herpartner
's
perfectly
sparkling
with
delight
;
he
looks
as
if
it
was
a
world
of
enchantment
to
him
.
Never
had
any
one
a
greater
capacity
for
happiness
than
Guy
!
'
Mrs.
Edmonstone
might
well
retain
her
opinion
when
,
after
the
quadrille
,
Guy
came
to
tell
her
that
he
had
never
seen
anything
so
delightful
;
and
he
entertained
Mary
Ross
with
his
fresh
,
joyous
pleasure
,
through
the
next
dance
,
'
Laura
,
'
whispered
Eveleen
,
'
I
've
one
ambition
.
Do
you
guess
it
?
Do
n't
tell
him
;
but
if
he
would
,
I
should
have
a
better
opinion
of
myself
ever
after
.
I
'm
afraid
he
'll
depreciate
me
to
his
friend
;
and
really
with
Mr.
Thorndale
,
I
was
no
more
foolish
than
a
ball
requires
.
'
Lady
Eveleen
hoped
in
vain
.
Captain
Morville
danced
with
little
Lady
Helen
,
a
child
of
eleven
,
who
was
enchanted
at
having
so
tall
a
partner
;
then
,
after
standing
still
for
some
time
,
chose
his
cousin
Amabel
.
'
You
are
a
good
partner
and
neighbour
,
'
said
he
,
giving
her
his
arm
,
'
you
do
n't
want
young
lady
talk
.
'
'
Should
you
not
have
asked
Mary
?
She
has
been
sitting
down
this
long
time
.
'
'
Do
you
think
she
cares
for
such
a
sport
as
dancing
?
'
Amy
made
no
answer
.
'
You
have
been
well
off
.
You
were
dancing
with
Thorndale
just
now
.
'
'
Yes
.
It
was
refreshing
to
have
an
old
acquaintance
among
so
many
strangers
.
And
he
is
so
delighted
with
Eveleen
;
but
what
is
more
,
Philip
,
that
Mr.
Vernon
,
who
is
dancing
with
Laura
,
told
Maurice
he
thought
her
the
prettiest
and
most
elegant
person
here
.
'
'
Laura
might
have
higher
praise
,
'
said
Philip
,
'
for
hers
is
beauty
of
countenance
even
more
than
of
feature
.
If
only
—
'
'
If
?
'
said
Amy
.
'
Look
round
,
Amy
,
and
you
will
see
many
a
face
which
speaks
of
intellect
wasted
,
or
if
cultivated
,
turned
aside
from
its
true
purpose
,
like
the
double
blossom
,
which
bears
leaves
alone
.
'
'
Ah
!
you
forget
you
are
talking
to
silly
little
Amy
.
I
ca
n't
see
all
that
.
I
had
rather
think
people
as
happy
and
good
as
they
look
.
'
'
Keep
your
child-like
temper
as
long
as
you
can
—
all
your
life
,
perhaps
,
for
this
is
one
of
the
points
where
it
is
folly
to
be
wise
.
'
'
Then
you
only
meant
things
in
general
.
Nothing
about
Laura
?
'
'
Things
in
general
,
'
repeated
Philip
;
'
bright
promises
blighted
or
thrown
away
—
'
But
he
spoke
absently
,
and
his
eye
was
following
Laura
.
Amy
thought
he
was
thinking
of
his
sister
,
and
was
sorry
for
him
.
He
spoke
no
more
,
but
she
did
not
regret
it
,
for
she
could
not
moralize
in
such
a
scene
,
and
the
sight
and
the
dancing
were
pleasure
enough
.
Guy
,
in
the
meantime
,
had
met
an
Oxford
acquaintance
,
who
introduced
him
to
his
sisters
—
pretty
girls
—
whose
father
Mr.
Edmonstone
knew
,
but
who
was
rather
out
of
the
Hollywell
visiting
distance
.
They
fell
into
conversation
quickly
,
and
the
Miss
Alstons
asked
him
with
some
interest
,
'
Which
was
the
pretty
Miss
Edmonstone
?
'
Guy
looked
for
the
sisters
,
as
if
to
make
up
his
mind
,
for
the
fact
was
,
that
when
he
first
knew
Laura
and
Amy
the
idea
of
criticising
beauty
had
not
entered
his
mind
,
and
to
compare
them
was
quite
a
new
notion
.
'
Nay
,
'
said
he
at
last
,
'
if
you
cannot
discover
for
yourselves
when
they
are
both
before
your
eyes
,
I
will
do
nothing
so
invidious
as
to
say
which
is
the
pretty
one
.
I
'll
tell
which
is
the
eldest
and
which
the
youngest
,
but
the
rest
,
you
must
decide
for
yourself
.
'
'
I
should
like
to
know
them
,
'
said
Miss
Alston
.
'
Oh
!
they
are
both
very
nice-looking
girls
.
'
'
There
,
that
is
Laura
—
Miss
Edmonstone
,
'
said
Guy
,
'
that
tall
young
lady
,
with
the
beautiful
hair
and
jessamine
wreath
.
'
He
spoke
as
if
he
was
proud
of
her
,
and
had
a
property
in
her
.
The
tone
did
not
escape
Philip
,
who
at
that
moment
was
close
to
them
,
with
Amy
on
his
arm
;
and
,
knowing
the
Alstons
slightly
,
stopped
and
spoke
,
and
introduced
his
cousin
,
Miss
Amabel
Edmonstone
.
At
the
same
time
Guy
took
one
of
the
Miss
Alstons
away
to
get
some
tea
.
'
So
you
knew
my
cousin
at
Oxford
?
'
said
Philip
,
to
the
brother
.
'
Yes
,
slightly
.
What
an
amusing
fellow
he
is
!
'
'
There
is
something
very
bright
,
very
unlike
other
people
about
him
,
'
said
Miss
Alston
.
'
How
does
he
get
on
?
Is
he
liked
?
'
'
Why
,
yes
,
I
should
say
so
,
on
the
whole
;
but
it
is
rather
as
my
sister
says
,
he
is
not
like
other
people
.
'
'
In
what
respect
?
'
'
Oh
!
I
can
hardly
tell
.
He
is
a
very
pleasant
person
,
but
he
ought
to
have
been
at
school
.
He
is
a
man
of
crotchets
.
'
'
Hard-working
?
'
'
Very
;
he
makes
everything
give
way
to
that
.
He
is
a
capital
companion
when
he
is
to
be
had
,
but
he
lives
very
much
to
himself
.
He
is
a
man
of
one
friend
,
and
I
do
n't
see
much
of
him
.
'
Another
dance
began
,
Mr.
Alston
went
to
look
for
his
partner
,
Philip
and
Amy
moved
on
in
search
of
ice
.
'
Hum
!
'
said
Philip
to
himself
,
causing
Amy
to
gaze
up
at
him
,
but
he
was
musing
too
intently
for
her
to
venture
on
a
remark
.
She
was
thinking
that
she
did
not
wonder
that
strangers
deemed
Guy
crotchety
,
since
he
was
so
difficult
to
understand
;
and
then
she
considered
whether
to
take
him
to
see
King
Charles
,
in
the
library
,
and
concluded
that
she
would
wait
,
for
she
felt
as
if
the
martyr
king
's
face
would
look
on
her
too
gravely
to
suit
her
present
tone
.
Philip
helped
her
to
ice
,
and
brought
her
back
to
her
mother
's
neighbourhood
,
without
many
more
words
.
He
then
stood
thoughtful
for
some
time
,
entered
into
conversation
with
one
of
the
elder
gentlemen
,
and
,
when
that
was
interrupted
,
turned
to
talk
to
his
aunt
.
Lady
Eveleen
and
her
two
cousins
were
for
a
moment
together
.
'
What
is
the
matter
,
Eva
?
