,put
into
her
hands
three
little
penny
books
with
pictures
,
viz.
,
the
“
Howling
Wilderness
,
”
the
“
Washerwoman
of
Wandsworth
Common
,
”
and
the
“
British
Soldier’s
best
Bayonet
,
”
which
,
bent
upon
awakening
her
before
she
slept
,
Mrs.
Kirk
begged
Amelia
to
read
that
night
ere
she
went
to
bed
.
But
all
the
men
,
like
good
fellows
as
they
were
,
rallied
round
their
comrade’s
pretty
wife
,
and
paid
her
their
court
with
soldierly
gallantry
.
She
had
a
little
triumph
,
which
flushed
her
spirits
and
made
her
eyes
sparkle
.
George
was
proud
of
her
popularity
,
and
pleased
with
the
manner
(
which
was
very
gay
and
graceful
,
though
naive
and
a
little
timid
)
with
which
she
received
the
gentlemen’s
attentions
,
and
answered
their
compliments
.
And
he
in
his
uniform
—
how
much
handsomer
he
was
than
any
man
in
the
room
!
She
felt
that
he
was
affectionately
watching
her
,
and
glowed
with
pleasure
at
his
kindness
.
“
I
will
make
all
his
friends
welcome
,
”
she
resolved
in
her
heart
.
“
I
will
love
all
as
I
love
him
.
I
will
always
try
and
be
gay
and
good-humoured
and
make
his
home
happy
.
”
The
regiment
indeed
adopted
her
with
acclamation
.
The
Captains
approved
,
the
Lieutenants
applauded
,
the
Ensigns
admired
.
Old
Cutler
,
the
Doctor
,
made
one
or
two
jokes
,
which
,
being
professional
,
need
not
be
repeated
;
and
Cackle
,
the
Assistant
M.D.
of
Edinburgh
,
condescended
to
examine
her
upon
leeterature
,
and
tried
her
with
his
three
best
French
quotations
.
Young
Stubble
went
about
from
man
to
man
whispering
,
“
Jove
,
isn’t
she
a
pretty
gal
?
”
and
never
took
his
eyes
off
her
except
when
the
negus
came
in
.
As
for
Captain
Dobbin
,
he
never
so
much
as
spoke
to
her
during
the
whole
evening
.
But
he
and
Captain
Porter
of
the
150th
took
home
Jos
to
the
hotel
,
who
was
in
a
very
maudlin
state
,
and
had
told
his
tiger-hunt
story
with
great
effect
,
both
at
the
mess-table
and
at
the
soirée
,
to
Mrs.
O’Dowd
in
her
turban
and
bird
of
paradise
.
Having
put
the
Collector
into
the
hands
of
his
servant
,
Dobbin
loitered
about
,
smoking
his
cigar
before
the
inn
door
.
George
had
meanwhile
very
carefully
shawled
his
wife
,
and
brought
her
away
from
Mrs.
O’Dowd’s
after
a
general
handshaking
from
the
young
officers
,
who
accompanied
her
to
the
fly
,
and
cheered
that
vehicle
as
it
drove
off
.
So
Amelia
gave
Dobbin
her
little
hand
as
she
got
out
of
the
carriage
,
and
rebuked
him
smilingly
for
not
having
taken
any
notice
of
her
all
night
.
The
Captain
continued
that
deleterious
amusement
of
smoking
,
long
after
the
inn
and
the
street
were
gone
to
bed
.
He
watched
the
lights
vanish
from
George’s
sitting-room
windows
,
and
shine
out
in
the
bedroom
close
at
hand
.
It
was
almost
morning
when
he
returned
to
his
own
quarters
.
He
could
hear
the
cheering
from
the
ships
in
the
river
,
where
the
transports
were
already
taking
in
their
cargoes
preparatory
to
dropping
down
the
Thames
.
XXVIII
.
In
Which
Amelia
Invades
the
Low
Countries
THE
REGIMENT
with
its
officers
was
to
be
transported
in
ships
provided
by
His
Majesty’s
government
for
the
occasion
:
and
in
two
days
after
the
festive
assembly
at
Mrs.
O’Dowd’s
apartments
,
in
the
midst
of
cheering
from
all
the
East
India
ships
in
the
river
,
and
the
military
on
shore
,
the
band
playing
“
God
save
the
King
,
”
the
officers
waving
their
hats
,
and
the
crews
hurrahing
gallantly
,
the
transports
went
down
the
river
and
proceeded
under
convoy
to
Ostend
.
Meanwhile
the
gallant
Jos
had
agreed
to
escort
his
sister
and
the
Major’s
wife
,
the
bulk
of
whose
goods
and
chattels
,
including
the
famous
bird
of
paradise
and
turban
,
were
with
the
regimental
baggage
:
so
that
our
two
heroines
drove
pretty
much
unencumbered
to
Ramsgate
,
where
there
were
plenty
of
packets
plying
,
in
one
of
which
they
had
a
speedy
passage
to
Ostend
.
That
period
of
Jos’s
life
which
now
ensued
was
so
full
of
incident
,
that
it
served
him
for
conversation
for
many
years
after
,
and
even
the
tiger-hunt
story
was
put
aside
for
more
stirring
narratives
which
he
had
to
tell
about
the
great
campaign
of
Waterloo
.
As
soon
as
he
had
agreed
to
escort
his
sister
abroad
,
it
was
remarked
that
he
ceased
shaving
his
upper
lip
.
At
Chatham
he
followed
the
parades
and
drills
with
great
assiduity
.
He
listened
with
the
utmost
attention
to
the
conversation
of
his
brother
officers
(
as
he
called
them
in
after
days
sometimes
)
,
and
learned
as
many
military
names
as
he
could
.
In
these
studies
the
excellent
Mrs.
O’Dowd
was
of
great
assistance
to
him
;
and
on
the
day
finally
when
they
embarked
on
board
the
Lovely
Rose
,
which
was
to
carry
them
to
their
destination
,
he
made
his
appearance
in
a
braided
frock-coat
and
duck
trousers
,
with
a
foraging
cap
ornamented
with
a
smart
gold
band
.
Having
his
carriage
with
him
,
and
informing
everybody
on
board
confidentially
that
he
was
going
to
join
the
Duke
of
Wellington’s
army
,
folks
mistook
him
for
a
great
personage
,
a
commissary-general
,
or
a
government
courier
at
the
very
least
.
He
suffered
hugely
on
the
voyage
,
during
which
the
ladies
were
likewise
prostrate
;
but
Amelia
was
brought
to
life
again
as
the
packet
made
Ostend
,
by
the
sight
of
the
transports
conveying
her
regiment
,
which
entered
the
harbour
almost
at
the
same
time
with
the
Lovely
Rose
.
Jos
went
in
a
collapsed
state
to
an
inn
,
while
Captain
Dobbin
escorted
the
ladies
,
and
then
busied
himself
in
freeing
Jos’s
carriage
and
luggage
from
the
ship
and
the
custom-house
,
for
Mr.
Jos
was
at
present
without
a
servant
,
Osborne’s
man
and
his
own
pampered
menial
having
conspired
together
at
Chatham
,
and
refused
point-blank
to
cross
the
water
.
This
revolt
,
which
came
very
suddenly
,
and
on
the
last
day
,
so
alarmed
Mr.
Sedley
,
junior
,
that
he
was
on
the
point
of
giving
up
the
expedition
,
but
Captain
Dobbin
(
who
made
himself
immensely
officious
in
the
business
,
Jos
said
)
,
rated
him
and
laughed
at
him
soundly
:
the
mustachios
were
grown
in
advance
,
and
Jos
finally
was
persuaded
to
embark
.
In
place
of
the
well-bred
and
well-fed
London
domestics
,
who
could
only
speak
English
,
Dobbin
procured
for
Jos’s
party
a
swarthy
little
Belgian
servant
who
could
speak
no
language
at
all
;
but
who
,
by
his
bustling
behaviour
,
and
by
invariably
addressing
Mr.
