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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 upstairs to their rooms。 And so ended Lord Kilcoran's ball。
CHAPTER 8
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 affectionattractive 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 openedseemed 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 tailthe 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
'Who knows not love in sorrow's night；
He knows not love in light。'
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〃 wouldn't rhyme。'
'I translated it into prose； and Guy made it verse；' said Laura； 'I
hope you approve of our performance。'
'It is that thing of Helmine 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 threefaith； 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