'
said
Amy
,
seeing
a
sort
of
dissatisfaction
on
her
bright
face
.
'
The
roc
's
egg
?
'
said
Laura
,
smiling
.
'
The
queen
of
the
evening
ca
n't
be
content
—
'
'
No
;
you
are
the
queen
,
if
the
one
thing
can
make
you
so
—
the
one
thing
wanting
to
me
.
'
'
How
absurd
you
are
,
Eva
—
when
you
say
you
are
so
afraid
of
him
,
too
.
'
'
That
is
the
very
reason
.
I
should
get
a
better
opinion
of
myself
!
Besides
,
there
is
nobody
else
so
handsome
.
I
declare
I
'll
make
a
bold
attempt
.
'
'
Oh
!
you
do
n't
think
of
such
a
thing
,
'
cried
Laura
,
very
much
shocked
.
'
Never
fear
,
'
said
Eveleen
,
'
faint
heart
,
you
know
.
'
And
with
a
nod
,
a
flourish
of
her
bouquet
,
and
an
arch
smile
at
her
cousin
's
horror
,
she
moved
on
,
and
presently
they
heard
her
exclaiming
,
gaily
,
'
Captain
Morville
,
I
really
must
scold
you
.
You
are
setting
a
shocking
example
of
laziness
!
Aunt
Edmonstone
,
how
can
you
encourage
such
proceedings
!
Indolence
is
the
parent
of
vice
,
you
know
.
'
Philip
smiled
just
as
much
as
the
occasion
required
,
and
answered
,
'
I
beg
your
pardon
,
I
had
forgotten
my
duty
.
I
'll
attend
to
my
business
better
in
future
.
'
And
turning
to
a
small
,
shy
damsel
,
who
seldom
met
with
a
partner
,
he
asked
her
to
dance
.
Eveleen
came
back
to
Laura
with
a
droll
disappointed
gesture
.
'
Insult
to
injury
,
'
said
she
,
disconsolately
.
'
Of
course
,
'
said
Amy
,
'
he
could
not
have
thought
you
wanted
to
dance
with
him
,
or
you
would
not
have
gone
to
stir
him
up
.
'
'
Well
,
then
,
he
was
very
obtuse
!
'
'
Besides
,
you
are
engaged
.
'
'
O
yes
,
to
Mr.
Thorndale
!
but
who
would
be
content
with
the
squire
when
the
knight
disdains
her
?
'
Mr.
Thorndale
came
to
claim
Eveleen
at
that
moment
.
It
was
the
second
time
she
had
danced
with
him
,
and
it
did
not
pass
unobserved
by
Philip
,
nor
the
long
walk
up
and
down
after
the
dance
was
over
.
At
length
his
friend
came
up
to
him
,
and
said
something
warm
in
admiration
of
her
.
'
She
is
very
Irish
,
'
was
Philip
's
answer
,
with
a
cold
smile
,
and
Mr.
Thorndale
stood
uncomfortable
under
the
disapprobation
,
attracted
by
Eveleen
's
beauty
and
grace
,
yet
so
unused
to
trust
his
own
judgment
apart
from
'
Morville
's
,
'
as
to
be
in
an
instant
doubtful
whether
he
really
admired
or
not
.
'
You
have
not
been
dancing
with
her
?
'
he
said
,
presently
.
'
No
—
she
attracts
too
many
to
need
the
attention
of
a
nobody
like
myself
.
'
That
'
too
many
,
'
seeming
to
confound
him
with
the
vulgar
herd
,
made
Mr.
Thorndale
heartily
ashamed
of
having
been
pleased
with
her
.
Philip
was
easy
about
him
for
the
present
,
satisfied
that
admiration
had
been
checked
,
which
,
if
it
had
been
allowed
to
grow
into
an
attachment
,
would
have
been
very
undesirable
.
The
suspicions
Charles
had
excited
were
so
full
in
Philip
's
mind
,
however
,
that
he
could
not
as
easily
set
it
at
rest
respecting
his
cousin
.
Guy
had
three
times
asked
her
to
dance
,
but
each
time
she
had
been
engaged
.
At
last
,
just
as
the
clock
struck
the
hour
at
which
the
carriage
had
been
ordered
,
he
came
up
and
impetuously
claimed
her
.
'
One
quadrille
we
must
have
,
Laura
!
if
you
are
not
tired
?
'
'
No
!
O
no
!
I
could
dance
till
this
time
to-morrow
.
'
'
We
ought
to
be
going
,
'
said
Mrs.
Edmonstone
.
'
O
pray
,
Mrs.
Edmonstone
,
this
one
more
,
'
cried
Guy
,
eagerly
.
'
Laura
owes
me
this
one
!
'
'
Yes
,
this
one
more
,
mamma
,
'
said
Laura
,
and
they
went
off
together
,
while
Philip
remained
,
in
a
reverie
,
till
requested
by
his
aunt
to
see
if
the
carriage
was
ready
.
The
dance
was
over
,
the
carriage
was
waiting
,
but
Guy
and
Laura
did
not
appear
till
,
after
two
or
three
minutes
spent
in
wonder
and
inquiries
,
they
came
quietly
walking
back
from
the
library
,
where
they
had
been
looking
at
King
Charles
.
All
the
way
home
the
four
ladies
in
their
carriage
never
ceased
laughing
and
talking
.
The
three
gentlemen
in
theirs
acted
diversely
.
Mr.
Edmonstone
went
to
sleep
,
Philip
sat
in
silent
thought
,
Guy
whistled
and
hummed
the
tunes
,
and
moved
his
foot
very
much
as
if
he
was
still
dancing
.
They
met
for
a
moment
,
and
parted
again
in
the
hall
at
Hollywell
,
where
the
daylight
was
striving
to
get
in
through
the
closed
shutters
.
Philip
went
on
to
Broadstone
,
Guy
said
he
could
not
go
to
bed
by
daylight
,
called
Bustle
,
and
went
to
the
river
to
bathe
,
and
the
rest
crept
up-stairs
to
their
rooms
.
And
so
ended
Lord
Kilcoran
's
ball
.
CHAPTER
VIII
.
Like
Alexander
,
I
will
reign
,
And
I
will
reign
alone
,
My
thoughts
shall
ever
more
disdain
A
rival
near
my
throne
.
But
I
must
rule
and
govern
still
,
And
always
give
the
law
,
And
have
each
subject
at
my
will
,
And
all
to
stand
in
awe
.
Montrose
.
One
very
hot
afternoon
,
shortly
after
the
ball
,
Captain
Morville
walked
to
Hollywell
,
accelerating
his
pace
under
the
influence
of
anxious
reflections
.
He
could
not
determine
whether
Charles
had
spoken
in
jest
;
but
,
in
spite
of
Guy
's
extreme
youth
,
he
feared
there
was
ground
for
the
suspicion
excited
by
the
hint
,
and
was
persuaded
that
such
an
attachment
could
produce
nothing
but
unhappiness
to
his
cousin
,
considering
how
little
confidence
could
be
placed
in
Guy
.
He
perceived
that
there
was
much
to
inspire
affection
—
attractive
qualities
,
amiable
disposition
,
the
talent
for
music
,
and
now
this
recently
discovered
power
of
versifying
,
all
were
in
Guy
's
favour
,
besides
the
ancient
name
and
long
ancestry
which
conferred
a
romantic
interest
,
and
caused
even
Philip
to
look
up
to
him
with
a
feudal
feeling
as
head
of
the
family
.
There
was
also
the
familiar
intercourse
to
increase
the
danger
;
and
Philip
,
as
he
reflected
on
these
things
,
trembled
for
Laura
,
and
felt
himself
her
only
protector
;
for
his
uncle
was
nobody
,
Mrs.
Edmonstone
was
infatuated
,
and
Charles
would
not
listen
to
reason
.
