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Guy。'
'Very well； though I don't think there is much danger of my doing
otherwise。 I only wondered he should become intimate there at all。'
'I believe Mrs。 Edmonstone thinks it right he should see as much of the
world as possible； and not be always at home in their own set。'
'Fair and proper。'
'You know she has shown him all the people she could；had Eveleen
staying there； and the Miss Nortons； and hunted him out to parties；
when he had rather have been at home。'
'I thought he was fond of society。 I remember your telling me how
amused you were with his enjoyment of his first ball。'
'Ah！ he was two years younger then； and all was new。 He seems to me
too deep and sensitive not to find more pain than pleasure in
commonplace society。 I have sometimes seen that he cannot speak either
lightly or harshly of what he disapproves； and people don't understand
him。 I was once sitting next him； when there was some talking going on
about an elopement； he did not laugh； looked almost distressed； and at
last said in a very low voice； to me； 〃I wish people would not laugh
about such things。〃'
'He is an extraordinary mixture of gaiety of heart； and seriousness。'
'Well； when Mrs。 Brownlow had her nieces with her； and was giving those
musical parties； his voice made him valuable； and Mrs。 Edmonstone told
him he ought to go to them。 I believe he liked it at first； but he
found there was no end to it； it took up a great deal of time； and was
a style of thing altogether that was not desirable。 Mrs Edmonstone
thought at first his reluctance was only shyness and stay…at…home
nonsense； that ought to be overcome； but when she had been there； and
saw how Mrs。 Brownlow beset him； and the unpleasant fuss they made
about his singing； she quite came round to his mind； and was very sorry
she had exposed him to so much that was disagreeable。'
'Well； Mary； I am glad to hear your account。 My impression arose from
something Philip Morville said。'
'Captain Morville never can approve of anything Sir Guy does！ It is
not like Charles。'
'How improved Charles Edmonstone is。 He has lost that spirit of
repining and sarcasm； and lives as if he had an object。'
'Yes； he employs himself now； and teaches Amy to do the same。 You
know； after the governess went； we were afraid little Amy would never
do anything but wait on Charles； and idle in her pretty gentle way； but
when he turned to better things so did she； and her mind has been
growing all this time。 Perhaps you don't see it； for she has not lost
her likeness to a kitten； and looks all demure silence with the elders；
but she takes in what the wise say。'
'She is a very good little thing； and I dare say will not be the worse
for growing up slowly。'
'Those two sisters are specimens of fast and slow growth。 Laura has
always seemed to be so much more than one year older than Amy；
especially of late。 She is more like five…and…twenty than twenty。 I
wonder if she overworks herself。 But how we have lingered over our
dinner！'
By half…past three； Mary was entering a copse which led into Mr。
Edmonstone's field； when she heard gay tones； and a snatch of one of
the sweetest of old songs；
Weep no more； lady； lady； weep no more；
Thy sorrow is in vain；
For violets pluck'd； the sweetest showers
Will ne'er make grow again。
A merry； clear laugh followed； and a turn in the path showed her Guy；
Amy； and Charlotte； busy over a sturdy stock of eglantine。 Guy； little
changed in these two years；not much taller； and more agile than
robust；was lopping vigorously with his great pruning…knife； Amabel
nursing a bundle of drooping rose branches； Charlotte； her bonnet in a
garland of wild sweet…brier； holding the matting and continually
getting entangled in the long thorny wreaths。
'And here comes the 〃friar of orders gray；〃 to tell you so；' exclaimed
Guy； as Mary； in her gray dress； came on them。
'Oh； that is right； dear good friar；' cried Amy。
'We are so busy；' said Charlotte； 'Guy has made Mr。 Markham send all
these choice buds from Redclyffe。'
'Not from the park；' said Guy； 'we don't deal much in gardening； but
Markham is a great florist； and these are his bounties。'
'And are you cutting that beautiful wild rose to pieces？'
'Is it not a pity？' said Amy。 'We have used up all the stocks in the
garden； and this is to be transplanted in the autumn。'
'She has been consoling it all the time by telling it it is for its
good；' said Guy； 'cutting off wild shoots； and putting in better
things。'
'I never said anything so pretty； and； after all； I don't know that the
grand roses will be equal to these purple shoots and blushing buds with
long whiskers。'
'So Sir Guy was singing about the violets plucked to comfort you。 But
you must not leave off； I want to see how you do it。 I am gardener
enough to like to look on。'
'We have only two more to put in。'
Knife and fingers were busy； and Mary admired the dexterity with which
the slit was made in the green bark； well armed with firm red thorns；
and the tiny scarlet gem inserted； and bound with cotton and matting。
At the least critical parts of the work； she asked after the rest of
the party； and was answered that papa had driven Charles out in the
pony carriage； and that Laura and Eveleen were sitting on the lawn；
reading and working with mamma。 Eveleen was better； but not strong； or
equal to much exertion in the heat。 Mary went on to speak of her
school feast and ask her questions。
'0 Guy； you must not go before that！' cried Charlotte。
'Are you going away？'
'He is very naughty； indeed；' said Charlotte。 'He is going； I don't
know where all； to be stupid； and read mathematics。'
'A true bill； I am sorry to say；' said Guy； 'I am to join a reading…
party for the latter part of the vacation。'
'I hope not before Thursday week； though we are not asking you to
anything worth staying for。'
'Oh； surely you need not go before that！' said Amy； 'need you？'
'No； I believe I may stay till Friday； and I should delight in the
feast； thank you； Miss Ross；I want to study such things。 A bit more
matting； Amy； if you please。 There； I think that will do。'
'Excellently。 Here is its name。 See how neatly Charlie has printed
it； Mary。 Is it not odd； that he prints so well when he writes so
badly？'
'〃The Seven Sisters。〃 There； fair sisterhood； grow and thrive； till I
come to transplant you in the autumn。 Are there any more？'
'No； that is the last。 Now； Mary； let us come to mamma。'
Guy waited to clear the path of the numerous trailing briery branches；
and the others walked on； Amy telling how sorry they were to lose Guy's
vacation； but that he thought he could not give time enough to his
studies here； and had settled