
,
and
sets
his
face
against
absenteeism
,
'
said
Philip
,
'
so
he
is
never
visible
here
.
'
'
But
you
are
n't
going
to
despise
it
,
I
hope
,
Guy
,
said
Amy
,
earnestly
;
'
it
will
be
so
delightful
!
And
what
fun
we
shall
have
in
teaching
you
to
dance
!
'
Guy
stretched
himself
,
and
gave
a
quaint
grunt
.
'
Never
mind
,
Guy
,
'
said
Philip
,
'
very
little
is
required
.
You
may
easily
pass
in
the
crowd
.
I
never
learnt
.
'
'
Your
ear
will
guide
you
,
'
said
Laura
.
'
And
no
one
can
stay
at
home
,
since
Mary
Ross
is
going
,
'
said
Amy
.
'
Eveleen
was
always
so
fond
of
her
,
that
she
came
and
forced
a
promise
from
her
,
by
telling
her
she
should
come
with
mamma
,
and
have
no
trouble
.
'
'
You
have
not
seen
Allonby
,
'
said
Laura
.
'
There
are
such
Vandykes
,
and
among
them
,
such
a
King
Charles
!
'
'
Is
not
that
the
picture
,
'
said
Charles
,
'
before
which
Amy
—
'
'
O
do
n't
,
Charlie
!
'
'
Was
found
dissolved
in
tears
?
'
'
I
could
not
help
it
,
'
murmured
Amy
,
blushing
crimson
.
'
There
is
all
Charles
's
fate
in
his
face
,
'
said
Philip
,
—
'
earnest
,
melancholy
,
beautiful
!
It
would
stir
the
feelings
—
were
it
an
unknown
portrait
.
No
,
Amy
,
you
need
not
be
ashamed
of
your
tears
.
'
But
Amy
turned
away
,
doubly
ashamed
.
'
I
hope
it
is
not
in
the
ball-room
,
'
said
Guy
.
'
No
,
'
said
Laura
,
'
it
is
in
the
library
.
'
Charlotte
,
whose
absence
had
become
perceptible
from
the
general
quietness
,
here
ran
up
with
two
envelopes
,
which
she
put
into
Guy
's
hand
.
One
was
Lady
Kilcoran
's
genuine
card
of
invitation
for
Sir
Guy
Morville
,
the
other
Charlotte
had
scribbled
in
haste
,
for
Mr.
Bustle
.
This
put
an
end
to
all
rationality
.
Guy
rose
with
a
growl
and
a
roar
,
and
hunted
her
over
half
the
field
,
till
she
was
caught
,
and
came
back
out
of
breath
and
screaming
,
'
We
never
had
such
a
haymaking
!
'
'
So
I
think
the
haymakers
will
say
!
'
answered
her
mother
,
rising
to
go
indoors
.
'
What
ruin
of
haycocks
!
'
'
Oh
,
I
'll
set
all
that
to
rights
,
'
said
Guy
,
seizing
a
hayfork
.
'
Stop
,
stop
,
take
care
!
'
cried
Charles
.
'
I
do
n't
want
to
be
built
up
in
the
rick
,
and
by-and-by
,
when
my
disconsolate
family
have
had
all
the
ponds
dragged
for
me
,
Deloraine
will
be
heard
to
complain
that
they
give
him
very
odd
animal
food
!
'
'
Who
could
resist
such
a
piteous
appeal
?
'
said
Guy
,
helping
him
to
rise
,
and
conducting
him
to
his
wheeled
chair
.
The
others
followed
,
and
when
,
shortly
after
,
Laura
looked
out
at
her
window
,
she
saw
Guy
,
with
his
coat
off
,
toiling
,
like
a
real
haymaker
,
to
build
up
the
cocks
in
all
their
neat
fairness
and
height
,
whistling
meantime
the
'
Queen
of
the
May
,
'
and
now
and
then
singing
a
line
.
She
watched
the
old
cowman
come
up
,
touching
his
hat
,
and
looking
less
cross
than
usual
;
she
saw
Guy
's
ready
greeting
,
and
their
comparison
of
the
forks
and
rakes
,
the
pooks
and
cocks
of
their
counties
;
and
,
finally
,
she
beheld
her
father
ride
into
the
field
,
and
Guy
spring
to
meet
him
.
No
one
could
have
so
returned
to
what
was
in
effect
a
home
,
unless
his
time
had
been
properly
spent
;
and
,
in
fact
,
all
that
Mr.