To
make
everything
worse
,
he
had
that
morning
heard
that
there
was
to
be
a
grand
inspection
of
the
regiment
and
a
presentation
of
colours
;
Colonel
Deane
was
very
anxious
,
and
it
was
plain
that
in
the
interval
the
officers
would
be
allowed
little
leisure
.
The
whole
affair
was
to
end
with
a
ball
,
which
would
lead
to
a
repetition
of
what
had
already
disturbed
him
.
Thus
meditating
,
Philip
,
heated
and
dusty
,
walked
into
the
smooth
green
enclosure
of
Hollywell
.
Everything
,
save
the
dancing
clouds
of
insect
youth
which
whirled
in
his
face
,
was
drooping
in
the
heat
.
The
house
—
every
door
and
window
opened
—
seemed
gasping
for
breath
;
the
cows
sought
refuge
in
the
shade
;
the
pony
drooped
its
head
drowsily
;
the
leaves
hung
wearily
;
the
flowers
were
faint
and
thirsty
;
and
Bustle
was
stretched
on
the
stone
steps
,
mouth
open
,
tongue
out
,
only
his
tail
now
and
then
moving
,
till
he
put
back
his
ears
and
crested
his
head
to
greet
the
arrival
.
Philip
heard
the
sounds
that
had
caused
the
motion
of
the
sympathizing
tail
,
—
the
rich
tones
of
Guy
's
voice
.
Stepping
over
the
dog
,
he
entered
,
and
heard
more
clearly
—
'
Two
loving
hearts
may
sever
,
For
sorrow
fails
them
never
.
'
And
then
another
voice
—
In
the
drawing-room
,
cool
and
comfortable
in
the
green
shade
of
the
Venetian
blinds
of
the
bay
window
,
stood
Laura
,
leaning
on
the
piano
,
close
to
Guy
,
who
sat
on
the
music-stool
,
looking
thoroughly
at
home
in
his
brown
shooting-coat
,
and
loosely-tied
handkerchief
.
Any
one
but
Philip
would
have
been
out
of
temper
,
but
he
shook
hands
as
cordially
as
usual
,
and
would
not
even
be
the
first
to
remark
on
the
heat
.
Laura
told
him
he
looked
hot
and
tired
,
and
invited
him
to
come
out
to
the
others
,
and
cool
himself
on
the
lawn
.
She
went
for
her
parasol
,
Guy
ran
for
her
camp
stool
,
and
Philip
,
going
to
the
piano
,
read
what
they
had
been
singing
.
The
lines
were
in
Laura
's
writing
,
corrected
,
here
and
there
,
in
Guy
's
hand
.
BE
STEADFAST
.
Two
loving
hearts
may
sever
,
Yet
love
shall
fail
them
never
.
Love
brightest
beams
in
sorrow
's
night
,
Love
is
of
life
the
light
.
Two
loving
hearts
may
sever
,
Yet
hope
shall
fail
them
never
.
Hope
is
a
star
in
sorrow
's
night
,
—
Forget-me-not
of
light
.
Two
loving
hearts
may
sever
,
Yet
faith
may
fail
them
never
.
Trust
on
through
sorrow
's
night
;
Faith
is
of
love
and
hope
the
light
.
Two
loving
hearts
may
sever
,
For
sorrow
fails
them
never
.
Who
knows
not
love
in
sorrow
's
night
,
He
knows
not
love
in
light
.
Philip
was
by
no
means
pleased
.
However
,
it
was
in
anything
but
a
sentimental
manner
that
Guy
,
looking
over
him
,
said
,
'
For
sever
,
read
,
be
separated
,
but
'
a
'
would
n't
rhyme
.
'
'
I
translated
it
into
prose
,
and
Guy
made
it
verse
,
'
ssid
Laura
;
'
I
hope
you
approve
of
our
performance
.
'
'
It
is
that
thing
of
Helm
von
Chezy
,
Beharre
,
is
it
not
?
'
said
Philip
,
particularly
civil
,
because
he
was
so
much
annoyed
.
'
You
have
rendered
the
spirit
very
well
;
but
you
have
sacrificed
a
good
deal
to
your
double
rhymes
.
'
'
Yes
,
those
last
lines
are
not
troubled
with
any
equality
of
feet
,
'
said
Guy
;
'
but
the
repetition
is
half
the
beauty
.
It
put
me
in
mind
of
those
lines
of
Burns
—
'
Had
we
never
loved
so
kindly
,
Had
we
never
loved
so
blindly
,
Never
met
and
never
parted
,
We
had
ne'er
been
broken
hearted
;
'
but
there
is
a
trust
in
these
that
is
more
touching
than
that
despair
.
'
'
Yes
,
the
despair
is
ready
to
wish
the
love
had
never
been
,
'
said
Laura
.
'
It
does
not
see
the
star
of
trust
.
Why
did
you
use
that
word
'
trust
'
only
once
,
Guy
?
'
'
I
did
not
want
to
lose
the
three
—
faith
,
hope
,
love
,
—
faith
keeping
the
other
two
alive
.
'
'
My
doubt
was
whether
it
was
right
to
have
that
analogy
.
'
'
Surely
,
'
said
Guy
,
eagerly
,
'
that
analogy
must
be
the
best
part
of
earthly
love
?
'
Here
Charlotte
came
to
see
if
Guy
and
Laura
meant
to
sing
all
the
afternoon
,
and
they
went
out
.
They
found
the
others
in
the
arbour
,
and
Charlotte
's
histories
of
its
construction
gave
Philip
little
satisfaction
.
They
next
proceeded
to
talk
over
the
ball
.
'
Ah
!
'
said
Philip
,
'
balls
are
the
fashion
just
now
.
What
do
you
say
,
Amy
,
[
he
was
more
inclined
to
patronize
her
than
any
one
else
]
to
the
gaieties
we
are
going
to
provide
for
you
?
'
'
You
!
Are
you
going
to
have
your
new
colours
?
Oh
!
you
are
not
going
to
give
us
a
ball
?
'
'
Well
!
that
is
fun
!
'
cried
Guy
.
'
What
glory
Maurice
de
Courcy
must
be
in
!
'
'
He
is
gone
to
Allonby
,
'
said
Philip
,
'
to
announce
it
;
saying
,
he
must
persuade
his
father
to
put
off
their
going
to
Brighton
.
Do
you
think
he
will
succeed
?
'
'
Hardly
,
'
said
Laura
;
'
poor
Lady
Kilcoran
was
so
knocked
up
by
their
ball
that
she
is
the
more
in
want
of
sea
air
.
Oh
,
mamma
!
Eva
must
come
and
stay
here
.
'
'
That
she
must
,
'
said
Mrs.
Edmonstone
;
'
that
will
make
it
easy
.
She
is
the
only
one
who
will
care
about
the
ball
.
'
Philip
was
obliged
to
conceal
his
vexation
,
and
to
answer
the
many
eager
questions
about
the
arrangements
.
He
stayed
to
dinner
,
and
as
the
others
went
indoors
to
dress
,
he
lingered
near
Charlotte
,
assuming
,
with
some
difficulty
,
an
air
of
indifference
,
and
said
,
—
'
Well
,
Charlotte
,
did
you
tease
Guy
into
showing
you
those
verses
?
'
'
O
yes
,
'
said
Charlotte
,
with
what
the
French
call
un
air
capable
.
'
Well
,
what
were
they
?
'
'
That
I
must
n't
tell
.
They
were
very
pretty
;
but
I
've
promised
.
'
'
Promised
what
?
'
'
Never
to
say
anything
about
them
.
He
made
it
a
condition
with
me
,
and
I
assure
you
I
am
to
be
trusted
.
'
'
Right
,
'
said
Philip
;
'
I
'll
ask
no
more
.
