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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 apologise 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 7







              Pray; good shepherd; what

Fair swain is this that dances with your daughter?

  *         *         *         *          *    

He sings several times 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 haymakersmen and 

womenproceeded 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 haycock; 

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 school…boy 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 ecstasy; 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。



'Tomorrow'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! haven'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 aren'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。  Don't you get into the spirit of it now?'

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