Edmonstone
or
Philip
could
hear
of
him
was
so
satisfactory
,
that
Philip
pronounced
that
the
first
stage
of
the
trial
had
been
passed
irreproachably
,
and
Laura
felt
and
looked
delighted
at
this
sanction
to
the
high
estimation
in
which
she
held
him
.
His
own
account
of
himself
to
Mrs.
Edmonstone
would
not
have
been
equally
satisfactory
if
she
had
not
had
something
else
to
check
it
with
.
It
was
given
by
degrees
,
and
at
many
different
times
,
chiefly
as
they
walked
round
the
garden
in
the
twilight
of
the
summer
's
evenings
,
talking
over
the
many
subjects
mentioned
in
the
letters
which
had
passed
constantly
.
It
seemed
as
if
there
were
very
few
to
whom
Guy
would
ever
give
his
confidence
;
but
that
once
bestowed
,
it
was
with
hardly
any
reserve
,
and
that
it
was
his
great
relief
and
satisfaction
to
pour
out
his
whole
mind
,
where
he
was
sure
of
sympathy
.
To
her
,
then
,
he
confided
how
much
provoked
he
was
with
himself
,
his
'
first
term
,
'
he
said
,
'
having
only
shown
him
what
an
intolerable
fool
he
had
to
keep
in
order
.
'
By
his
account
,
he
could
do
nothing
'
without
turning
his
own
head
,
except
study
,
and
that
stupified
it
.
'
'
Never
was
there
a
more
idle
fellow
;
'
he
could
work
himself
for
a
given
time
,
but
his
sense
would
not
second
him
;
and
,
was
it
not
most
absurd
in
him
to
take
so
little
pleasure
in
what
was
his
duty
,
and
enjoy
only
what
was
bad
for
him
?
'
He
had
tried
boating
,
but
it
had
distracted
him
from
his
work
;
so
he
had
been
obliged
to
give
it
up
,
and
had
done
so
in
a
hasty
,
vehement
manner
,
which
had
caused
offence
,
and
for
which
he
blamed
himself
.
It
had
been
the
same
with
other
things
,
till
he
had
left
himself
no
regular
recreation
but
walking
and
music
.
'
The
last
,
'
he
said
,
'
might
engross
him
in
the
same
way
;
but
he
thought
(
here
he
hesitated
a
little
)
there
were
higher
ends
for
music
,
which
made
it
come
under
Mrs.
Edmonstone
's
rule
,
of
a
thing
to
be
used
guardedly
,
not
disused
.
'
He
had
resumed
light
reading
,
too
,
which
he
had
nearly
discontinued
before
he
went
to
Oxford
.
'
One
wants
something
,
'
he
said
,
'
by
way
of
refreshment
,
where
there
is
no
sea
nor
rock
to
look
at
,
and
no
Laura
and
Amy
to
talk
to
.
'
He
had
made
one
friend
,
a
scholar
of
his
own
college
,
of
the
name
of
Wellwood
.
This
name
had
been
his
attraction
;
Guy
was
bent
on
friendship
with
him
;
if
,
as
he
tried
to
make
him
out
to
be
,
he
was
the
son
of
that
Captain
Wellwood
,
whose
death
had
weighed
so
heavily
on
his
grandfather
's
conscience
,
feeling
almost
as
if
it
were
his
duty
to
ask
forgiveness
in
his
grandfather
's
name
,
yet
scarcely
knowing
how
to
venture
on
advances
to
one
to
whom
his
name
had
such
associations
.
However
,
they
had
gradually
drawn
together
,
and
at
length
entered
on
the
subject
,
and
Guy
then
found
he
was
the
nephew
,
not
the
son
of
Captain
Wellwood
;
indeed
,
his
former
belief
was
founded
on
a
miscalculation
,
as
the
duel
was
twenty-eight
years
ago
.
He
now
heard
all
his
grandfather
had
wished
to
know
of
the
family
.
There
were
two
unmarried
daughters
,
and
their
cousin
spoke
in
the
highest
terms
of
their
self-devoted
life
,
promising
,
what
Guy
much
wished
,
that
they
should
hear
what
deep
repentance
had
followed
the
crime
which
had
made
them
fatherless
.