'
'
It
would
be
of
no
use
,
'
said
Charlotte
,
shaking
her
head
,
as
if
she
wished
he
would
prove
her
further
.
Philip
was
in
hopes
of
being
able
to
speak
to
Laura
after
dinner
,
but
his
uncle
wanted
him
to
come
and
look
over
the
plans
of
an
estate
adjoining
Redclyffe
,
which
there
was
some
idea
of
purchasing
.
Such
an
employment
would
in
general
have
been
congenial
,
but
on
this
occasion
it
was
only
by
a
strong
force
that
he
could
chain
his
attention
,
for
Guy
was
pacing
the
terrace
with
Laura
and
Amabel
,
and
as
they
passed
and
repassed
the
window
,
he
now
and
then
caught
sounds
of
repeating
poetry
.
In
this
Guy
excelled
.
He
did
not
read
aloud
well
;
he
was
too
rapid
,
and
eyes
and
thoughts
were
apt
to
travel
still
faster
than
the
lips
,
thus
producing
confusion
;
but
no
one
could
recite
better
when
a
passage
had
taken
strong
hold
of
his
imagination
,
and
he
gave
it
the
full
effect
of
the
modulations
of
his
fine
voice
,
conveying
in
its
inflections
the
impressions
which
stirred
him
profoundly
.
He
was
just
now
enchanted
with
his
first
reading
of
'
Thalaba
,
'
where
he
found
all
manner
of
deep
meanings
,
to
which
the
sisters
listened
with
wonder
and
delight
.
He
repeated
,
in
a
low
,
awful
,
thrilling
tone
,
that
made
Amy
shudder
,
the
lines
in
the
seventh
book
ending
with
—
'
You
have
not
been
so
taken
up
with
any
book
since
Sintram
,
'
said
Laura
.
'
It
is
like
Sintram
,
'
he
replied
.
'
Like
it
?
'
'
So
it
seems
to
me
.
A
strife
with
the
powers
of
darkness
;
the
victory
,
forgiveness
,
resignation
,
death
.
'
'
I
wish
you
would
not
speak
as
if
you
were
Thalaba
yourself
,
'
said
Amy
;
'
you
bring
the
whole
Domdaniel
round
us
.
'
'
I
am
afraid
he
is
going
to
believe
himself
Thalaba
as
well
as
Sintram
,
'
said
Laura
.
'
But
you
know
Southey
did
not
see
all
this
himself
,
and
did
not
understand
it
when
it
was
pointed
out
.
'
'
Do
n't
tell
us
that
,
'
said
Amy
.
'
Nay
,
I
think
there
is
something
striking
in
it
,
'
said
Guy
;
then
,
with
a
sudden
transition
,
'
but
is
not
this
ball
famous
?
'
And
their
talk
was
of
balls
and
reviews
till
nine
o'clock
,
when
they
were
summoned
to
tea
.
On
the
whole
,
Philip
returned
to
Broadstone
by
no
means
comforted
.
Never
had
he
known
so
much
difficulty
in
attending
with
patience
to
his
duties
as
in
the
course
of
the
next
fortnight
.
They
became
a
greater
durance
,
as
he
at
length
looked
his
feelings
full
in
the
face
,
and
became
aware
of
their
true
nature
.
He
perceived
that
the
loss
of
Laura
would
darken
his
whole
existence
;
yet
he
thought
that
,
were
he
only
secure
of
her
happiness
,
he
could
have
resigned
her
in
silence
.
Guy
was
,
however
,
one
of
the
last
men
in
the
world
whom
he
could
bear
to
see
in
possession
of
her
;
and
probably
she
was
allowing
herself
to
be
entangled
,
if
not
in
heart
,
at
least
in
manner
.
If
so
,
she
should
not
be
unwarned
.
He
had
been
her
guide
from
childhood
,
and
he
would
not
fail
her
now
.
Three
days
before
the
review
,
he
succeeded
in
finding
time
for
a
walk
to
Hollywell
,
not
fully
decided
on
the
part
he
should
act
,
though
resolved
on
making
some
remonstrance
.
He
was
crossing
a
stile
,
about
a
mile
and
a
half
from
Hollywell
,
when
he
saw
a
lady
sitting
on
the
stump
of
a
tree
,
sketching
,
and
found
that
fate
had
been
so
propitious
as
to
send
Laura
thither
alone
.
The
rest
had
gone
to
gather
mushrooms
on
a
down
,
and
had
left
her
sketching
the
view
of
the
spires
of
Broadstone
,
in
the
cleft
between
the
high
green
hills
.
She
was
very
glad
to
see
him
,
and
held
up
her
purple
and
olive
washes
to
be
criticized
;
but
he
did
not
pay
much
attention
to
them
.
He
was
almost
confused
at
the
sudden
manner
in
which
the
opportunity
for
speaking
had
presented
itself
.
'
It
is
a
long
time
since
I
have
seen
you
,
'
said
he
,
at
last
.
'
An
unheard-of
time
.
'
'
Still
longer
since
we
have
had
any
conversation
.
'
'
I
was
just
thinking
so
.
Not
since
that
hot
haymaking
,
when
Guy
came
home
.
Indeed
,
we
have
had
so
much
amusement
lately
that
I
have
hardly
had
time
for
thought
.
Guy
says
we
are
all
growing
dissipated
.
'
'
Ah
!
your
German
,
and
dancing
,
and
music
,
do
not
agree
with
thought
.
'
'
Poor
music
!
'
said
Laura
,
smiling
.
'
But
I
am
ready
for
a
lecture
;
I
have
been
feeling
more
like
a
butterfly
than
I
like
.
'
'
I
know
you
think
me
unjust
about
music
,
and
I
freely
confess
that
I
cannot
estimate
the
pleasure
it
affords
,
but
I
doubt
whether
it
is
a
safe
pleasure
.
It
forms
common
ground
for
persons
who
would
otherwise
have
little
in
common
,
and
leads
to
intimacies
which
occasion
results
never
looked
for
.
'
'
Yes
,
'
said
Laura
,
receiving
it
as
a
general
maxim
.
'
Laura
,
you
complain
of
feeling
like
a
butterfly
.
Is
not
that
a
sign
that
you
were
made
for
better
things
?
'
'
But
what
can
I
do
?
I
try
to
read
early
and
at
night
,
but
I
ca
n't
prevent
the
fun
and
gaiety
,
and
indeed
I
do
n't
think
I
would
.
It
is
innocent
,
and
we
never
had
such
a
pleasant
summer
.
Charlie
is
so
—
so
much
more
equable
,
and
mamma
is
more
easy
about
him
,
and
I
ca
n't
help
thinking
it
does
them
all
good
,
though
I
do
feel
idle
.
'
'
It
is
innocent
,
it
is
right
for
a
little
while
,
'
said
Philip
;
'
but
your
dissatisfaction
proves
that
you
are
superior
to
such
things
.
Laura
,
what
I
fear
is
,
that
this
summer
holiday
may
entangle
you
,
and
so
fix
your
fate
as
to
render
your
life
no
holiday
.
O
Laura
!
take
care
;
know
what
you
are
doing
!
'
'
What
am
I
doing
?
'
asked
Laura
,
with
an
alarmed
look
of
ingenuous
surprise
.
Never
had
it
been
so
hard
to
maintain
his
composure
as
now
,
when
her
simplicity
forced
him
to
come
to
plainer
terms
.
'
I
must
speak
,
'
he
continued
,
'
because
no
one
else
will
.
Have
you
reflected
whither
this
may
tend
?
This
music
,
this
versifying
,
this
admitting
a
stranger
so
unreservedly
into
your
pursuits
?
'
She
understood
now
,
and
hung
her
head
.