Sedley
as
“
My
lord
,
”
speedily
acquired
that
gentleman’s
favour
.
Times
are
altered
at
Ostend
now
;
of
the
Britons
who
go
thither
,
very
few
look
like
lords
,
or
act
like
those
members
of
our
hereditary
aristocracy
.
They
seem
for
the
most
part
shabby
in
attire
,
dingy
of
linen
,
lovers
of
billiards
and
brandy
,
and
cigars
and
greasy
ordinaries
.
But
it
may
be
said
as
a
rule
,
that
every
Englishman
in
the
Duke
of
Wellington’s
army
paid
his
way
.
The
remembrance
of
such
a
fact
surely
becomes
a
nation
of
shopkeepers
.
It
was
a
blessing
for
a
commerce-loving
country
to
be
overrun
by
such
an
army
of
customers
;
and
to
have
such
creditable
warriors
to
feed
.
And
the
country
which
they
came
to
protect
is
not
military
.
For
a
long
period
of
history
they
have
let
other
people
fight
there
.
When
the
present
writer
went
to
survey
with
eagle
glance
the
field
of
Water-loo
,
we
asked
the
conductor
of
the
diligence
,
a
portly
war-like-looking
veteran
,
whether
he
had
been
at
the
battle
.
“
Pas
si
bâte
”
—
such
an
answer
and
sentiment
as
no
Frenchman
would
own
to
—
was
his
reply
.
But
,
on
the
other
hand
,
the
postilion
who
drove
us
was
a
Viscount
,
a
son
of
some
bankrupt
Imperial
General
,
who
accepted
a
pennyworth
of
beer
on
the
road
.
The
moral
is
surely
a
good
one
.
This
flat
,
flourishing
,
easy
country
never
could
have
looked
more
rich
and
prosperous
than
in
that
opening
summer
of
1815
,
when
its
green
fields
and
quiet
cities
were
enlivened
by
multiplied
red-coats
:
when
its
wide
chaussées
swarmed
with
brilliant
English
equipages
:
when
its
great
canal-boats
,
gliding
by
rich
pastures
and
pleasant
quaint
old
villages
,
by
old
châteaux
lying
amongst
old
trees
,
were
all
crowded
with
well-to-do
English
travellers
:
when
the
soldier
who
drank
at
the
village
inn
,
not
only
drank
,
but
paid
his
score
;
and
Donald
,
the
Highlander
,
billeted
in
the
Flemish
farm-house
,
rocked
the
baby’s
cradle
,
while
Jean
and
Jeannette
were
out
getting
in
the
hay
.
As
our
painters
are
bent
on
military
subjects
just
now
,
I
throw
out
this
as
a
good
subject
for
the
pencil
,
to
illustrate
the
principle
of
an
honest
English
war
.
All
looked
as
brilliant
and
harmless
as
a
Hyde
Park
review
.
Meanwhile
,
Napoleon
,
screened
behind
his
curtain
of
frontier-fortresses
,
was
preparing
for
the
outbreak
which
was
to
drive
all
these
orderly
people
into
fury
and
blood
;
and
lay
so
many
of
them
low
.
Everybody
had
such
a
perfect
feeling
of
confidence
in
the
leader
(
for
the
resolute
faith
which
the
Duke
of
Wellington
had
inspired
in
the
whole
English
nation
was
as
intense
as
that
more
frantic
enthusiasm
with
which
at
one
time
the
French
regarded
Napoleon
)
,
the
country
seemed
in
so
perfect
a
state
of
orderly
defence
,
and
the
help
at
hand
in
case
of
need
so
near
and
overwhelming
,
that
alarm
was
unknown
,
and
our
travellers
,
among
whom
two
were
naturally
of
a
very
timid
sort
,
were
,
like
all
the
other
multiplied
English
tourists
,
entirely
at
ease
.
The
famous
regiment
,
with
so
many
of
whose
officers
we
have
made
acquaintance
,
was
drafted
in
canal-boats
to
Bruges
and
Ghent
,
thence
to
march
to
Brussels
.
Jos
accompanied
the
ladies
in
the
public
boats
;
the
which
all
old
travellers
in
Flanders
must
remember
for
the
luxury
and
accommodation
they
afforded
.
So
prodigiously
good
was
the
eating
and
drinking
on
board
these
sluggish
but
most
comfortable
vessels
,
that
there
are
legends
extant
of
an
English
traveller
,
who
,
coming
to
Belgium
for
a
week
,
and
travelling
in
one
of
these
boats
,
was
so
delighted
with
the
fare
there
that
he
went
backwards
and
forwards
from
Ghent
to
Bruges
perpetually
until
the
railroads
were
invented
,
when
he
drowned
himself
on
the
last
trip
of
the
passage-boat
.
Jos’s
death
was
not
to
be
of
this
sort
,
but
his
comfort
was
exceeding
,
and
Mrs.
O’Dowd
insisted
that
he
only
wanted
her
sister
Glorvina
to
make
his
happiness
complete
.
He
sate
on
the
roof
of
the
cabin
all
day
drinking
Flemish
beer
,
shouting
for
Isidor
,
his
servant
,
and
talking
gallantly
to
the
ladies
.
His
courage
was
prodigious
.
“
Boney
attack
us
,
”
he
cried
.
“
My
dear
creature
,
my
poor
Emmy
,
don’t
be
frightened
.
There’s
no
danger
.
The
allies
will
be
in
Paris
in
two
months
,
I
tell
you
;
when
I’ll
take
you
to
dine
in
the
Palais
Royal
,
by
Jove
!
There
are
three
hundred
thousand
Rooshians
,
I
tell
you
,
now
entering
France
by
Mayence
and
the
Rhine
—
three
hundred
thousand
under
Wittgenstein
and
Barclay
de
Tolly
,
my
poor
love
.
You
don’t
know
military
affairs
,
my
dear
.
I
do
,
and
I
tell
you
there’s
no
infantry
in
France
can
stand
against
Rooshian
infantry
,
and
no
general
of
Boney’s
that’s
fit
to
hold
a
candle
to
Wittgenstein
.
Then
there
are
the
Austrians
,
they
are
five
hundred
thousand
if
a
man
,
and
they
are
within
ten
marches
of
the
frontier
by
this
time
under
Schwartzenberg
and
Prince
Charles
.
Then
there
are
the
Prooshians
under
the
gallant
Prince
Marshal
.
Show
me
a
cavalry
chief
like
him
now
that
Murat
is
gone
.
Hey
,
Mrs.
O’Dowd
?
Do
you
think
our
little
girl
here
need
be
afraid
?
Is
there
any
cause
for
fear
,
Isidor
?
Hey
,
sir
?
Get
some
more
beer
.
”
Mrs.
O’Dowd
said
that
her
“
Glorvina
was
not
afraid
of
any
man
alive
,
let
alone
a
Frenchman
,
”
and
tossed
off
a
glass
of
beer
with
a
wink
which
expressed
her
liking
for
the
beverage
.
Having
frequently
been
in
presence
of
the
enemy
,
or
,
in
other
words
,
faced
the
ladies
at
Cheltenham
and
Bath
,
our
friend
,
the
Collector
,
had
lost
a
great
deal
of
his
pristine
timidity
,
and
was
now
,
especially
when
fortified
with
liquor
,
as
talkative
as
might
be
.
He
was
rather
a
favourite
with
the
regiment
,
treating
the
young
officers
with
sumptuosity
,
and
amusing
them
by
his
military
airs
.
And
as
there
is
one
well-known
regiment
of
the
army
which
travels
with
a
goat
heading
the
column
,
whilst
another
is
led
by
a
deer
,
George
said
with
respect
to
his
brother-in-law
,
that
his
regiment
marched
with
an
elephant
.
