the heir of redclyffe-第27节
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'It is curious;' thought Mrs。 Edmonstone; 'that; so very handsome as
Philip is; it is never the first thing remarked about him; just as his
height never is observed till he is compared with other people。 The
fact is; that his superior sense carries off a degree of beauty which
would be a misfortune to most men。 It is that sedate expression and
distinguished air that make the impression。 How happy Laura looks; how
gracefully she moves。 No; it is not being foolish to think no one
equal to Laura。 My other pair!' and she smiled much more; 'you happy
young things; I would not wish to see anything pleasanter than your
merry faces。 Little Amy looks almost as pretty as Laura; now she is
lighted up by blush and smile; and her dancing is very nice; it is just
like her laughing; so quiet; and yet so full of glee。 I don't think
she is less graceful than her sister; but the complete enjoyment
strikes one more。 And as to enjoymentthere are those bright eyes of
her partner'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?
Don'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 don'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 can'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 canall 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 sisterspretty girlswhose 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 LauraMiss 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 don'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 can't
be content'
'No; you are the queen; if the one thing can make you sothe one thing
wanting to me。'
'How absurd you are; Evawhen 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 don'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。'
'0 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 a