He
would
have
given
worlds
to
judge
of
the
face
hidden
by
her
bonnet
,
but
as
she
did
not
reply
,
he
spoke
on
,
his
agitation
becoming
so
strong
,
that
the
struggle
was
perceptible
in
the
forced
calmness
of
his
tone
.
'
I
would
not
say
a
word
if
he
were
worthy
,
but
Laura
—
Laura
,
I
have
seen
Locksley
Hall
acted
once
;
do
not
let
me
see
it
again
in
a
way
which
—
which
would
give
me
infinitely
more
pain
.
'
The
faltering
of
his
voice
,
so
resolutely
subdued
,
touched
her
extremely
,
and
a
thrill
of
exquisite
pleasure
glanced
through
her
,
on
hearing
confirmed
what
she
had
long
felt
,
that
she
had
taken
Margaret
's
place
—
nay
,
as
she
now
learnt
,
that
she
was
even
more
precious
to
him
.
She
only
thought
of
reassuring
him
.
'
No
;
you
need
never
fear
that
.
He
has
no
such
thought
,
I
am
sure
.
'
She
blushed
deeply
,
but
looked
in
his
face
.
'
He
treats
us
both
alike
;
besides
,
he
is
so
young
.
'
'
The
mischief
is
not
done
,
'
said
Philip
,
trying
to
resume
his
usual
tone
;
'
I
only
meant
to
speak
in
time
.
You
might
let
your
manner
go
too
far
,
you
might
even
allow
your
affections
to
be
involved
without
knowing
it
,
if
you
were
not
on
your
guard
.
'
'
Never
!
'
said
Laura
.
'
Oh
,
no
;
I
could
never
dream
of
that
with
Guy
.
I
like
Guy
very
much
;
I
think
better
of
him
than
you
do
;
but
oh
,
no
;
he
could
never
be
my
first
and
best
;
I
could
never
care
for
him
in
that
way
.
How
could
you
think
so
,
Philip
?
'
'
Laura
,
I
cannot
but
look
on
you
with
what
may
seem
over-solicitude
.
Since
I
lost
Fanny
,
and
worse
than
lost
Margaret
,
you
have
been
my
home
;
my
first
,
my
most
precious
interest
.
O
,
Laura
,
'
and
he
did
not
even
attempt
to
conceal
the
trembling
and
tenderness
of
his
voice
,
'
could
I
bear
to
lose
you
,
to
see
you
thrown
away
or
changed
—
you
,
dearest
,
best
of
all
?
'
Laura
did
not
turn
away
her
head
this
time
,
but
raising
her
beautiful
face
,
glowing
with
such
a
look
as
had
never
beamed
there
before
,
while
tears
rose
to
her
eyes
,
she
said
,
'
Do
n't
speak
of
my
changing
towards
you
.
I
never
could
;
for
if
there
is
anything
to
care
for
in
me
,
it
is
you
that
have
taught
it
to
me
.
'
If
ever
face
plainly
told
another
that
he
was
her
first
and
best
,
Laura
's
did
so
now
.
Away
went
misgivings
,
and
he
looked
at
her
in
happiness
too
great
for
speech
;
at
least
,
he
could
not
speak
till
he
had
mastered
his
emotion
,
but
his
countenance
was
sufficient
reply
.
Even
then
,
in
the
midst
of
this
flood
of
ecstasy
,
came
the
thought
,
'
What
have
I
done
?
'
He
had
gone
further
than
he
had
ever
intended
.
It
was
a
positive
avowal
of
love
;
and
what
would
ensue
?
Cessation
of
intercourse
with
her
,
endless
vexations
,
the
displeasure
of
her
family
,
loss
of
influence
,
contempt
,
and
from
Mr.
Edmonstone
,
for
the
pretensions
of
a
penniless
soldier
.
His
joy
was
too
great
to
be
damped
,
but
it
was
rendered
cautious
.
'
Laura
,
my
own
!
(
what
delight
the
words
gave
her
,
)
you
have
made
me
very
happy
.
We
know
each
other
now
,
and
trust
each
other
for
ever
.
'
'
O
yes
,
yes
;
nothing
can
alter
what
has
grown
up
with
us
.
'
'
It
is
for
ever
!
'
repeated
Philip
.
'
But
,
Laura
,
let
us
be
content
with
our
own
knowledge
of
what
we
are
to
each
other
.
Do
not
let
us
call
in
others
to
see
our
happiness
.
'
Laura
looked
surprised
,
for
she
always
considered
any
communication
about
his
private
feelings
too
sacred
to
be
repeated
,
and
wondered
he
should
think
the
injunction
necessary
.
'
I
never
can
bear
to
talk
about
the
best
kinds
of
happiness
,
'
said
she
;
'
but
oh
!
'
and
she
sprang
up
,
'
here
they
come
.
'
Poor
Mrs.
Edmonstone
,
as
she
walked
back
from
her
mushroom-field
,
she
little
guessed
that
words
had
been
spoken
which
would
give
the
colouring
to
her
daughter
's
whole
life
—
she
little
guessed
that
her
much-loved
and
esteemed
nephew
had
betrayed
her
confidence
!
As
she
and
the
girls
came
up
,
Philip
advanced
to
meet
them
,
that
Laura
might
have
a
few
moments
to
recover
,
while
with
an
effort
he
kept
himself
from
appearing
absent
in
the
conversation
that
ensued
.
It
was
brief
,
for
having
answered
some
questions
with
regard
to
the
doings
on
the
important
day
,
he
said
,
that
since
he
had
met
them
he
would
not
come
on
to
Hollywell
,
and
bade
them
farewell
,
giving
Laura
a
pressure
of
the
hand
which
renewed
the
glow
on
her
face
.
He
walked
back
,
trying
to
look
through
the
dazzling
haze
of
joy
so
as
to
see
his
situation
clearly
.
It
was
impossible
for
him
not
to
perceive
that
there
had
been
an
absolute
declaration
of
affection
,
and
that
he
had
established
a
private
understanding
with
his
cousin
.
It
was
not
,
however
,
an
engagement
,
nor
did
he
at
present
desire
to
make
it
so
.
It
was
impossible
for
him
as
yet
to
marry
,
and
he
was
content
to
wait
without
a
promise
,
since
that
could
not
add
to
his
entire
reliance
on
Laura
.
He
could
not
bear
to
be
rejected
by
her
parents
;
he
knew
his
poverty
would
be
the
sole
ground
of
objection
,
and
he
was
not
asking
her
to
share
it
.
He
believed
sincerely
that
a
long
lingering
attachment
to
himself
would
be
more
for
her
good
than
a
marriage
with
one
who
would
have
been
a
high
prize
for
worldly
aims
,
and
was
satisfied
that
by
winning
her
heart
he
had
taken
the
only
sure
means
of
securing
her
from
becoming
attached
to
Guy
,
while
secrecy
was
the
only
way
of
preserving
his
intercourse
with
her
on
the
same
footing
,
and
exerting
his
influence
over
the
family
.
It
was
calmly
reflected
,
for
Philip
's
love
was
tranquil
,
though
deep
and
steady
,
and
he
rather
sought
to
preserve
Laura
as
she
was
than
to
make
her
anything
more
;
and
this
very
calmness
contributed
to
his
self-deception
on
this
first
occasion
that
he
had
ever
actually
swerved
from
the
path
of
right
.
With
an
uncomfortable
sensation
,
he
met
Guy
riding
home
from
his
tutor
,
entirely
unsuspicious
.
He
stopped
and
talked
of
the
preparations
at
Broadstone
,
where
he
had
been
over
the
ground
with
Maurice
de
Courcy
,
and
had
heard
the
band
.
'
What
did
you
think
of
it
?
'
said
Philip
,
absently
.
'
They
should
keep
better
time
!
Really
,
Philip
,
there
is
one
fellow
with
a
bugle
that
ought
to
be
flogged
every
day
of
his
life
!