Since
Amelia’s
introduction
to
the
regiment
,
George
began
to
be
rather
ashamed
of
some
of
the
company
to
which
he
had
been
forced
to
present
her
;
and
determined
,
as
he
told
Dobbin
(
with
what
satisfaction
to
the
latter
it
need
not
be
said
,
)
to
exchange
into
some
better
regiment
soon
,
and
to
get
his
wife
away
from
those
damned
vulgar
women
.
But
this
vulgarity
of
being
ashamed
of
one’s
society
is
much
more
common
among
men
than
women
(
except
very
great
ladies
of
fashion
,
who
,
to
be
sure
,
indulge
in
it
)
;
and
Mrs.
Amelia
,
a
natural
and
unaffected
person
,
had
none
of
that
artificial
shamefacedness
which
her
husband
mistook
for
delicacy
on
his
own
part
.
Thus
Mrs.
O’Dowd
had
a
cock’s
plume
in
her
hat
,
and
a
very
large
“
repayther
”
on
her
stomach
,
which
she
used
to
ring
on
all
occasions
,
narrating
how
it
had
been
presented
to
her
by
her
fawther
,
as
she
stipt
into
the
car’ge
after
her
mar’ge
;
and
these
ornaments
,
with
other
outward
peculiarities
of
the
Major’s
wife
,
gave
excruciating
agonies
to
Captain
Osborne
,
when
his
wife
and
the
Major’s
came
in
contact
;
whereas
Amelia
was
only
amused
by
the
honest
lady’s
eccentricities
,
and
not
in
the
least
ashamed
of
her
company
.
As
they
made
that
well-known
journey
,
which
almost
every
Englishman
of
middle
rank
has
travelled
since
,
there
might
have
been
more
instructive
,
but
few
more
entertaining
,
companions
than
Mrs.
Major
O’Dowd
.
“
Talk
about
kenal
boats
,
my
dear
!
Ye
should
see
the
kenal
boats
between
Dublin
and
Ballinasloe
.
It’s
there
the
rapid
travelling
is
;
and
the
beautiful
cattle
.
Sure
me
fawther
got
a
goold
medal
(
and
his
Excellency
himself
eat
a
slice
of
it
,
and
said
never
was
finer
mate
in
his
loif
)
for
a
four-year-old
heifer
,
the
like
of
which
ye
never
saw
in
this
country
any
day
.
”
And
Jos
owned
with
a
sigh
“
that
for
good
streaky
beef
,
really
mingled
with
fat
and
lean
,
there
was
no
country
like
England
.
”
“
Except
Ireland
,
where
all
your
best
mate
comes
from
,
”
said
the
Major’s
lady
;
proceeding
,
as
is
not
unusual
with
patriots
of
her
nation
,
to
make
comparisons
greatly
in
favour
of
her
own
country
.
The
idea
of
comparing
the
market
at
Bruges
with
those
of
Dublin
,
although
she
had
suggested
it
herself
,
caused
immense
scorn
and
derision
on
her
part
.
“
I’ll
thank
ye
tell
me
what
they
mean
by
that
old
gazabo
on
the
top
of
the
market-place
,
”
said
she
,
in
a
burst
of
ridicule
fit
to
have
brought
the
old
tower
down
.
The
place
was
full
of
English
soldiery
as
they
passed
.
English
bugles
woke
them
in
the
morning
;
at
night-fall
they
went
to
bed
to
the
note
of
the
British
fife
and
drum
:
all
the
country
and
Europe
was
in
arms
,
and
the
greatest
event
of
history
pendin
and
honest
Peggy
O’Dowd
,
whom
it
concerned
as
well
as
another
,
went
on
prattling
about
Ballinafad
,
and
the
horses
in
the
stables
at
Glenmalony
,
and
the
clar’t
drunk
there
;
and
Jos
Sedley
interposed
about
curry
and
rice
at
Dumdum
;
and
Amelia
thought
about
her
husband
,
and
how
best
she
should
show
her
love
for
him
;
as
if
these
were
the
great
topics
of
the
world
.
Those
who
like
to
lay
down
the
History-book
,
and
to
speculate
upon
what
might
have
happened
in
the
world
,
but
for
the
fatal
occurrence
of
what
actually
did
take
place
(
a
most
puzzling
,
amusing
,
ingenious
,
and
profitable
kind
of
meditation
)
,
have
no
doubt
often
thought
to
themselves
what
a
specially
bad
time
Napoleon
took
to
come
back
from
Elba
,
and
to
let
loose
his
eagle
from
Gulf
San
Juan
to
Notre
Dame
.
The
historians
on
our
side
tell
us
that
the
armies
of
the
allied
powers
were
all
providentially
on
a
war-footing
,
and
ready
to
bear
down
at
a
moment’s
notice
upon
the
Elban
Emperor
.
The
august
jobbers
assembled
at
Vienna
,
and
carving
out
the
kingdoms
of
Europe
according
to
their
wisdom
,
had
such
causes
of
quarrel
among
themselves
as
might
have
set
the
armies
which
had
overcome
Napoleon
to
fight
against
each
other
,
but
for
the
return
of
the
object
of
unanimous
hatred
and
fear
.
This
monarch
had
an
army
in
full
force
because
he
had
jobbed
to
himself
Poland
,
and
was
determined
to
keep
it
:
another
had
robbed
half
Saxony
,
and
was
bent
upon
maintaining
his
acquisition
:
Italy
was
the
object
of
a
third’s
solicitude
.
Each
was
protesting
against
the
rapacity
of
the
other
;
and
could
the
Corsican
but
have
waited
in
prison
until
all
these
parties
were
by
the
ears
,
he
might
have
returned
and
reigned
unmolested
.
But
what
would
have
become
of
our
story
and
all
our
friends
,
then
?
If
all
the
drops
in
it
were
dried
up
,
what
would
become
of
the
sea
?
In
the
meanwhile
the
business
of
life
and
living
,
and
the
pursuits
of
pleasure
,
especially
,
went
on
as
if
no
end
were
to
be
expected
to
them
,
and
no
enemy
in
front
.
When
our
travellers
arrived
at
Brussels
,
in
which
their
regiment
was
quartered
,
a
great
piece
of
good
fortune
,
as
all
said
,
they
found
themselves
in
one
of
the
gayest
and
most
brilliant
little
capitals
in
Europe
,
and
where
all
the
Vanity
Fair
booths
were
laid
out
with
the
most
tempting
liveliness
and
splendour
.
Gambling
was
here
in
profusion
,
and
dancing
in
plenty
:
feasting
was
there
to
fill
with
delight
that
great
gourmand
of
a
Jos
;
there
was
a
theatre
where
a
miraculous
Catalani
was
delighting
all
hearers
:
beautiful
rides
,
all
enlivened
with
martial
splendour
;
a
rare
old
city
,
with
strange
costumes
and
wonderful
architecture
,
to
delight
the
eyes
of
little
Amelia
,
who
had
never
before
seen
a
foreign
country
,
and
fill
her
with
charming
surprises
:
so
that
now
and
for
a
few
weeks’
space
in
a
fine
handsome
lodging
,
whereof
the
expenses
were
borne
by
Jos
and
Osborne
,
who
was
flush
of
money
and
full
of
kind
attentions
to
his
wife
—
for
about
a
fortnight
,
I
say
,
during
which
her
honeymoon
ended
,
Mrs.
Amelia
was
as
pleased
and
happy
as
any
little
bride
out
of
England
.
Every
day
during
this
happy
time
there
was
novelty
and
amusement
for
all
parties
.
There
was
a
church
to
see
,
or
a
picture-gallery
—
there
was
a
ride
,
or
an
opera
.
The
bands
of
the
regiments
were
making
music
at
all
hours
.
The
greatest
folks
of
England
walked
in
the
Park
—
there
was
a
perpetual
military
festival
.
