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The Heir of Redclyffe

Chapter 25
Already in thy spirit thus divine,
Whatever weal or woe betide,
Be that high sense of duty still thy guide,
And all good powers will aid a soul like thine.--SOUTHEY
'Now for it!' thought Guy, as he dismissed his cab, and was shown up- stairs in the hotel.
'Give me the strength to withstand!'
The door was opened, and he beheld Mr. Edmonstone, Markham, and another--it surely
was Sebastian Dixon! All sprung up to receive him; and Mr. Edmonstone, seizing him by
both hands, exclaimed--
'Here he is himself! Guy, my boy, my dear boy, you are the most generous fellow in the
world! You have been used abominably. I wish my two hands had been cut off before I
was persuaded to write that letter, but it is all right now. Forget and forgive--eh, Guy?
You'll come home with me, and we will write this very day for Deloraine.'
Guy was almost giddy with surprise. He held one of Mr. Edmonstone's hands, and
pressed it hard; his other hand he passed over his eyes, as if in a dream. 'All right?' he
'All right!' said Mr. Edmonstone. 'I know where your money went, and I honour you for
it, and there stands the man who told me the whole story. I said, from the first, it was a
confounded slander. It was all owing to the little girl.'
Guy turned his face in amazement towards his uncle, who was only waiting to explain.
'Never till this morning had I the least suspicion that I had been the means of bringing
you under any imputation. How could you keep me in ignorance?'
'You have told--'
'Of the cheque,' broke in Mr. Edmonstone, 'and of all the rest, and of your providing for
the little girl. How could you do it with that pittance of an allowance of yours? And
Master Philip saying you never had any money! No wonder, indeed!'
'If I had known you were pinching yourself,' said Dixon, 'my mind would have revolted--'
'Let me understand it,' said Guy, grasping the back of a chair. 'Tell me, Markham. Is it
really so? Am I cleared? Has Mr. Edmonstone a right to be satisfied?'
'Yes, Sir Guy,' was Markham's direct answer. 'Mr. Dixon has accounted for your disposal
of the thirty pound cheque, and there is an end of the matter.'