'
said
Guy
,
making
a
droll
,
excruciated
face
.
How
a
few
words
can
change
the
whole
current
of
ideas
!
The
band
was
connected
with
Philip
,
therefore
he
could
not
bear
to
hear
it
found
fault
with
,
and
adduced
some
one
's
opinion
that
the
man
in
question
was
one
of
the
best
of
their
musicians
.
Guy
could
not
help
shrugging
his
shoulders
,
as
he
laughed
,
and
said
,
—
'
Then
I
shall
be
obliged
to
take
to
my
heels
if
I
meet
the
rest
.
Good
bye
.
'
'
How
conceited
they
have
made
that
boy
about
his
fine
ear
,
'
thought
Philip
.
'
I
wonder
he
is
not
ashamed
to
parade
his
music
,
considering
whence
it
is
derived
.
'
CHAPTER
IX
.
Ah
!
county
Guy
,
the
hour
is
nigh
,
The
sun
has
left
the
lea
,
The
orange
flower
perfumes
the
bower
,
The
breeze
is
on
the
sea
.
The
lark
,
his
lay
who
thrilled
all
day
,
Sits
hushed
,
his
partner
nigh
,
Breeze
,
bird
,
and
flower
,
confess
the
hour
,
But
where
is
county
Guy
?
Scott
.
How
was
it
meantime
with
Laura
?
The
others
were
laughing
and
talking
round
her
,
but
all
seemed
lost
in
the
transcendent
beam
that
had
shone
out
on
her
.
To
be
told
by
Philip
that
she
was
all
to
him
that
he
had
always
been
to
her
!
This
one
idea
pervaded
her
—
too
glorious
,
too
happy
for
utterance
,
almost
for
distinct
thought
.
The
softening
of
his
voice
and
the
look
with
which
he
had
regarded
her
,
recurred
again
and
again
,
startling
her
with
a
sudden
surprise
of
joy
almost
as
at
the
first
moment
.
Of
the
future
Laura
thought
not
.
Never
had
a
promise
of
love
been
made
with
less
knowledge
of
what
it
amounted
to
;
it
seemed
merely
an
expression
of
sentiments
that
she
had
never
been
without
;
for
had
she
not
always
looked
up
to
Philip
more
than
any
other
living
creature
,
and
gloried
in
being
his
favourite
cousin
?
Ever
since
the
time
when
he
explained
to
her
the
plates
in
the
Encyclopaedia
,
and
made
her
read
'
Joyce
's
Scientific
Dialogues
,
'
when
Amy
took
fright
at
the
first
page
.
That
this
might
lead
further
did
not
occur
to
her
;
she
was
eighteen
;
she
had
no
experience
,
not
even
in
novels
;
she
did
not
know
what
she
had
done
;
and
,
above
all
,
she
had
so
learnt
to
surrender
her
opinions
to
Philip
,
and
to
believe
him
always
right
,
that
she
would
never
have
dreamt
of
questioning
wherever
he
might
choose
to
lead
her
.
Even
the
caution
of
secrecy
did
not
alarm
her
,
though
she
wondered
that
he
thought
it
required
,
safe
as
his
confidence
always
was
with
her
.
Mrs.
Edmonstone
had
been
so
much
occupied
by
Charles
's
illness
,
as
to
have
been
unable
to
attend
to
her
daughters
in
their
girlish
days
;
and
in
the
governess
's
time
the
habit
had
been
disused
of
flying
at
once
to
her
with
every
joy
or
grief
.
Laura
's
thoughts
were
not
easy
of
access
,
and
Philip
had
long
been
all
in
all
to
her
.
She
was
too
ignorant
of
life
to
perceive
that
it
was
her
duty
to
make
this
conversation
known
;
or
,
more
truly
,
she
did
not
awaken
her
mind
to
consider
that
anything
could
be
wrong
that
Philip
desired
.
On
coming
home
,
she
ran
up
to
her
own
room
,
and
,
sitting
by
the
open
window
,
gave
herself
up
to
that
delicious
dream
of
new-found
joy
.
There
she
still
sat
when
Amy
came
in
,
opening
the
door
softly
,
and
treading
lightly
and
airily
as
she
entered
,
bringing
two
or
three
roses
of
different
tints
.
'
Laura
!
not
begun
to
dress
?
'
'
Is
it
time
?
'
'
Shall
I
answer
you
according
to
what
Philip
calls
my
note
of
time
,
and
tell
you
the
pimpernels
are
closed
,
and
the
tigridias
dropping
their
leaves
?
It
would
be
a
proper
answer
for
you
;
you
look
as
if
you
were
in
Fairy
Land
.
'
'
Is
papa
come
home
?
'
'
Long
ago
!
and
Guy
too
.
Why
,
where
could
you
have
been
,
not
to
have
heard
Guy
and
Eveleen
singing
the
Irish
melodies
?
'
'
In
a
trance
,
'
said
Laura
,
starting
up
,
and
laughing
with
a
slight
degree
of
constraint
,
which
caused
Amy
,
who
was
helping
her
to
dress
,
to
exclaim
,
'
Has
anything
happened
,
Laura
?
'
'
What
should
have
happened
?
'
'
I
ca
n't
guess
,
unless
the
fairies
in
the
great
ring
on
Ashen-down
came
to
visit
you
when
we
were
gone
.
But
seriously
,
dear
Laura
,
are
you
sure
you
are
not
tired
?
Is
nothing
the
matter
?
'
'
Nothing
at
all
,
thank
you
.
I
was
only
thinking
over
the
talk
I
had
with
Philip
.
'
'
Oh
!
'
Amy
never
thought
of
entering
into
Philip
's
talks
with
Laura
,
and
was
perfectly
satisfied
.
By
this
time
Laura
was
herself
again
,
come
back
to
common
life
,
and
resolved
to
watch
over
her
intercourse
with
Guy
;
since
,
though
she
was
convinced
that
all
was
safe
at
present
,
she
had
Philip
's
word
for
it
that
there
might
be
danger
in
continuing
the
pleasant
freedom
of
their
behaviour
.
Nothing
could
be
more
reassuring
than
Guy
's
demeanour
.
His
head
seemed
entirely
full
of
the
Thursday
,
and
of
a
plan
of
his
own
for
enabling
Charles
to
go
to
the
review
.
It
had
darted
into
his
head
while
he
was
going
over
the
ground
with
Maurice
.
It
was
so
long
since
Charles
had
thought
it
possible
to
attempt
any
amusement
away
from
home
,
and
former
experiments
had
been
so
unsuccessful
,
that
it
had
never
even
occurred
to
him
to
think
of
it
;
but
he
caught
at
the
idea
with
great
delight
and
eagerness
.
Mrs.
Edmonstone
seemed
not
to
know
what
to
say
;
she
had
much
rather
that
it
had
not
been
proposed
;
yet
it
was
very
kind
of
Guy
,
and
Charles
was
so
anxious
about
it
that
she
knew
not
how
to
oppose
him
.
She
could
not
bear
to
have
Charles
in
a
crowd
,
helpless
as
he
was
;
and
she
had
an
unpleasing
remembrance
of
the
last
occasion
when
they
had
taken
him
to
a
flower-show
,
where
they
had
lost
,
first
Mr.
Edmonstone
,
next
the
carriage
,
and
lastly
,
Amy
and
Charlotte
—
all
had
been
frightened
,
and
Charles
laid
up
for
three
days
from
the
fatigue
.
Answers
,
however
,
met
each
objection
.
Charles
was
much
stronger
;
Guy
's
arm
would
be
ready
for
him
;
Guy
would
find
the
carriage
.
Philip
would
be
there
to
help
,
besides
Maurice
;
and
whenever
Charles
was
tired
,
Guy
would
take
him
home
at
once
,
without
spoiling
any
one
's
pleasure
.
