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her share in what was passing; and a common observer would hardly have 

remarked the submissive melancholy of her manner。  Her father was very 

affectionate; and often called her his jewel of good girls; but he was 

too much afraid of women's tears to talk to her about Guy; he left that 

to her mother: and Mrs。 Edmonstone; having seen her submit to her 

father's will; was unwilling to say more。



She doubted whether it was judicious to encourage her in dwelling on 

Guy; for; even supposing his character clear; they had offended him 

deeply; and released him from any engagement to her; so that there was 

nothing to prevent him from forming an attachment elsewhere。  Mrs。 

Edmonstone did not think he would; but it was better to say nothing 

about him; lest she should not speak prudently; and only keep up the 

subject in Amy's mind。



Charles stormed and wrangled; told Mr。 Edmonstone 'he was breaking his 

daughter's heart; that was all;' and talked of unfairness and 

injustice; till Mr。 Edmonstone vowed it was beyond all bearing; that 

his own son should call him a tyrant; and accused Guy of destroying all 

peace in his family。



The replies to the letters came; some thought them satisfactory; and 

the others wondered that they thought so。  Mr。 Wellwood gave the 

highest character of his pupil; and could not imagine how any 

irregularities could be laid to his charge; but when asked in plain 

terms how he disposed of his time; could only answer in general; that 

he had friends and engagements of his own at St。 Mildred's and its 

neighbourhood; and had been several times at Mrs。 Henley's and at 

Colonel Harewood's。  The latter place; unfortunately; was the very 

object of Philip's suspicions; and thus the letter was anything but an 

exculpation。



Guy wrote to Charles in the fulness of his heart; expressing gratitude 

for his confidence and sympathy。  He again begged for the supposed 

evidence of his misconduct; declaring he could explain it; whatever it 

might be; and proceeded to utter deep regrets for his hasty 

expressions。



'I do not know what I may have said;' he wrote; 'I have no doubt it was 

unpardonable; for I am sure my feelings were so; and that I deserve 

whatever I have brought on myself。  I can only submit to Mr。 

Edmonstone's sentence; and trust that time will bring to his knowledge 

that I am innocent of what I am accused of。  He has every right to be 

displeased with me。



Charles pronounced this to be only Guy's way of abusing himself; but 

his father saw in it a disguised admission of guilt。  It was thought; 

also; to be bad sign that Guy intended to remain at South Moor till the 

end of the vacation; though Charles argued that he must be somewhere; 

and if they wished to keep him out of mischief; why exile him from 

Hollywell!  He would hardly listen to his mother's representation; that 

on Amy's account it would not be right to have him there till the 

mystery was cleared up。



He tried to stir his father up to go and see Guy at St。 Mildred's; and 

investigate matters for himself; but; though Mr。 Edmonstone would have 

liked the appearance of being important; this failed; because Philip 

declared it to be unadvisable; knowing that it would be no 

investigation at all; and that his uncle would be talked over directly。  

Next; Charles would have persuaded Philip himself to go; but the 

arrangements about his leave did not make this convenient; and it was 

put off till he should pay his farewell visit to his sister; in 

October。  Lastly; Charles wrote to Mrs。 Henley; entreating her to give 

him some information about this mysterious evidence which was wanting; 

but her reply was a complete 'set down' for interference in a matter 

with which he had no concern。



He was very angry。  In fact; the post seldom came in without 

occasioning a fresh dispute; which only had the effect of keeping up 

the heat of Mr。 Edmonstone's displeasure; and making the whole house 

uncomfortable。



Fretfulness and ill…humour seemed to have taken possession of Charles 

and his father。  Such a state of things had not prevailed since Guy's 

arrival: Hollywell was hardly like the same house; Mrs。 Edmonstone and 

Laura could do nothing without being grumbled at or scolded by one or 

other of the gentlemen; even Amy now and then came in for a little 

petulance on her father's part; and Charles could not always forgive 

her for saying in her mournful; submissive tome;'It is of no use to 

talk about it!'









CHAPTER 18







This just decree alone I know;

Man must be disciplined by woe;

To me; whate'er of good or ill

The future brings; since come it will;

I'll bow my spirit; and be still。

         AESCHYLUS; (Anstice's Translation。)





Guy; in the meantime; was enduring the storm in loneliness; for he was 

unwilling to explain the cause of his trouble to his companions。  The 

only occasion of the suspicions; which he could think of; was his 

request for the sum of money; and this he could not mention to Mr。 

Wellwood; nor was he inclined to make confidants of his other 

companions; though pleasant; right…minded youths。



He had only announced that he had had a letter which had grieved him 

considerably; but of which he could not mention the contents; and as 

Harry Graham; who knew something of the Broadstone neighbourhood; had 

picked up a report that Sir Guy Morville was to marry Lady Eveleen de 

Courcy; there was an idea among the party that there was some trouble 

in the way of his attachment。  He had once before been made; by some 

joke; to colour and look conscious; and now this protected him from 

inconvenient questions; and accounted for his depression。  He was like 

what he had been on first coming to Hollywellgrave and silent; 

falling into reveries when others were talking; and much given to long; 

lonely wanderings。  Accustomed as he had been in boyhood to a solitary 

life in beautiful scenery; there was something in a fine landscape that 

was to him like a friend and companion; and he sometimes felt that it 

would have been worse if he had been in a dull; uniform country; 

instead of among mountain peaks and broad wooded valleys。  Working 

hard; too; helped him not a little; and conic sections served him 

almost as well as they served Laura。



A more real help was the neighbourhood of Stylehurst。  On the first 

Sunday after receiving Mr。 Edmonstone's letter; he went to church 

there; instead of with the others; to St。 Mildred's。  They thought it 

was for the sake of the solitary walk; but he had other reasons for the 

preference。  In the first place it was a Communion Sunday; and in the 

next; he could feel more kindly towards Philip there; and he knew he 

needed all that could strengthen such a disposition。



Many a question did he ask himself; to certify whether he wilfully 

entertained malice or hatred; or any uncharitableness。  It was a long; 

difficult examination; but at its close; he felt convinced that; if 

such passions knocked at the door of his heart; it was not at his own 

summons; and that he drove them away without listening to them。  And 

surely he might approach to gain the best aid in that battle; 

especially as he was certain of his strong and deep repentance for his 

fit of passion; and longing earnestly for the pledge of forgiveness。



The pardon and peace he sought came to him; and in such sort that the 

comfort of that day; when fresh from the first shock; and waiting in 

suspense for some new blow; was such as never to be forgotten。  They 

linked themselves with the grave shade of the clustered gray columns; 

and the angel heads on roof of that old church; with the long grass and 

tall yellow mullens among its churchyard graves; and with the tints of 

the elm…trees that closed it in; their leaves in masses either of green 

or yellow; and opening here and there to show the purple hills beyond。



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