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the heir of redclyffe-第43章

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the utmost; that he might not be disappointed in her?  She loved him 

only the better for what others might have deemed a stern coldness of 

manner; for it made the contrast of his real warmth of affection more 

precious。  She mused over it; as much as her companions' conversation 

would allow; on the road home。  They arrived; Mrs。 Edmonstone peeped 

into Charles's room; announced that he was quietly asleep; and they all 

bade each other good night; or good morning; and parted。









CHAPTER 10







 Leonora。 Yet often with respect he speaks of thee。

 Tasso。   Thou meanest with forbearance; prudent; subtle;

          'Tis that annoys me; for he knows to use

          Language so smooth and so conditional;

          That seeming praise from him is actual blame。

                                          GOETHE'S Tasso





When the Hollywell party met at breakfast; Charles showed himself by no 

means the worse for his yesterday's experiment。  He said he had gone to 

sleep in reasonable time; lulled by some poetry; he knew not what; of 

which Guy's voice had made very pretty music; and he was now full of 

talk about the amusement he had enjoyed yesterday; which seemed likely 

to afford food for conversation for many a week to come。

After all the care Guy had taken of him; Mrs。 Edmonstone could not find 

it in her heart to scold; and her husband; having spent his vexation 

upon her; had none left to bestow on the real culprit。  So when Guy; 

with his bright morning face; and his hair hanging shining and wet 

round it; opened the dining…room door; on his return from bathing in 

the river; Mr。 Edmonstone's salutation only conveyed that humorous 

anger that no one cares for。



'Good morning to you; Sir Guy Morville!  I wonder what you have to say 

for yourself。'



'Nothing;' said Guy; smiling; then; as he took his place by Mrs。 

Edmonstone; 'I hope you are not tired after your hard day's work?'



'Not at all; thank you。'



'Amy; can you tell me the name of this flower?'



'Oh! have you really found the arrow…head?  How beautiful!  Where did 

you get it?  I didn't know it grew in our river。'



'There is plenty of it in that reedy place beyond the turn。  I thought 

it looked like something out of the common way。'



'Yes!  What a purple eye it has!  I must draw it。  0; thank you。'



'And; Charlotte; Bustle has found you a moorhen's nest。'



'How delightful!  Is it where I can go and see the dear little things?'



'It is rather a swamp; but I have been putting down stepping…stones for 

you; and I dare say I can jump you across。  It was that which made me 

so late; for which I ought to have asked pardon;' said he to Mrs。 

Edmonstone; with his look of courtesy。



Never did man look less like an offended lover; or like a morose self…

tormentor。



'There are others later;' said Mrs。 Edmonstone; looking at Lady 

Eveleen's empty chair。



'So you think that is all you have to ask pardon for;' said Mr。 

Edmonstone。  'I advise you to study your apologies; for you are in 

pretty tolerable disgrace。'



'Indeed; I am very sorry;' said Guy; with such a change of countenance 

that Mr。 Edmonstone's good nature could not bear to see it。



'Oh; 'tis no concern of mine!  It would be going rather the wrong way; 

indeed; for you to be begging my pardon for all the care you've been 

taking of Charlie; but you had better consider what you have to say for 

yourself before you show your face at Broadstone。'



'No?' said Guy; puzzled for a moment; but quickly looking relieved; and 

laughing; 'What!  Broadstone in despair for want of me?'



'And we perfectly exhausted with answering questions as to what was 

become of Sir Guy。'



'Dreadful;' said Guy; now laughing heartily; in the persuasion that it 

was all a joke。



'0; Lady Eveleen; good morning; you are come in good time to give me 

the story of the ball; for no one else tells me one word about it。'



'Because you don't deserve it;' said she。  'I hope you have repented by 

this time。'



'If you want to make me repent; you should give me a very alluring 

description。'



'I shan't say one word about it; I shall send you to Coventry; as 

Maurice and all the regiment mean to do;' said Eveleen; turning away 

from him with a very droll arch manner of offended dignity。



'Hear; hear!  Eveleen send any one to Coventry!' cried Charles。  'See 

what the regiment say to you。' 



'Ay; when I am sent to Coventry?'



'0; Paddy; Paddy!' cried Charles; and there was a general laugh。



'Laura seems to be doing it in good earnest without announcing it;' 

added Charles; when the laugh was over; 'which is the worst sign of 

all。'



'Nonsense; Charles;' said Laura; hastily; then afraid she had owned to 

annoyance; she blushed and was angry with herself for blushing。



'Well; Laura; _do_ tell me who your partners were?'



Very provoking; thought Laura; that I cannot say what is so perfectly 

natural and ordinary; without my foolish cheeks tingling。  He may think 

it is because he is speaking to me。  So she hurried on: 'Maurice first; 

then Philip;' and then showed; what Amy and Eveleen thought; strange 

oblivion of the rest of her partners。



They proceeded into the history of the ball; and Guy thought no more of 

his offences till the following day; when he went to Broadstone。  

Coming back; he found the drawing…room full of visitors; and was 

obliged to sit down and join in the conversation; but Mrs。 Edmonstone 

saw he was inwardly chafing; as he betrayed by his inability to remain 

still; the twitchings of his forehead and lip; and a tripping and 

stumbling of the words on his tongue。  She was sure he wanted to talk 

to her; and longed to get rid of Mrs。 Brownlow; but the door was no 

sooner shut on the visitors; than Mr。 Edmonstone came in; with a long 

letter for her to read and comment upon。  Guy took himself out of the 

way of the consultation; and began to hurry up and down the terrace; 

until; seeing Amabel crossing the field towards the little gate into 

the garden; he went to open it for her。



She looked up at him; and exclaimed'Is anything the matter?'



'Nothing to signify;' he said; 'I was only waiting for your mother。  I 

have got into a mess; that is all。'



'I am sorry;' began Amy; there resting in the doubt whether she might 

inquire further; and intending not to burthen him with her company; any 

longer than till she reached the house door; but Guy went on;



'No; you have no occasion to be sorry; it is all my own fault; at 

least; if I was clear how it is my fault; I should not mind it so much。  

It is that ball。  I am sure I had not the least notion any one would 

care whether I was there or not。'



'I am sure we missed you very much。'



'You are all so kind; beside; I belong in a manner you; but what could 

it signify to any one else?  And here I find that I have vexed every 

one。'



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