George
,
taking
out
his
wife
to
a
new
jaunt
or
junket
every
night
,
was
quite
pleased
with
himself
as
usual
,
and
swore
he
was
becoming
quite
a
domestic
character
.
And
a
jaunt
or
a
junket
with
him
!
Was
it
not
enough
to
set
this
little
heart
beating
with
joy
?
Her
letters
home
to
her
mother
were
filled
with
delight
and
gratitude
at
this
season
.
Her
husband
bade
her
buy
laces
,
millinery
,
jewels
,
and
gimcracks
of
all
sorts
.
Oh
,
he
was
the
kindest
,
best
,
and
most
generous
of
men
!
The
sight
of
the
very
great
company
of
lords
and
ladies
and
fashionable
persons
who
thronged
the
town
,
and
appeared
in
every
public
place
,
filled
George’s
truly
British
soul
with
intense
delight
.
They
flung
off
that
happy
frigidity
and
insolence
of
demeanour
which
occasionally
characterises
the
great
at
home
,
and
appearing
in
numberless
public
places
,
condescended
to
mingle
with
the
rest
of
the
company
whom
they
met
there
.
One
night
at
a
party
given
by
the
general
of
the
division
to
which
George’s
regiment
belonged
,
he
had
the
honour
of
dancing
with
Lady
Blanche
Thistlewood
,
Lord
Bareacres’
daughter
;
he
bustled
for
ices
and
refreshments
for
the
two
noble
ladies
;
he
pushed
and
squeezed
for
Lady
Bareacres’
carriage
;
he
bragged
about
the
Countess
when
he
got
home
,
in
a
way
which
his
own
father
could
not
have
surpassed
.
He
called
upon
the
ladies
the
next
day
;
he
rode
by
their
side
in
the
Park
;
he
asked
their
party
to
a
great
dinner
at
a
restaurateur’s
,
and
was
quite
wild
with
exultation
when
they
agreed
to
come
.
Old
Bareacres
,
who
had
not
much
pride
and
a
large
appetite
,
would
go
for
a
dinner
anywhere
.
“
I
hope
there
will
be
no
women
besides
our
own
party
,
”
Lady
Bareacres
said
,
after
reflecting
upon
the
invitation
which
had
been
made
,
and
accepted
with
too
much
precipitancy
.
“
Gracious
Heaven
,
Mamma
—
you
don’t
suppose
the
man
would
bring
his
wife
,
”
shrieked
Lady
Blanche
,
who
had
been
languishing
in
George’s
arms
in
the
newly-imported
waltz
for
hours
the
night
before
.
“
The
men
are
bearable
,
but
their
women
—
”
“
Wife
,
just
married
,
dev’lish
pretty
woman
,
I
hear
,
”
the
old
Earl
said
.
“
Well
,
my
dear
Blanche
,
”
said
the
mother
,
“
I
suppose
,
as
Papa
wants
to
go
,
we
must
go
;
but
we
needn’t
know
them
in
England
,
you
know
.
”
And
so
,
determined
to
cut
their
new
acquaintance
in
Bond
street
,
these
great
folks
went
to
eat
his
dinner
at
Brussels
,
and
condescending
to
make
him
pay
for
their
pleasure
,
showed
their
dignity
by
making
his
wife
uncomfortable
,
and
carefully
excluding
her
from
the
conversation
.
This
is
a
species
of
dignity
in
which
the
high-bred
British
female
reigns
supreme
.
To
watch
the
behaviour
of
a
fine
lady
to
other
and
humbler
women
,
is
a
very
good
sport
for
a
philosophical
frequenter
of
Vanity
Fair
.
This
festival
,
on
which
honest
George
spent
a
great
deal
of
money
,
was
the
very
dismallest
of
all
the
entertainments
which
Amelia
had
in
her
honeymoon
.
She
wrote
the
most
piteous
accounts
of
the
feast
home
to
her
mamma
:
how
the
Countess
of
Bareacres
would
not
answer
when
spoken
to
;
how
Lady
Blanche
stared
at
her
with
her
eye-glass
;
and
what
a
rage
Captain
Dobbin
was
in
at
their
behaviour
;
and
how
my
lord
,
as
they
came
away
from
the
feast
,
asked
to
see
the
bill
,
and
pronounced
it
a
d
—
bad
dinner
,
and
d
—
dear
.
But
though
Amelia
told
all
these
stories
,
and
wrote
home
regarding
her
guests’
rudeness
,
and
her
own
discomfiture
,
old
Mrs.
Sedley
was
mightily
pleased
nevertheless
,
and
talked
about
Emmy’s
friend
,
the
Countess
of
Bareacres
,
with
such
assiduity
that
the
news
how
his
son
was
entertaining
Peers
and
Peeresses
actually
came
to
Osborne’s
ears
in
the
City
.
Those
who
know
the
present
Lieutenant-General
Sir
George
Tufto
,
K.C.B.
,
and
have
seen
him
,
as
they
may
on
most
days
in
the
season
,
padded
and
in
stays
,
strutting
down
Pall
Mall
with
a
rickety
swagger
on
his
high-heeled
lacquered
boots
,
leering
under
the
bonnets
of
passers-by
,
or
riding
a
showy
chestnut
,
and
ogling
broughams
in
the
Park
—
those
who
know
the
present
Sir
George
Tufto
would
hardly
recognise
the
daring
Peninsular
and
Waterloo
officer
.
He
was
thick
curling
brown
hair
and
black
eyebrows
now
,
and
his
whiskers
are
of
the
deepest
purple
.
He
was
light-haired
and
bald
in
1815
,
and
stouter
in
the
person
and
in
the
limbs
,
which
especially
have
shrunk
very
much
of
late
.
When
he
was
about
seventy
years
of
age
(
he
is
now
nearly
eighty
,
)
his
hair
,
which
was
very
scarce
and
quite
white
,
suddenly
grew
thick
,
and
brown
,
and
curly
,
and
his
whiskers
and
eyebrows
took
their
present
colour
.
Ill-natured
people
say
that
his
chest
is
all
wool
,
and
that
his
hair
,
because
it
never
grows
,
is
a
wig
.
Tom
Tufto
,
with
whose
father
he
quarrelled
ever
so
many
years
ago
,
declares
that
Mademoiselle
de
Jaisey
,
of
the
French
theatre
,
pulled
his
grandpapa’s
hair
off
in
the
green-room
;
but
Tom
is
notoriously
spiteful
and
jealous
;
and
the
General’s
wig
has
nothing
to
do
with
our
story
.
One
day
,
as
some
of
our
friends
of
the
—
th
were
sauntering
in
the
flower-market
of
Brussels
,
having
been
to
see
the
Hôtel
de
Ville
,
which
Mrs.
Major
O’Dowd
declared
was
not
near
so
large
or
handsome
as
her
fawther’s
mansion
of
Glenmalony
,
an
officer
of
rank
,
with
an
orderly
behind
him
,
rode
up
to
the
market
,
and
descending
from
his
horse
,
came
amongst
the
flowers
,
and
selected
the
very
finest
bouquet
which
money
could
buy
.
The
beautiful
bundle
being
tied
up
in
a
paper
,
the
officer
remounted
,
giving
the
nosegay
into
the
charge
of
his
military
groom
,
who
carried
it
with
a
grin
,
following
his
chief
,
who
rode
away
in
great
state
and
self-satisfaction
.
“
You
should
see
the
flowers
at
Glenmalony
,
”
Mrs.
O’Dowd
was
remarking
.
“
Me
fawther
has
three
Scotch
garners
with
nine
helpers
.
We
have
an
acre
of
hot-houses
,
and
pines
as
common
as
pays
in
the
sayson
.
Our
greeps
weighs
six
pounds
every
bunch
of
’em
and
upon
me
honour
and
conscience
I
think
our
magnolias
is
as
big
as
taykettles
.