He
was
to
be
a
clergyman
,
and
Guy
admired
him
extremely
,
saying
,
however
,
that
he
was
so
shy
and
retiring
,
it
was
hard
to
know
him
well
.
From
not
having
been
at
school
,
and
from
other
causes
,
Guy
had
made
few
acquaintance
;
indeed
,
he
amused
Mrs.
Edmonstone
by
fearing
he
had
been
morose
.
She
was
ready
to
tell
him
he
was
an
ingenious
self-tormentor
;
but
she
saw
that
the
struggle
to
do
right
was
the
main
spring
of
the
happiness
that
beamed
round
him
,
in
spite
of
his
self
reproach
,
heart-felt
as
it
was
.
She
doubted
whether
persons
more
contented
with
themselves
were
as
truly
joyous
,
and
was
convinced
that
,
while
thus
combating
lesser
temptations
,
the
very
shadow
of
what
are
generally
alone
considered
as
real
temptations
,
would
hardly
come
near
him
.
If
it
had
not
been
for
these
talks
,
and
now
and
then
a
thoughtful
look
,
she
would
have
believed
him
one
of
the
most
light-hearted
and
merriest
of
beings
.
He
was
more
full
of
glee
and
high
spirits
than
she
had
ever
seen
him
;
he
seemed
to
fill
the
whole
house
with
mirth
,
and
keep
every
one
alive
by
his
fun
and
frolic
,
as
blithe
and
untiring
as
Maurice
de
Courcy
himself
,
though
not
so
wild
.
Very
pleasant
were
those
summer
days
—
reading
,
walking
,
music
,
gardening
.
Did
not
they
all
work
like
very
labourers
at
the
new
arbour
in
the
midst
of
the
laurels
,
where
Charles
might
sit
and
see
the
spires
of
Broadstone
?
Work
they
did
,
indeed
!
Charles
looking
on
from
his
wheeled
chair
,
laughing
to
see
Guy
sawing
as
if
for
his
living
,
and
Amy
hammering
gallantly
,
and
Laura
weaving
osiers
,
and
Charlotte
flying
about
with
messages
.
One
day
,
they
were
startled
by
an
exclamation
from
Charles
.
'
Ah
,
ha
!
Paddy
,
is
that
you
?
'
and
beheld
the
tall
figure
of
a
girl
,
advancing
with
a
rapid
,
springing
step
,
holding
up
her
riding
habit
with
one
hand
,
with
the
other
,
whisking
her
coral-handled
whip
.
There
was
something
distinguished
in
her
air
,
and
her
features
,
though
less
fine
than
Laura
's
,
were
very
pretty
,
by
the
help
of
laughing
dark
blue
eyes
,
and
very
black
hair
,
under
her
broad
hat
and
little
waving
feather
.
She
threatened
Charles
with
her
whip
,
calling
out
—
'
Aunt
Edmonstone
said
I
should
find
you
here
.
What
is
the
fun
now
?
'
'
Arbour
building
,
'
said
Charles
;
'
do
n't
you
see
the
head
carpenter
?
'
'
Sir
Guy
?
'
whispered
she
,
to
Laura
,
looking
up
at
him
,
where
he
was
mounted
on
the
roof
,
thatching
it
with
reed
,
the
sunshine
full
on
his
glowing
face
,
and
white
shirt
sleeves
.
'
Here
!
'
said
Charles
,
as
Guy
swung
himself
down
with
a
bound
,
his
face
much
redder
than
sun
and
work
had
already
made
it
,
'
here
's
another
wild
Irisher
for
you
.
'
'
Sir
Guy
Morville
—
Lady
Eveleen
de
Courcy
,
'
began
Laura
;
but
Lady
Eveleen
cut
her
short
,
frankly
holding
out
her
hand
,
and
saying
'
You
are
almost
a
cousin
,
you
know
.
Oh
,
do
n't
leave
off
.
Do
give
me
something
to
do
.
That
hammer
,
Amy
,
pray
—
Laura
,
do
n't
you
remember
how
dearly
I
always
loved
hammering
?
'
'
How
did
you
come
?
'
said
Laura
.
'
With
Papa
—
'
tis
his
visit
to
Sir
Guy
.
No
,
do
n't
go
,
'
as
Guy
began
to
look
for
his
coat
;
'
he
is
only
impending
.
He
is
gone
on
to
Broadstone
,
but
he
dropped
me
here
,
and
will
pick
me
up
on
his
way
back
.
