‘I know she does,’ said Charlotte. ‘She told me so.’
‘I hope it will not be too much for her! Dear Amy.’
‘She would say it was wrong to have our heads fuller of her than of our bride,’ said Charles.
‘Poor Laura!’ said Mrs. Edmonstone. ‘I am glad it is all right at last. They have both gone through a great deal.’
‘And not in vain,’ added Charles. ‘Philip is—’
‘Oh, I say not a word against him!’ cried Mrs. Edmonstone. ‘He is most excellent; he will be very distinguished,—he will make her very happy. Yes.’
‘In fact,’ said Charles, ‘he is made to be one of the first in this world, and to be first by being above it; and the only reason we are almost discontented is, that we compare him with one who was too good for this world.’
‘It is not only that.’
‘Ah! you did not see him at Redclyffe, or you would do more than simply forgiving him as a Christian.’
‘I am very sorry for him.’