”
Dobbin
,
who
never
used
to
“
draw
out
”
Mrs.
O’Dowd
as
that
wicked
Osborne
delighted
in
doing
(
much
to
Amelia’s
terror
,
who
implored
him
to
spare
her
)
,
fell
back
in
the
crowd
,
crowing
and
sputtering
until
he
reached
a
safe
distance
,
when
he
exploded
amongst
the
astonished
market-people
with
shrieks
of
yelling
laughter
.
“
Hwhat’s
that
gawky
guggling
about
?
”
said
Mrs.
O’Dowd
.
“
Is
it
his
nose
bleedn
?
He
always
used
to
say
’twas
his
nose
bleedn
,
till
he
must
have
pomped
all
the
blood
out
of
’um
.
An’t
the
magnolias
at
Glenmalony
as
big
as
tay-kettles
,
O’Dowd
?
”
“
Deed
then
they
are
,
and
bigger
,
Peggy
,
”
the
Major
said
.
When
the
conversation
was
interrupted
in
the
manner
stated
by
the
arrival
of
the
officer
who
purchased
the
bouquet
.
“
Devlish
fine
horse
,
—
who
is
it
?
”
George
asked
.
“
You
should
see
me
brother
Molloy
Malony’s
horse
,
Molasses
,
that
won
the
cup
at
the
Curragh
,
”
the
Major’s
wife
was
exclaiming
,
and
was
continuing
the
family
history
,
when
her
husband
interrupted
her
by
saying
—
“
It’s
General
Tufto
,
who
commands
the
—
—
cavalry
division
;
”
adding
quietly
,
“
he
and
I
were
both
shot
in
the
same
leg
at
Talavera
.
”
“
Where
you
got
your
step
,
”
said
George
with
a
laugh
.
“
General
Tufto
!
Then
,
my
dear
,
the
Crawleys
are
come
.
”
Amelia’s
heart
fell
,
—
she
knew
not
why
.
The
sun
did
not
seem
to
shine
so
bright
.
The
tall
old
roofs
and
gables
looked
less
picturesque
all
of
a
sudden
,
though
it
was
a
brilliant
sunset
,
and
one
,
of
the
brightest
and
most
beautiful
days
at
the
end
of
May
.
XXIX
.
Brussels
MR.
JOS
had
hired
a
pair
of
horses
for
his
open
carriage
,
with
which
cattle
,
and
the
smart
London
vehicle
,
he
made
a
very
tolerable
figure
in
the
drives
about
Brussels
.
George
purchased
a
horse
for
his
private
riding
,
and
he
and
Captain
Dobbin
would
often
accompany
the
carriage
in
which
Jos
and
his
sister
took
daily
excursions
of
pleasure
.
They
went
out
that
day
in
the
park
for
their
accustomed
diversion
,
and
there
,
sure
enough
,
George’s
remark
with
regard
to
the
arrival
of
Rawdon
Crawley
and
his
wife
proved
to
be
correct
.
In
the
midst
of
a
little
troop
of
horsemen
,
consisting
of
some
of
the
very
greatest
persons
in
Brussels
,
Rebecca
was
seen
in
the
prettiest
and
tightest
of
riding-habits
,
mounted
on
a
beautiful
little
Arab
,
which
she
rode
to
perfection
(
having
acquired
the
art
at
Queen’s
Crawley
,
where
the
Baronet
,
Mr.
Pitt
,
and
Rawdon
himself
had
given
her
many
lessons
)
,
and
by
the
side
of
the
gallant
General
Tufto
.
“
Sure
it’s
the
Juke
himself
,
”
cried
Mrs.
Major
O’Dowd
to
Jos
,
who
began
to
blush
violently
;
“
and
that’s
Lord
Uxbridge
on
the
bay
.
How
elegant
he
looks
!
Me
brother
,
Molloy
Malony
,
is
as
like
him
as
two
pays
.
”
Rebecca
did
not
make
for
the
carriage
;
but
as
soon
as
she
perceived
her
old
acquaintance
Amelia
seated
in
it
,
acknowledged
her
presence
by
a
gracious
nod
and
smile
,
and
by
kissing
and
shaking
her
fingers
playfully
in
the
direction
of
the
vehicle
.
Then
she
resumed
her
conversation
with
General
Tufto
,
who
asked
“
who
the
fat
officer
was
in
the
gold-laced
cap
?
”
on
which
Becky
replied
,
“
that
he
was
an
officer
in
the
East
Indian
service
.
”
But
Rawdon
Crawley
rode
out
of
the
ranks
of
his
company
,
and
came
up
and
shook
hands
heartily
with
Amelia
,
and
said
to
Jos
,
“
Well
,
old
boy
,
how
are
you
?
”
and
stared
in
Mrs.
O’Dowd’s
face
and
at
the
black
cock’s
feathers
until
she
began
to
think
she
had
made
a
conquest
of
him
.
George
,
who
had
been
delayed
behind
,
rode
up
almost
immediately
with
Dobbin
,
and
they
touched
their
caps
to
the
august
personages
,
among
whom
Osborne
at
once
perceived
Mrs.
Crawley
.
He
was
delighted
to
see
Rawdon
leaning
over
his
carriage
familiarly
and
talking
to
Amelia
,
and
met
the
aide-de-camp’s
cordial
greeting
with
more
than
corresponding
warmth
.
The
nods
between
Rawdon
and
Dobbin
were
of
the
very
faintest
specimens
of
politeness
.
Crawley
told
George
where
they
were
stopping
with
General
Tufto
at
the
Hâtel
du
Parc
,
and
George
made
his
friend
promise
to
come
speedily
to
Osborne’s
own
residence
.
“
Sorry
I
hadn’t
seen
you
three
days
ago
,
”
George
said
.
“
Had
a
dinner
at
the
Restaurateur’s
—
rather
a
nice
thing
.
Lord
Bareacres
,
and
the
Countess
,
and
Lady
Blanche
were
good
enough
to
dine
with
us
—
wish
we’d
had
you
.
”
Having
thus
let
his
friend
know
his
claims
to
be
a
man
of
fashion
,
Osborne
parted
from
Rawdon
,
who
followed
the
august
squadron
down
an
alley
into
which
they
cantered
,
while
George
and
Dobbin
resumed
their
places
,
one
on
each
side
of
Amelia’s
carriage
.
“
How
well
the
Juke
looked
,
”
Mrs.
O’Dowd
remarked
.
“
The
Wellesleys
and
Malonys
are
related
;
but
,
of
course
,
poor
I
would
never
dream
of
introjuicing
myself
unless
his
Grace
thought
proper
to
remember
our
family-tie
.
”
“
He’s
a
great
soldier
,
”
Jos
said
,
much
more
at
ease
now
the
great
man
was
gone
.
“
Was
there
ever
a
battle
won
like
Salamanca
?
Hey
,
Dobbin
?
But
where
was
it
he
learnt
his
art
?
In
India
,
my
boy
!
The
jungle’s
the
school
for
a
general
,
mark
me
that
.
I
knew
him
myself
,
too
,
Mrs.
O’Dowd
:
we
both
of
us
danced
the
same
evening
with
Miss
Cutler
,
daughter
of
Cutler
of
the
Artillery
,
and
a
devilish
fine
girl
,
at
Dumdum
.
”
The
apparition
of
the
great
personages
held
them
all
in
talk
during
the
drive
;
and
at
dinner
;
and
until
the
hour
came
when
they
were
all
to
go
to
the
Opera
.
It
was
almost
like
Old
England
.
The
house
was
filled
with
familiar
British
faces
,
and
those
toilettes
for
which
the
British
female
has
long
been
celebrated
.
Mrs.
O’Dowd’s
was
not
the
least
splendid
amongst
these
,
and
she
had
a
curl
on
her
forehead
,
and
a
set
of
Irish
diamonds
and
Cairngorms
,
which
outshone
all
the
decorations
in
the
house
,
in
her
notion
.