Ca
n't
you
give
me
something
to
do
on
the
top
of
that
ladder
?
I
should
like
it
mightily
;
it
looks
so
cool
and
airy
.
'
'
How
can
you
.
Eva
?
'
whispered
Laura
,
reprovingly
;
but
Lady
Eveleen
only
shook
her
head
at
her
,
and
declaring
she
saw
a
dangerous
nail
sticking
out
,
began
to
hammer
it
in
with
such
good
will
,
that
Charles
stopped
his
ears
,
and
told
her
it
was
worse
than
her
tongue
.
'
Go
on
about
the
ball
,
do
.
'
'
Oh
,
'
said
she
,
earnestly
.
'
do
you
think
there
is
any
hope
of
Captain
Morville
's
coming
?
'
'
Oh
yes
,
'
said
Laura
.
'
I
am
so
glad
!
That
is
what
papa
is
gone
to
Broadstone
about
.
Maurice
said
he
had
given
him
such
a
lecture
,
that
he
would
not
be
one
to
think
of
asking
him
,
and
papa
must
do
it
himself
,
for
if
he
sets
his
face
against
it
,
it
will
spoil
it
all
.
'
'
You
may
make
your
mind
easy
,
'
said
Charles
.
'
the
captain
is
lenient
,
and
looks
on
the
ball
as
a
mere
development
of
Irish
nature
.
He
has
been
consoling
Guy
on
the
difficulties
of
dancing
.
'
'
Ca
n't
you
dance
?
'
said
Lady
Eveleen
,
looking
at
him
with
compassion
.
'
Such
is
my
melancholy
ignorance
,
'
said
Guy
.
'
We
have
been
talking
of
teaching
him
,
'
said
Laura
.
'
Talk
!
will
that
do
it
?
'
cried
Lady
Eveleen
,
springing
up
.
'
We
will
begin
this
moment
.
Come
out
on
the
lawn
.
Here
,
Charles
,
'
wheeling
him
along
.
'
No
,
thank
you
,
I
like
it
,
'
as
Guy
was
going
to
help
her
.
'
There
,
Charles
,
be
fiddler
;
go
on
,
tum
—
tum
,
tee
;
that
'll
do
.
Amy
,
Laura
,
be
ladies
.
I
'm
the
other
gentleman
,
'
and
she
stuck
on
her
hat
in
military
style
,
giving
it
a
cock
.
She
actually
set
them
quadrilling
in
spite
of
adverse
circumstances
,
dancing
better
,
in
her
habit
,
than
most
people
without
one
,
till
Lord
Kilcoran
arrived
.
While
he
was
making
his
visit
,
she
walked
a
little
apart
,
arm
in
arm
with
Laura
.
'
I
like
him
very
much
,
'
she
said
;
'
he
looks
up
to
anything
.
I
had
heard
so
much
of
his
steadiness
,
that
it
is
a
great
relief
to
my
mind
to
see
him
so
unlike
his
cousin
.
'
'
Eveleen
!
'
'
No
disparagement
to
the
captain
,
only
I
am
so
dreadfully
afraid
of
him
.
I
am
sure
he
thinks
me
such
an
unmitigated
goose
.
Now
,
does
n't
he
?
'
'
If
you
would
but
take
the
right
way
to
make
him
think
otherwise
,
dear
Eva
,
and
show
the
sense
you
really
have
.
'
'
That
is
just
what
my
fear
of
him
wont
let
me
do
.
I
would
not
for
the
world
let
him
guess
it
,
so
there
is
nothing
for
it
but
sauciness
to
cover
one
's
weakness
.
I
ca
n't
be
sensible
with
those
that
wo
n't
give
me
credit
for
it
.
But
you
'll
mind
and
teach
Sir
Guy
to
dance
;
he
has
so
much
spring
in
him
,
he
deserves
to
be
an
Irishman
.
In
compliance
with
this
injunction
,
there
used
to
be
a
clearance
every
evening
;
Charles
turned
into
the
bay
window
out
of
the
way
,
Mrs.
Edmonstone
at
the
piano
,
and
the
rest
figuring
away
,
the
partnerless
one
,
called
'
puss
in
the
corner
,
'
being
generally
Amabel
,
while
Charlotte
,
disdaining
them
all
the
time
,
used
to
try
to
make
them
imitate
her
dancing-master
's
graces
,
causing
her
father
to
perform
such
caricatures
of
them
as
to
overpower
all
with
laughing
.
