ed himself into
righteous severity.

'No one can be more willing to help you than I, but you must, in the
first place, help yourself.'

Instantly the sedate measured tone made Guy's heart and head throb with
impatience, awakening all the former memories so hardly battled down;
but with the impulse of anger came the thought, 'Here it is again! If I
don't keep it down now, I am undone! The enemy will seize me again!' He
forced himself not to interrupt, while Philip went calmly on.

'While you are not open, nothing can be done.'

'My only wish, my only desire, is to be open,' said Guy, speaking fast
and low, and repressing the feeling, which, nevertheless, affected his
voice; 'but the opportunity of explanation has never been given me.'

'You need complain of that no longer. I am here to convey to my uncle
any explanation you may wish to address to him. I will do my best to
induce him to attend to it favourably, but he is deeply offended and
hurt by what has passed.'

'I know--I know,' said Guy, colouring deeply, and all irritation
disappearing from voice and manner; 'I know there is no excuse for me.
I can only repeat that I am heartily sorry for whatever I may have said,
either of him or of you.'

'Of course,' returned Philip, 'I should never think of resenting what
you may have said in a moment of irritation, especially as you express
regret for it. Consider it as entirely overlooked on my part.'

Guy was nearly choked in uttering a 'Thank you,' which did not sound,
after all, much like acceptance of forgiveness.

'Now to the real matter at issue,' said Philip: 'the application for the
money, which so amazed Mr. Edmonstone.'

'I do not see that it is the point,' said Guy, 'I wanted it for a scheme
of my own: he did not think fit to let me have it, so there is an end of
the matter.'

'Mr Edmonstone does not think so. He wishes to be convinced that you
have not spent it beforehand.'

'What would you have beyond my word and honour that I have not?'
exclaimed Guy.

Far be it from me to say that he doubts it,' said Philip; and as at
those words the flash of the Morville eye darted lightning, he expected
that the next moment, 'Do you?' would be thundered forth, and he could
not, with truth, answer 'No;' but it was one of his maxims that a
man need never be forced into an open quarrel, and he tranquilly
continued--'but it is better not to depend entirely on assertion. Why do
you not bring him full proofs of yo