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Updated: July 4, 2025
"I like to see my proud love looking humble for a few minutes; I like to know that I have caged a bright, wild bird that no one else could tame." "I am not caged yet," she objected. "Beatrice," said Lord Airlie, "make me a promise. Let me fasten this locket around your neck, and tell me that you will not part with it night or day for one moment until our wedding day."
"Beatrice," said he, "I must speak with you. Pray come with me, away from all these people. I can bear this suspense no longer." She looked at him, and would have refused; but she saw in his face that which compelled obedience. For Lord Airlie had watched Gaspar Laurence he had watched the dance and the interview that followed it. He saw the softened look on her face, and it half maddened him.
The beautiful bloom had returned to her face and the light to her eyes. All day she was in brilliant spirits. There was no need now to tremble at a loud ring or a rapid step. Three weeks was a long time much might happen. "Oh, if Lord Airlie would but force me to marry him soon!" That very evening Lord Airlie asked her if she would go out with him.
"You are jealous," said Lionel, who had overheard the conversation. "Look out for a rival in the lists, my lord." "I wish this tiresome ball were over," sighed Lord Airlie. "I shall have no chance of speaking while it is on the tapis." But he soon forgot his chagrin.
She would write that evening a letter that should give him no hope, nor yet drive him to despair. "That is a grand scene, is it not?" said Lord Airlie suddenly; then he saw by Beatrice's startled look that she had not listened. "I plead guilty at once," she replied. "I was thinking do not be angry I was thinking of something that relates to yourself. I heard nothing of what you read, Hubert.
Lionel Dacre guessed the state of affairs, and said but little. The chief topic of conversation was the ball, interspersed by many conjectures on the part of Lord Earle as to why the post-bag was so late. It did not arrive until breakfast was ended. Lord Earle distributed the letters; there were three for Lord Airlie, one to Lady Earle from Dora, two for Lionel, none for Lillian.
On all sides she had heard nothing but praises of Lord Airlie his wealth, his talents, his handsome person and chivalrous manner. The ladies were eloquent in praise of their young host.
It consisted of six troops, of which the colonel, as the custom then was, commanded the first in person, the other captains being Lords Drumlanrig, Ross, Airlie, Balcarres, and William Douglas; hardly the men, perhaps, to sanction the pranks of Macaulay's Apollyons and Beelzebubs.
Holly Lodge was named Airlie Lodge for a few years when tenanted by the Earl of Airlie, but reverted to the older name afterwards. Airlie Gardens is a reminiscence of the interlude. Lord Macaulay lived for the three years preceding his death in Holly Lodge.
But a cavalry charge has to end in a re-formation, and that is the instant of danger if any unbroken enemy remains within range. Now a sleet of bullets hissed through their ranks as they retired, and the gallant Lord Airlie, as modest and brave a soldier as ever drew sword, was struck through the heart.
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