Mr.
Edmonstone
was
half
,
Irish
.
His
mother
,
Lady
Mabel
Edmonstone
,
had
never
thoroughly
taken
root
in
England
,
and
on
his
marriage
,
had
gone
with
her
daughter
,
to
live
near
the
old
home
in
Ireland
.
The
present
Earl
of
Kilcoran
was
her
nephew
,
and
a
very
close
intercourse
had
always
been
kept
up
between
the
families
,
Mr.
and
Mrs.
Edmonstone
being
adopted
by
their
younger
cousins
as
uncle
and
aunt
,
and
always
so
called
.
The
house
at
Allonby
was
in
such
confusion
,
that
the
family
there
expected
to
dine
nowhere
on
the
day
of
the
ball
;
and
the
Hollywell
party
thought
it
prudent
to
secure
their
dinner
at
home
,
with
Philip
and
Mary
Ross
,
who
were
to
go
with
them
.
By
special
desire
,
Philip
wore
his
uniform
;
and
while
the
sisters
were
dressing
,
Charlotte
gave
him
a
thorough
examination
,
which
led
to
a
talk
between
him
and
Mary
on
accoutrements
and
weapons
in
general
;
but
while
deep
in
some
points
of
chivalrous
armour
,
Mary
's
waist
was
pinched
by
two
mischievous
hands
,
and
a
little
fluttering
white
figure
danced
round
her
.
'
O
Amy
!
what
do
you
want
with
me
?
'
'
Come
and
be
trimmed
up
,
'
said
Amy
.
'
I
thought
you
told
me
I
was
to
have
no
trouble
.
I
am
dressed
,
'
said
Mary
,
looking
complacently
at
her
full
folds
of
white
muslin
.
'
No
more
you
shall
;
but
you
promised
to
do
as
you
were
told
.
'
And
Amy
fluttered
away
with
her
.
'
Do
you
remember
,
'
said
Philip
,
'
the
comparison
of
Rose
Flammock
dragging
off
her
father
,
to
a
little
carved
cherub
trying
to
uplift
a
solid
monumental
hero
?
'
'
O
,
I
must
tell
Mary
!
'
cried
Charlotte
;
but
Philip
stopped
her
,
with
orders
not
to
be
a
silly
child
.
'
It
is
a
pity
Amy
should
not
have
her
share
,
'
said
Charles
.
'
The
comparison
to
a
Dutch
cherub
?
'
asked
Guy
.
'
She
is
more
after
the
pattern
of
the
little
things
on
little
wings
,
in
your
blotting-book
,
'
said
Charles
;
'
certain
lines
in
the
predicament
of
the
cherubs
of
painters
—
heads
et
præterea
nihil
.
'
'
O
Guy
,
do
you
write
verses
?
'
cried
Charlotte
.
'
Some
nonsense
,
'
muttered
Guy
,
out
of
countenance
;
'
I
thought
I
had
made
away
with
that
rubbish
;
where
is
it
?
'
'
In
the
blotting-book
in
my
room
,
'
said
Charles
.
'
I
must
explain
that
the
book
is
my
property
,
and
was
put
into
your
room
when
mamma
was
beautifying
it
for
you
,
as
new
and
strange
company
.
On
its
return
to
me
,
at
your
departure
,
I
discovered
a
great
accession
of
blots
and
sailing-vessels
,
besides
the
aforesaid
little
things
.
'
'
I
shall
resume
my
own
property
,
'
said
Guy
,
departing
in
haste
.
Charlotte
ran
after
him
,
to
beg
for
a
sight
of
it
;
and
Philip
asked
Charles
what
it
was
like
?
'
A
romantic
incident
,
'
said
Charles
,
'
just
fit
for
a
novel
.
A
Petrarch
leaving
his
poems
about
in
blotting-books
.
'
Charles
used
the
word
Petrarch
to
stand
for
a
poet
,
not
thinking
what
lady
's
name
it
suggested
;
and
he
was
surprised
at
the
severity
of
Philip
's
tone
as
he
inquired
,
'
Do
you
mean
anything
,
or
do
you
not
?
'
Perceiving
with
delight
that
he
had
perplexed
and
teazed
,
he
rejoiced
in
keeping
up
the
mystery
:
'
Eh
?
is
it
a
tender
subject
with
you
,
too
?
