heart unallayed, with all her fond tender feelings torn at the thought
of what Guy must be enduring, and with the pain of knowing it was her
father's work. She had one comfort, in the certainty that Guy would bear
it nobly. She was happy to find her confidence confirmed by her mother
and Charles; and one thing she thought she need not give up, though
she might no longer think of him as her lover, she might be his Verena
still, whether he knew it or not. It could not be wrong to remember any
one in her prayers, and to ask that he might not be led into temptation,
but have strength to abide patiently. That helped her to feel that he
was in the hands of One to whom the secrets of all hearts are known; and
a line of poetry seemed to be whispered in her ears, in his own sweet
tones,--

Wait, and the cloud shall roll away.

So, after the first day, she went on pretty well. She was indeed silent
and grave, and no longer the sunbeam of Hollywell; but she took 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 en