Her
presence
used
to
excruciate
Osborne
;
but
go
she
would
upon
all
parties
of
pleasure
on
which
she
heard
her
young
friends
were
bent
.
It
never
entered
into
her
thought
but
that
they
must
be
charmed
with
her
company
.
“
She’s
been
useful
to
you
,
my
dear
,
”
George
said
to
his
wife
,
whom
he
could
leave
alone
with
less
scruple
when
she
had
this
society
.
“
But
what
a
comfort
it
is
that
Rebecca’s
come
;
you
will
have
her
for
a
friend
,
and
we
may
get
rid
now
of
this
damn’d
Irishwoman
.
”
To
this
Amelia
did
not
answer
,
yes
or
no
:
and
how
do
we
know
what
her
thoughts
were
?
The
coup-d’
œil
of
the
Brussels
opera-house
did
not
strike
Mrs.
O’Dowd
as
being
so
fine
as
the
theatre
in
Fishamble
Street
,
Dublin
,
nor
was
French
music
at
all
equal
,
in
her
opinion
,
to
the
melodies
of
her
native
country
.
She
favoured
her
friends
with
these
and
other
opinions
in
a
very
loud
tone
of
voice
,
and
tossed
about
a
great
clattering
fan
she
sported
,
with
the
most
splendid
complacency
.
“
Who
is
that
wonderful
woman
with
Amelia
,
Rawdon
,
love
?
”
said
a
lady
in
an
opposite
box
(
who
,
almost
always
civil
to
her
husband
in
private
,
was
more
fond
than
ever
of
him
in
company
)
.
“
Don’t
you
see
that
creature
with
a
yellow
thing
in
her
turban
,
and
a
red
satin
gown
,
and
a
great
watch
?
”
“
Near
the
pretty
little
woman
in
white
?
”
asked
a
middle-aged
gentleman
seated
by
the
querist’s
side
,
with
orders
in
his
button
,
and
several
under-waistcoats
,
and
a
great
,
choky
,
white
stock
.
“
That
pretty
woman
in
white
is
Amelia
,
General
:
you
are
remarking
all
the
pretty
women
,
you
naughty
man
.
”
“
Only
one
,
begad
,
in
the
world
!
”
said
the
General
,
delighted
,
and
the
lady
gave
him
a
tap
with
a
large
bouquet
which
she
had
.
“
Bedad
it’s
him
,
”
said
Mrs.
O’Dowd
;
“
and
that’s
the
very
bokay
he
bought
in
the
Marshy
aux
Flures
!
”
and
when
Rebecca
,
having
caught
her
friend’s
eye
,
performed
the
little
hand-kissing
operation
once
more
,
Mrs.
Major
O’D
.
,
taking
the
compliment
to
herself
,
returned
the
salute
with
a
gracious
smile
,
which
sent
that
unfortunate
Dobbin
shrieking
out
of
the
box
again
.
At
the
end
of
the
act
,
George
was
out
of
the
box
in
a
moment
,
and
he
was
even
going
to
pay
his
respects
to
Rebecca
in
her
loge
.
He
met
Crawley
in
the
lobby
,
however
,
where
they
exchanged
a
few
sentences
upon
the
occurrences
of
the
last
fortnight
.
“
You
found
my
cheque
all
right
at
the
agent’s
?
”
George
said
,
with
a
knowing
air
.
“
All
right
,
my
boy
,
”
Rawdon
answered
.
“
Happy
to
give
you
your
revenge
.
Governor
come
round
?
”
“
Not
yet
,
”
said
George
,
“
but
he
will
;
and
you
know
I’ve
some
private
fortune
through
my
mother
.
Has
Aunty
relented
?
”
“
Sent
me
twenty
pound
,
damned
old
screw
.
When
shall
we
have
a
meet
?
The
General
dines
out
on
Tuesday
.
Can’t
you
come
Tuesday
?
I
say
,
make
Sedley
cut
off
his
moustache
.
What
the
devil
does
a
civilian
mean
with
a
moustache
and
those
infernal
frogs
to
his
coat
?
By-bye
.
Try
and
come
on
Tuesday
;
”
and
Rawdon
was
going
off
with
two
brilliant
young
gentlemen
of
fashion
,
who
were
,
like
himself
,
on
the
staff
of
a
general
officer
.
George
was
only
half
pleased
to
be
asked
to
dinner
on
that
particular
day
when
the
General
was
not
to
dine
.
“
I
will
go
in
and
pay
my
respects
to
your
wife
,
”
said
he
;
at
which
Rawdon
said
,
“
Hm
,
as
you
please
,
”
looking
very
glum
,
and
at
which
the
two
young
officers
exchanged
knowing
glances
.
George
parted
from
them
and
strutted
down
the
lobby
to
the
General’s
box
,
the
number
of
which
he
had
carefully
counted
.
“
Entrez
,
”
said
a
clear
little
voice
,
and
our
friend
found
himself
in
Rebecca’s
presence
;
who
jumped
up
,
clapped
her
hands
together
,
and
held
out
both
of
them
to
George
,
so
charmed
was
she
to
see
him
.
The
General
,
with
the
orders
in
his
button
,
stared
at
the
new
comer
with
a
sulky
scowl
,
as
much
as
to
say
,
who
the
devil
are
you
?
“
My
dear
Captain
George
!
”
cried
little
Rebecca
in
an
ecstasy
.
“
How
good
of
you
to
come
.
The
general
and
I
were
moping
together
tâte-é-tâte
.
General
,
this
is
my
Captain
George
of
whom
you
heard
me
talk
.
”
“
Indeed
,
”
said
the
General
,
with
a
very
small
bow
;
“
of
what
regiment
is
Captain
George
?
”
George
mentioned
the
—
th
;
how
he
wished
he
could
have
said
it
was
a
crack
cavalry
corps
.
“
Come
home
lately
from
the
West
Indies
,
I
believe
.
Not
seen
much
service
in
the
late
war
.
Quartered
here
,
Captain
George
?
”
—
the
General
went
on
with
killing
haughtiness
.
“
Not
Captain
George
,
you
stupid
man
;
Captain
Osborne
,
”
Rebecca
said
.
The
General
all
the
while
was
looking
savagely
from
one
to
the
other
.
“
Captain
Osborne
,
indeed
!
Any
relation
to
the
L
—
Osbornes
?
”
“
We
bear
the
same
arms
,
”
George
said
,
as
indeed
was
the
fact
;
Mr.
Osborne
having
consulted
with
a
herald
in
Long
Acre
,
and
picked
the
L
—
arms
out
of
the
peerage
,
when
he
set
up
his
carriage
fifteen
years
before
.
The
General
made
no
reply
to
this
announcement
;
but
took
up
his
opera-glass
—
the
double-barrelled
lorgnon
was
not
invented
in
those
days
—
and
pretended
to
examine
the
house
,
but
Rebecca
saw
that
his
disengaged
eye
was
working
round
in
her
direction
,
and
shooting
out
blood-shot
glances
at
her
and
George
.
She
redoubled
in
cordiality
.
“
How
is
dearest
Amelia
?
But
I
needn’t
ask
:
how
pretty
she
looks
!
And
who
is
that
nice
good-natured
looking
creature
with
her
—
a
flame
of
yours
?
O
,
you
wicked
man
!
And
there
is
Mr.
Sedley
eating
ice
,
I
declare
:
how
he
seems
to
enjoy
it
!
General
,
why
have
we
not
had
any
ices
?
”
“
Shall
I
go
and
fetch
you
some
?
”
said
the
General
bursting
with
wrath
.
“
Let
me
go
,
I
entreat
you
,
”
George
said
.
“
No
,
I
will
go
to
Amelia’s
box
.
Dear
,
sweet
girl
!