'
Philip
rose
,
and
standing
over
him
,
said
,
in
a
low
but
impressive
tone
:
'
I
cannot
tell
whether
you
are
trifling
or
not
;
but
you
are
no
boy
now
,
and
can
surely
see
that
this
is
no
subject
to
be
played
with
.
If
you
are
concealing
anything
you
have
discovered
,
you
have
a
great
deal
to
answer
for
.
I
can
hardly
imagine
anything
more
unfortunate
than
that
he
should
become
attached
to
either
of
your
sisters
?
'
'
Et
pourquoi
?
'
asked
Charles
,
coolly
.
'
I
see
,
'
said
Philip
,
retreating
to
his
chair
,
and
speaking
with
great
composure
,
'
I
did
you
injustice
by
speaking
seriously
.
'
Then
,
as
his
uncle
came
into
the
room
,
he
asked
some
indifferent
question
,
without
betraying
a
shade
of
annoyance
.
Charles
meanwhile
congratulated
himself
on
his
valour
in
keeping
his
counsel
,
in
spite
of
so
tall
a
man
in
scarlet
;
but
he
was
much
nettled
at
the
last
speech
;
for
if
a
real
attachment
to
his
sister
had
been
in
question
,
he
would
never
have
trifled
about
it
.
Keenly
alive
to
his
cousin
's
injustice
,
he
rejoiced
in
having
provoked
and
mystified
the
impassible
,
though
he
little
knew
the
storm
he
had
raised
beneath
that
serene
exterior
of
perfect
self-command
.
The
carriages
were
announced
,
and
Mr.
Edmonstone
began
to
call
the
ladies
,
adding
tenfold
to
the
confusion
in
the
dressing-room
.
There
was
Laura
being
completed
by
the
lady's-maid
,
Amabel
embellishing
Mary
,
Mrs.
Edmonstone
with
her
arm
loaded
with
shawls
,
Charlotte
flourishing
about
.
Poor
Mary
—
it
was
much
against
her
will
—
but
she
had
no
heart
to
refuse
the
wreath
of
geraniums
that
Amy
's
own
hands
had
woven
for
her
;
and
there
she
sat
,
passive
as
a
doll
,
though
in
despair
at
their
all
waiting
for
her
.
For
Laura
's
toilette
was
finished
,
and
every
one
began
dressing
her
at
once
;
while
Charlotte
,
to
make
it
better
,
screamed
over
the
balusters
that
all
were
ready
but
Mary
.
Sir
Guy
was
heard
playing
the
'
Harmonious
Blacksmith
,
'
and
Captain
Morville
's
step
was
heard
,
fast
and
firm
.
At
last
,
when
a
long
chain
was
put
round
her
neck
,
she
cried
out
,
'
I
have
submitted
to
everything
so
far
;
I
can
bear
no
more
!
'
jumped
up
,
caught
hold
of
her
shawl
,
and
was
putting
it
on
,
when
there
was
a
general
outcry
that
they
must
exhibit
themselves
to
Charles
.
They
all
ran
down
,
and
Amy
,
flying
up
to
her
brother
,
made
a
splendid
sweeping
curtsey
,
and
twirled
round
in
a
pirouette
.
'
Got
up
regardless
of
expense
!
'
cried
Charles
;
'
display
yourselves
.
'
The
young
ladies
ranged
themselves
in
imitation
of
the
book
of
fashions
.
The
sisters
were
in
white
,
with
wreaths
of
starry
jessamine
.
It
was
particularly
becoming
to
Laura
's
bella-donna
lily
complexion
,
rich
brown
curls
,
and
classical
features
;
and
her
brother
exclaimed
:
'
Laura
is
exactly
like
Apollo
playing
the
lyre
,
outside
mamma
's
old
manuscript
book
of
music
.
'
'
Has
not
Amy
made
beautiful
wreaths
?
'
said
Laura
.
'
She
stripped
the
tree
,
and
Guy
had
to
fetch
the
ladder
,
to
gather
the
sprays
on
the
top
of
the
wall
.
'
'
Do
you
see
your
bit
of
myrtle
,
Guy
,
'
said
Amy
,
pointing
to
it
,
on
Laura
's
head
,
'
that
you
tried
to
persuade
me
would
pass
for
jessamine
?
'
'
Ah
!
it
should
have
been
all
myrtle
,
'
said
Guy
.
Philip
leant
meantime
against
the
door
.