'
Except
your
own
,
'
said
Mrs.
Edmonstone
.
'
Thank
you
;
but
this
would
be
so
delightful
.
'
'
Ah
!
'
said
Charles
,
'
it
would
be
as
great
a
triumph
as
the
dog
's
that
caught
the
hare
with
the
clog
round
his
neck
—
the
dog
's
,
I
mean
.
'
'
If
you
will
but
trust
me
with
him
,
'
said
Guy
,
turning
on
her
all
the
pleading
eloquence
of
his
eyes
;
'
you
know
he
can
get
in
and
out
of
the
pony-carriage
quite
easily
.
'
'
As
well
as
walk
across
the
room
,
'
said
Charles
.
'
I
would
drive
him
in
it
,
and
tell
William
to
ride
in
,
and
be
at
hand
to
hold
the
pony
or
take
it
out
;
and
the
tent
is
so
near
,
that
you
could
get
to
the
breakfast
,
unless
the
review
had
been
enough
for
you
.
I
paced
the
distance
to
make
sure
,
and
it
is
no
further
than
from
the
garden-door
to
the
cherry-tree
.
'
'
That
is
nothing
,
'
said
Charles
.
'
And
William
shall
be
in
waiting
to
bring
the
pony
the
instant
you
are
ready
,
and
we
can
go
home
independently
of
every
one
else
.
'
'
I
thought
,
'
interposed
Mrs.
Edmonstone
,
'
that
you
were
to
go
to
the
mess-dinner
—
what
is
to
become
of
that
?
'
'
O
,
'
said
Charles
,
'
that
will
be
simply
a
bore
,
and
he
may
rejoice
to
be
excused
from
going
the
whole
hog
.
'
'
To
be
sure
,
I
had
rather
dine
in
peace
at
home
.
'
Mrs.
Edmonstone
was
not
happy
,
but
she
had
great
confidence
in
Guy
;
and
her
only
real
scruple
was
,
that
she
did
not
think
it
fair
to
occupy
him
entirely
with
attendance
on
her
son
.
She
referred
it
to
papa
,
which
,
as
every
one
knew
,
was
the
same
as
yielding
the
point
,
and
consoled
herself
by
the
certainty
that
to
prevent
it
would
be
a
great
disappointment
to
both
the
youths
.
Laura
was
convinced
that
to
achieve
the
adventure
of
Charles
at
the
review
,
was
at
present
at
least
a
matter
of
far
more
prominence
with
Guy
than
anything
relating
to
herself
.
All
but
Laura
and
her
mother
were
wild
about
the
weather
,
especially
on
Wednesday
,
when
there
was
an
attempt
at
a
thunder
storm
.
Nothing
was
studied
but
the
sky
;
and
the
conversation
consisted
of
prognostications
,
reports
of
rises
and
falls
of
the
glass
,
of
the
way
weather-cocks
were
turning
,
or
about
to
turn
,
of
swallows
flying
high
or
low
,
red
sunsets
,
and
halos
round
the
moon
,
until
at
last
Guy
,
bursting
into
a
merry
laugh
,
begged
Mrs.
Edmonstone
's
pardon
for
being
such
a
nuisance
,
and
made
a
vow
,
and
kept
it
,
that
be
the
weather
what
it
might
,
he
would
say
not
another
word
about
it
that
evening
;
it
deserved
to
be
neglected
,
for
he
had
not
been
able
to
settle
to
anything
all
day
.
He
might
have
said
for
many
days
before
;
for
since
the
last
ball
,
and
still
more
since
Lady
Eveleen
had
been
at
Hollywell
,
it
had
been
one
round
of
merriment
and
amusement
.
Scrambling
walks
,
tea-drinkings
out
of
doors
,
dances
among
themselves
,
or
with
the
addition
of
the
Harpers
,
were
the
order
of
the
day
.
Amy
,
Eveleen
,
and
Guy
,
could
hardly
come
into
the
room
without
dancing
,
and
the
piano
was
said
to
acknowledge
nothing
but
waltzes
,
polkas
,
and
now
and
then
an
Irish
jig
,
for
the
special
benefit
of
Mr.
Edmonstone
's
ears
.
The
morning
was
almost
as
much
spent
in
mirth
as
the
afternoon
,
for
the
dawdlings
after
breakfast
,
and
before
luncheon
,
had
a
great
tendency
to
spread
out
and
meet
;
there
was
new
music
and
singing
to
be
practised
,
or
preparations
made
for
evening
's
diversion
,
or
councils
to
be
held
,
which
Laura
's
absence
could
not
break
up
,
though
it
often
made
Amy
feel
how
much
less
idle
and
frivolous
Laura
was
than
herself
.
Eveleen
said
the
same
,
but
she
was
visiting
,
and
it
was
a
time
to
be
idle
;
and
Mr.
Lascelles
seemed
to
be
of
the
same
opinion
with
regard
to
his
pupil
;
for
,
when
Guy
was
vexed
at
not
having
done
as
much
work
as
usual
,
he
only
laughed
at
him
for
expecting
to
be
able
to
go
to
balls
,
and
spend
a
summer
of
gaiety
,
while
he
studied
as
much
as
at
Oxford
.
Thursday
morning
was
all
that
heart
could
wish
,
the
air
cooled
by
the
thunder
,
and
the
clouds
looking
as
if
raining
was
foreign
to
their
nature
.
Mr.
and
Mrs.
Edmonstone
,
their
daughters
,
and
Lady
Eveleen
,
were
packed
inside
and
outside
the
great
carriage
,
while
Guy
,
carefully
settling
Charles
in
the
low
phaeton
,
putting
in
all
that
any
one
recommended
,
from
an
air-cushion
to
an
umbrella
,
flourished
his
whip
,
and
drove
off
with
an
air
of
exultation
and
delight
.
Everything
went
off
to
admiration
.
No
one
was
more
amused
than
Charles
.
The
scene
was
so
perfectly
new
and
delightful
to
one
accustomed
to
such
a
monotonous
life
,
that
the
very
sight
of
people
was
a
novelty
.
Nowhere
was
there
so
much
laughing
and
talking
as
in
that
little
carriage
,
and
whenever
Mrs.
Edmonstone
's
anxious
eyes
fell
upon
it
,
she
always
saw
Charles
sitting
upright
with
a
face
so
full
of
eager
interest
as
to
banish
all
thought
of
fatigue
.
Happy
,
indeed
,
he
was
.
He
enjoyed
the
surprise
of
his
acquaintance
at
meeting
him
;
he
enjoyed
Dr.
Mayerne
's
laugh
and
congratulation
;
he
enjoyed
seeing
how
foolish
Philip
thought
him
,
nodding
to
his
mother
and
sisters
,
laughing
at
the
dreadful
faces
Guy
could
not
help
making
at
any
particularly
discordant
note
of
the
offensive
bugle
;
and
his
capabilities
rising
with
his
spirits
,
he
did
all
that
the
others
did
,
walked
further
than
he
had
done
for
years
,
was
lifted
up
steps
without
knowing
how
,
sat
out
the
whole
breakfast
,
talked
to
all
the
world
,
and
well
earned
the
being
thoroughly
tired
,
as
he
certainly
was
,
when
Guy
put
him
into
the
carriage
and
drove
him
home
,
and
still
more
so
when
Guy
all
but
carried
him
up
stairs
,
and
laid
him
on
the
sofa
in
the
dressing-room
.
However
,
his
mother
announced
that
it
would
have
been
so
unnatural
if
he
had
not
been
fatigued
,
that
she
should
have
been
more
anxious
,
and
,
leaving
him
to
repose
,
they
all
,
except
Mr.
Edmonstone
,
who
had
stayed
to
dine
at
the
mess
,
sat
down
to
dinner
.