Give
me
your
arm
,
Captain
George
;
”
and
so
saying
,
and
with
a
nod
to
the
General
,
she
tripped
into
the
lobby
.
She
gave
George
the
queerest
knowingest
look
,
when
they
were
together
,
a
look
which
might
have
been
interpreted
,
“
Don’t
you
see
the
state
of
affairs
,
and
what
a
fool
I’m
making
of
him
?
”
But
he
did
not
perceive
it
.
He
was
thinking
of
his
own
plans
,
and
lost
in
pompous
admiration
of
his
own
irresistible
powers
of
pleasing
.
The
curses
to
which
the
General
gave
a
low
utterance
,
as
soon
as
Rebecca
and
her
conqueror
had
quitted
him
,
were
so
deep
,
that
I
am
sure
no
compositor
would
venture
to
print
them
were
they
written
down
.
They
came
from
the
General’s
heart
;
and
a
wonderful
thing
it
is
to
think
that
the
human
heart
is
capable
of
generating
such
produce
,
and
can
throw
out
,
as
occasion
demands
,
such
a
supply
of
lust
and
fury
,
rage
and
hatred
.
Amelia’s
gentle
eyes
,
too
,
had
been
fixed
anxiously
on
the
pair
,
whose
conduct
had
so
chafed
the
jealous
General
;
but
when
Rebecca
entered
her
box
,
she
flew
to
her
friend
with
an
affectionate
rapture
which
showed
itself
,
in
spite
of
the
publicity
of
the
place
;
for
she
embraced
her
dearest
friend
in
the
presence
of
whole
house
,
at
least
in
full
view
of
the
General’s
glass
,
now
brought
to
bear
upon
the
Osborne
party
.
Mrs.
Rawdon
saluted
Jos
,
too
,
with
the
kindliest
greetin
she
admired
Mrs.
O’Dowd’s
large
Cairngorm
brooch
and
superb
Irish
diamonds
,
and
wouldn’t
believe
that
they
were
not
from
Golconda
direct
.
She
bustled
,
she
chattered
,
she
turned
and
twisted
,
and
smiled
upon
one
,
and
smirked
on
another
,
all
in
full
view
of
the
jealous
opera-glass
opposite
.
And
when
the
time
for
the
ballet
came
(
in
which
there
was
no
dancer
that
went
through
her
grimaces
or
performed
her
comedy
of
action
better
)
,
she
skipped
back
to
her
own
box
,
leaning
on
Captain
Dobbin’s
arm
this
time
.
No
,
she
would
not
have
George’s
:
he
must
stay
and
talk
to
his
dearest
,
best
,
little
Amelia
.
“
What
a
humbug
that
woman
is
!
”
honest
old
Dobbin
mumbled
to
George
,
when
he
came
back
from
Rebecca’s
box
,
whither
he
had
conducted
her
in
perfect
silence
,
and
with
a
countenance
as
glum
as
an
undertaker’s
.
“
She
writhes
and
twists
about
like
a
snake
.
All
the
time
she
was
here
,
didn’t
you
see
,
George
,
how
she
was
acting
at
the
General
over
the
way
?
”
“
Humbug
—
acting
!
Hang
it
,
she’s
the
nicest
little
woman
in
England
,
”
George
replied
,
showing
his
white
teeth
,
and
giving
his
ambrosial
whiskers
a
twirl
.
“
You
ain’t
a
man
of
the
world
,
Dobbin
.
Dammy
,
look
at
her
now
,
she’s
talked
over
Tufto
in
no
time
.
Look
how
he’s
laughing
!
Gad
,
what
a
shoulder
she
has
!
Emmy
,
why
didn’t
you
have
a
bouquet
?
Everybody
has
a
bouquet
.
”
“
Faith
,
then
,
why
didn’t
you
boy
one
?
”
Mrs.
O’Dowd
said
;
and
both
Amelia
and
William
Dobbin
thanked
her
for
this
timely
observation
.
But
beyond
this
neither
of
the
ladies
rallied
.
Amelia
was
overpowered
by
the
flash
and
the
dazzle
and
the
fashionable
talk
of
her
worldly
rival
.
Even
the
O’Dowd
was
silent
and
subdued
after
Becky’s
brilliant
apparition
,
and
scarcely
said
a
word
more
about
Glenmalony
all
the
evening
.
“
When
do
you
intend
to
give
up
play
,
George
,
as
you
have
promised
me
,
any
time
these
hundred
years
?
”
Dobbin
said
to
his
friend
a
few
days
after
the
night
at
the
Opera
.
“
When
do
you
intend
to
give
up
sermonising
?
”
was
the
other’s
reply
.
“
What
the
deuce
,
man
,
are
you
alarmed
about
?
We
play
low
;
I
won
last
night
.
You
don’t
suppose
Crawley
cheats
?
With
fair
play
it
comes
to
pretty
much
the
same
thing
at
the
year’s
end
.
”
“
But
I
don’t
think
he
could
pay
if
he
lost
,
”
Dobbin
said
;
and
his
advice
met
with
the
success
which
advice
usually
commands
.
Osborne
and
Crawley
were
repeatedly
together
now
.
General
Tufto
dined
abroad
almost
constantly
.
George
was
always
welcome
in
the
apartments
(
very
close
indeed
to
those
of
the
General
)
which
the
Aide-de-camp
and
his
wife
occupied
in
the
hotel
.
Amelia’s
manners
were
such
when
she
and
George
visited
Crawley
and
his
wife
at
these
quarters
,
that
they
had
very
nearly
come
to
their
first
quarrel
;
that
is
,
George
scolded
his
wife
violently
for
her
evident
unwillingness
to
go
,
and
the
high
and
mighty
manner
in
which
she
comported
herself
towards
Mrs.
Crawley
,
her
old
friend
;
and
Amelia
did
not
say
one
single
word
in
reply
;
but
with
her
husband’s
eye
upon
her
and
Rebecca
scanning
her
,
as
she
felt
,
was
,
if
possible
,
more
bashful
and
awkward
on
the
second
visit
which
she
paid
to
Mrs.
Rawdon
,
than
on
her
first
call
.
Rebecca
was
doubly
affectionate
,
of
course
,
and
would
not
take
notice
,
in
the
least
,
of
her
friend’s
coolness
.
“
I
think
Emmy
has
become
prouder
since
her
father’s
name
was
in
the
—
,
since
Mr.
Sedley’s
misfortunes
,
”
Rebecca
said
,
softening
the
phrase
charitably
for
George’s
ear
.
“
Upon
my
word
,
I
thought
when
we
were
at
Brighton
she
was
doing
me
the
honour
to
be
jealous
of
me
;
and
now
I
suppose
she
is
scandalised
because
Rawdon
,
and
I
,
and
the
General
live
together
.
Why
my
dear
creature
,
how
could
we
,
with
our
means
,
live
at
all
,
but
for
a
friend
to
share
expenses
?
And
do
you
suppose
that
Rawdon
is
not
big
enough
to
take
care
of
my
honour
?
But
I’m
very
much
obliged
to
Emmy
,
very
,
”
Mrs.
Rawdon
said
.
“
Pooh
,
jealousy
!
”
answered
George
,
“
all
women
are
jealous
.
”
“
And
all
men
too
.
Weren’t
you
jealous
of
General
Tufto
,
and
the
General
of
you
,
on
the
night
of
the
Opera
?
Why
,
he
was
ready
to
eat
me
for
going
with
you
to
visit
that
foolish
little
wife
of
yours
;
as
if
I
care
a
pin
for
either
of
you
,
”
Crawley’s
wife
said
,
with
a
pert
toss
of
her
head
.
“
Will
you
dine
here
?
The
dragon
dines
with
the
Commander-in-Chief
.
Great
news
is
stirring
.
They
say
the
French
have
crossed
the
frontier
.
We
shall
have
a
quiet
dinner
.