Laura
only
once
glanced
towards
him
,
thinking
all
this
too
trifling
for
him
,
and
never
imagining
the
intense
interest
with
which
he
gave
a
meaning
to
each
word
and
look
.
'
Well
done
,
Mary
!
'
cried
Charles
,
'
they
have
furbished
you
up
handsomely
.
'
Mary
made
a
face
,
and
said
she
should
wonder
who
was
the
fashionable
young
lady
she
should
meet
in
the
pier-glasses
at
Allonby
.
Then
Mr.
Edmonstone
hurried
them
away
,
and
they
arrived
in
due
time
.
The
saloon
at
Allonby
was
a
beautiful
room
,
one
end
opening
into
a
conservatory
,
full
of
coloured
lamps
,
fresh
green
leaves
,
and
hot-house
plants
.
There
they
found
as
yet
only
the
home
party
,
the
good-natured
,
merry
Lord
Kilcoran
,
his
quiet
English
wife
,
who
had
bad
health
,
and
looked
hardly
equal
to
the
confusion
of
the
evening
;
Maurice
,
and
two
younger
boys
;
Eveleen
,
and
her
two
little
sisters
,
Mabel
and
Helen
.
'
This
makes
it
hard
on
Charlotte
,
'
thought
Amy
,
while
the
two
girls
dragged
her
off
to
show
her
the
lamps
in
the
conservatory
;
and
the
rest
attacked
Mrs.
Edmonstone
for
not
having
brought
Charlotte
,
reproaching
her
with
hardness
of
heart
of
which
they
had
never
believed
her
capable
—
Lady
Eveleen
,
in
especial
,
talking
with
that
exaggeration
of
her
ordinary
manner
which
her
dread
of
Captain
Morville
made
her
assume
.
Little
he
recked
of
her
;
he
was
absorbed
in
observing
how
far
Laura
's
conduct
coincided
with
Charles
's
hints
.
On
the
first
opportunity
,
he
asked
her
to
dance
,
and
was
satisfied
with
her
pleased
acquiescence
;
but
the
next
moment
,
Guy
came
up
,
and
in
an
eager
manner
made
the
same
request
.
'
I
am
engaged
,
'
said
,
she
,
with
a
bright
,
proud
glance
at
Philip
;
and
Guy
pursued
Amabel
into
the
conservatory
,
where
he
met
with
better
success
.
Mr.
Edmonstone
gallantly
asked
Mary
if
he
was
too
old
a
partner
,
and
was
soon
dancing
,
with
the
step
and
spring
that
had
once
made
him
the
best
dancer
in
the
county
.
Mrs.
Edmonstone
watched
her
flock
,
proud
and
pleased
,
thinking
how
well
they
looked
,
and
that
,
in
especial
,
she
had
never
been
sensible
how
much
Laura
's
and
Philip
's
good
looks
excelled
the
rest
of
the
world
.
They
were
much
alike
in
the
remarkable
symmetry
both
of
figure
and
feature
,
the
colour
of
the
deep
blue
eye
,
and
fairness
of
complexion
.
'
It
is
curious
,
'
thought
Mrs.
Edmonstone
,
'
that
,
so
very
handsome
as
Philip
is
,
it
is
never
the
first
thing
remarked
about
him
,
just
as
his
height
never
is
observed
till
he
is
compared
with
other
people
.
The
fact
is
,
that
his
superior
sense
carries
off
a
degree
of
beauty
which
would
be
a
misfortune
to
most
men
.
It
is
that
sedate
expression
and
distinguished
air
that
make
the
impression
.
How
happy
Laura
looks
,
how
gracefully
she
moves
.
No
,
it
is
not
being
foolish
to
think
no
one
equal
to
Laura
.
My
other
pair
!
'
and
she
smiled
much
more
,
'
you
happy
young
things
,
I
would
not
wish
to
see
anything
pleasanter
than
your
merry
faces
.
Little
Amy
looks
almost
as
pretty
as
Laura
,
now
she
is
lighted
up
by
blush
and
smile
,
and
her
dancing
is
very
nice
;
it
is
just
like
her
laughing
,
so
quiet
,
and
yet
so
full
of
glee
.
I
do
n't
think
she
is
less
graceful
than
her
sister
,
but
the
complete
enjoyment
strikes
one
more
.
And
as
to
enjoyment
—
there
are
those
bright
eyes
of