Amy
came
down
dressed
just
as
the
carriage
had
been
announced
,
and
found
Laura
and
Eveleen
standing
by
the
table
,
arranging
their
bouquets
,
while
Guy
,
in
the
dark
,
behind
the
piano
,
was
playing
—
not
,
as
usual
in
such
cases
,
the
Harmonious
Blacksmith
,
but
a
chant
.
'
Is
mamma
ready
?
'
asked
Laura
.
'
Nearly
,
'
said
Amy
;
'
but
I
wish
she
was
not
obliged
to
go
!
I
am
sure
she
cannot
bear
to
leave
Charlie
.
'
'
I
hope
she
is
not
going
on
my
account
,
'
said
Eveleen
.
'
No
,
'
said
Laura
,
'
we
must
go
;
it
would
so
frighten
papa
if
we
did
not
come
.
Besides
,
there
is
nothing
to
be
uneasy
about
with
Charles
.
'
'
O
,
no
,
'
said
Amy
;
'
she
says
so
,
only
she
is
always
anxious
,
and
she
is
afraid
he
is
too
restless
to
go
to
sleep
.
'
'
We
must
get
home
as
fast
as
we
can
;
if
you
do
n't
mind
,
Eva
,
'
said
Laura
,
remembering
how
her
last
dance
with
Guy
had
delayed
them
.
'
Can
I
do
any
good
to
Charlie
?
'
said
Guy
,
ceasing
his
music
.
'
I
do
n't
mean
to
go
.
'
'
Not
go
!
'
cried
the
girls
in
consternation
.
'
He
is
joking
!
'
said
Eveleen
.
'
But
,
I
declare
!
'
added
she
,
advancing
towards
him
,
'
he
is
not
dressed
!
Come
,
nonsense
,
this
is
carrying
it
too
far
;
you
'll
make
us
all
too
late
,
and
then
I
'll
set
Maurice
at
you
.
'
'
I
am
afraid
it
is
no
joke
,
'
said
Guy
,
smiling
.
'
You
must
go
.
It
will
never
do
for
you
to
stay
away
,
'
said
Laura
,
decidedly
.
'
Are
you
tired
?
Are
n't
you
well
?
'
asked
Amy
.
'
Quite
well
,
thank
you
,
but
I
am
sure
I
had
better
not
.
'
Laura
thought
she
had
better
not
seem
anxious
to
take
him
,
so
she
left
the
task
of
persuasion
to
the
others
,
and
Amy
went
on
.
'
Neither
mamma
nor
Charlie
could
bear
to
think
you
stayed
because
of
him
.
'
'
I
do
n't
,
I
assure
you
,
Amy
;
I
meant
it
before
.
I
have
been
gradually
finding
out
that
it
must
come
to
this
.
'
'
Oh
,
you
think
it
a
matter
of
right
and
wrong
!
But
you
do
n't
think
balls
wrong
?
'
'
Oh
,
no
;
only
they
wont
do
for
such
an
absurd
person
as
I
am
.
The
last
turned
my
head
for
a
week
,
and
I
am
much
too
unsteady
for
this
.
'
'
Well
,
if
you
think
it
a
matter
of
duty
,
it
ca
n't
be
helped
,
'
said
Amy
,
sorrowfully
;
'
but
I
am
very
sorry
.
'
'
Thank
you
,
'
said
Guy
,
thinking
it
compassion
,
not
regret
;
'
but
I
shall
do
very
well
.
I
shall
be
all
the
happier
to-morrow
for
a
quiet
hour
at
my
Greek
,
and
you
'll
tell
me
all
the
fun
.
'
'
You
liked
it
so
much
!
'
sighed
Amy
;
'
but
you
have
made
up
your
mind
,
and
I
ought
not
to
tease
you
.
'
'
That
's
right
,
Amy
;
he
does
it
on
purpose
to
be
teased
,
'
said
Eveleen
,
'
and
I
never
knew
anybody
so
provoking
.
Mind
,
Sir
Guy
,
if
you
make
us
all
too
late
,
you
sha'
n't
have
the
ghost
of
a
quadrille
with
me
.
'
'
I
shall
console
myself
by
quadrilling
with
Andromache
,
'
said
Guy
.
'
Come
,
no
nonsense
—
off
to
dress
directly
!
How
can
you
have
the
conscience
to
stand
there
when
the
carriage
is
at
the
door
?
'
'
I
shall
have
great
pleasure
in
handing
you
in
when
you
are
ready
.
'
'
Laura
—
Amy
!
Does
he
really
mean
it
?
'
'
I
am
afraid
he
does
,
'
said
Amy
.
Eveleen
let
herself
fall
on
the
sofa
as
if
fainting
.
'
Oh
!
'
she
said
;
'
take
him
away
!
Let
me
never
see
the
face
of
him
again
!
I
'm
perfectly
overcome
!
All
my
teaching
thrown
away
!
'
'
I
am
sorry
for
you
,
'
said
Guy
,
laughing
.
'
And
how
do
you
mean
to
face
Maurice
?
'
'
Tell
him
his
first
bugle
has
so
distracted
me
that
I
ca
n't
answer
for
the
consequences
if
I
come
to-night
.
'
Mrs.
Edmonstone
came
in
,
saying
,
—
'
Come
,
I
have
kept
you
waiting
shamefully
,
but
I
have
been
consoling
myself
by
thinking
you
must
be
well
entertained
,
as
I
heard
no
Harmonious
Blacksmith
.
Papa
will
be
wondering
where
we
are
.
'
'
Oh
,
mamma
!
Guy
wo
n't
go
.
'
'
Guy
!
is
anything
the
matter
?
'
'
Nothing
,
thank
you
,
only
idleness
.
'
'
This
will
never
do
.
You
really
must
go
,
Guy
.
'
'
Indeed
I
think
not
.
Pray
do
n't
order
me
,
Mrs.
Edmonstone
.
'
'
What
o'clock
is
it
,
Amy
?
Past
ten
!
Papa
will
be
in
despair
!
What
is
to
be
done
?
How
long
do
you
take
to
dress
,
Guy
?
'
'
Not
under
an
hour
,
'
said
Guy
,
smiling
.
'
Nonsense
!
But
if
there
was
time
I
should
certainly
send
you
.
Self-discipline
may
be
carried
too
far
,
Guy
.
But
now
it
ca
n't
be
helped
—
I
do
n't
know
how
to
keep
papa
waiting
any
longer
.
Laura
,
what
shall
I
do
?
'
'
Let
me
go
to
Charles
,
'
answered
Guy
.
'
Perhaps
I
can
read
him
to
sleep
.
'
'
Thank
you
;
but
do
n't
talk
,
or
he
will
be
too
excited
.
Reading
would
be
the
very
thing
!
It
will
be
a
pretty
story
to
tell
every
one
who
asks
for
you
that
I
have
left
you
to
nurse
my
son
!
'
'
No
,
for
no
such
good
reason
,
'
said
Guy
;
'
only
because
I
am
a
great
fool
.
'
'
Well
,
Sir
Guy
,
I
am
glad
you
can
say
one
sensible
word
,
'
said
Lady
Eveleen
.
'
Too
true
,
I
assure
you
,
'
he
answered
,
as
he
handed
her
in
.
'
Good
night
!
You
will
keep
the
quadrille
for
me
till
I
am
rational
.
'
He
handed
the
others
in
,
and
shut
the
door
.
Mrs.
Edmonstone
,
ruffled
out
of
her
composure
,
exclaimed
,
—
'
Well
,
this
is
provoking
!
'
'
Every
one
will
be
vexed
,
'
said
Laura
.
'
It
will
be
so
stupid
!
'
said
Amy
.
'
I
give
him
up
,
'
said
Eveleen
.