”
George
accepted
the
invitation
,
although
his
wife
was
a
little
ailing
.
They
were
now
not
quite
six
weeks
married
.
Another
woman
was
laughing
or
sneering
at
her
expense
and
he
not
angry
.
He
was
not
even
angry
with
himself
,
this
good-natured
fellow
.
It
is
a
shame
,
he
owned
to
himself
;
but
hang
it
,
if
a
pretty
woman
will
throw
herself
in
your
way
,
why
,
what
can
a
fellow
do
,
you
know
?
I
am
rather
free
about
women
,
he
had
often
said
,
smiling
and
nodding
knowingly
to
Stubble
and
Spooney
,
and
other
comrades
of
the
mess-table
;
and
they
rather
respected
him
than
otherwise
for
this
prowess
.
Next
to
conquering
in
war
,
conquering
in
love
has
been
a
source
of
pride
,
time
out
of
mind
,
amongst
men
in
Vanity
Fair
,
or
how
should
school-boys
brag
of
their
amours
,
or
Don
Juan
be
popular
?
So
Mr.
Osborne
,
having
a
firm
conviction
in
his
own
mind
that
he
was
a
woman-killer
and
destined
to
conquer
,
did
not
run
counter
to
his
fate
,
but
yielded
himself
up
to
it
quite
complacently
.
And
as
Emmy
did
not
say
much
or
plague
him
with
her
jealousy
,
but
merely
became
unhappy
and
pined
over
it
miserably
in
secret
,
he
chose
to
fancy
that
she
was
not
suspicious
of
what
all
his
acquaintance
were
perfectly
aware
—
namely
,
that
he
was
carrying
on
a
desperate
flirtation
with
Mrs.
Crawley
.
He
rode
with
her
whenever
she
was
free
.
He
pretended
regimental
business
to
Amelia
(
by
which
falsehood
she
was
not
in
the
least
deceived
)
,
and
consigning
his
wife
to
solitude
or
her
brother’s
society
,
passed
his
evenings
in
the
Crawleys’
company
;
losing
money
to
the
husband
and
flattering
himself
that
the
wife
was
dying
of
love
for
him
.
It
is
very
likely
that
this
worthy
couple
never
absolutely
conspired
and
agreed
together
in
so
many
words
:
the
one
to
cajole
the
young
gentleman
,
whilst
the
other
won
his
money
at
cards
;
but
they
understood
each
other
perfectly
well
,
and
Rawdon
let
Osborne
come
and
go
with
entire
good
humour
.
George
was
so
occupied
with
his
new
acquaintances
that
he
and
William
Dobbin
were
by
no
means
so
much
together
as
formerly
.
George
avoided
him
in
public
and
in
the
regiment
,
and
as
we
see
,
did
not
like
those
sermons
which
his
senior
was
disposed
to
inflict
upon
him
.
If
some
parts
of
his
conduct
made
Captain
Dobbin
exceedingly
grave
and
cool
;
of
what
use
was
it
to
tell
George
that
,
though
his
whiskers
were
large
,
and
his
own
opinion
of
his
knowingness
great
,
he
was
as
green
as
a
school-boy
?
that
Rawdon
was
making
a
victim
of
him
as
he
had
done
of
many
before
,
and
as
soon
as
he
had
used
him
would
fling
him
off
with
scorn
?
He
would
not
listen
:
and
so
,
as
Dobbin
,
upon
those
days
when
he
visited
the
Osborne
house
,
seldom
had
the
advantage
of
meeting
his
old
friend
,
much
painful
and
unavailing
talk
between
them
was
spared
.
Our
friend
George
was
in
the
full
career
of
the
pleasures
of
Vanity
Fair
.
There
never
was
,
since
the
days
of
Darius
,
such
a
brilliant
train
of
camp-followers
as
hung
around
the
Duke
of
Wellington’s
army
in
the
Low
Countries
,
in
1815
;
and
led
it
dancing
and
feasting
,
as
it
were
,
up
to
the
very
brink
of
battle
.
A
certain
ball
which
a
noble
Duchess
gave
at
Brussels
on
the
15th
of
June
in
the
above-named
year
is
historical
.
All
Brussels
had
been
in
a
state
of
excitement
about
it
,
and
I
have
heard
from
ladies
who
were
in
that
town
at
the
period
,
that
the
talk
and
interest
of
persons
of
their
own
sex
regarding
the
ball
was
much
greater
even
than
in
respect
of
the
enemy
in
their
front
.
The
struggles
,
intrigues
,
and
prayers
to
get
tickets
were
such
as
only
English
ladies
will
employ
,
in
order
to
gain
admission
to
the
society
of
the
great
of
their
own
nation
.
Jos
and
Mrs.
O’Dowd
,
who
were
panting
to
be
asked
,
strove
in
vain
to
procure
tickets
;
but
others
of
our
friends
were
more
lucky
.
For
instance
,
through
the
interest
of
my
Lord
Bareacres
,
and
as
a
set-off
for
the
dinner
at
the
restaurateur’s
,
George
got
a
card
for
Captain
and
Mrs.
Osborne
;
which
circumstance
greatly
elated
him
.
Dobbin
,
who
was
a
friend
of
the
General
commanding
the
division
in
which
their
regiment
was
,
came
laughing
one
day
to
Mrs.
Osborne
,
and
displayed
a
similar
invitation
,
which
made
Jos
envious
,
and
George
wonder
how
the
deuce
he
should
be
getting
into
society
.
Mr.
and
Mrs.
Rawdon
,
finally
,
were
of
course
invited
;
as
became
the
friends
of
a
General
commanding
a
cavalry
brigade
.
On
the
appointed
night
,
George
,
having
commanded
new
dresses
and
ornaments
of
all
sorts
for
Amelia
,
drove
to
the
famous
ball
,
where
his
wife
did
not
know
a
single
soul
.
After
looking
about
for
Lady
Bareacres
,
who
cut
him
,
thinking
the
card
was
quite
enough
—
and
after
placing
Amelia
on
a
bench
he
left
her
to
her
own
cogitations
there
,
thinking
,
on
his
own
part
,
that
he
had
behaved
very
handsomely
in
getting
her
new
clothes
,
and
bringing
her
to
the
ball
,
where
she
was
free
to
amuse
herself
as
she
liked
.
Her
thoughts
were
not
of
the
pleasantest
,
and
nobody
except
honest
Dobbin
came
to
disturb
them
.
Whilst
her
appearance
was
an
utter
failure
(
as
her
husband
felt
with
a
sort
of
rage
,
)
Mrs.
Rawdon
Crawley’s
début
was
,
on
the
contrary
,
very
brilliant
.
She
arrived
very
late
.
Her
face
was
radiant
;
her
dress
perfection
.
In
the
midst
of
the
great
persons
assembled
,
and
the
eye-glasses
directed
to
her
,
Rebecca
seemed
to
be
as
cool
and
collected
as
when
she
used
to
marshal
Miss
Pinkerton’s
little
girls
to
church
.
Numbers
of
the
men
she
knew
already
,
and
the
dandies
thronged
round
her
.
As
for
the
ladies
,
it
was
whispered
among
them
that
Rawdon
had
run
away
with
her
from
out
of
a
convent
,
and
that
she
was
a
relation
of
the
Montmorency
family
.
She
spoke
French
so
perfectly
that
there
might
be
some
truth
in
this
report
,
and
it
was
agreed
that
her
manners
were
fine
,
and
her
air
distingué
.
Fifty
would-be
partners
thronged
round
her
at
once
,
and
pressed
to
have
the
honour
to
dance
with
her
.
But
she
said
she
was
engaged
,
and
only
going
to
dance
very
little
;
and
made
her
way
at
once
to
the
place
where
Emmy
sat
quite
unnoticed
,
and
dismally
unhappy
.
And
so
,
to
finish
the
poor
child
at
once
,
Mrs.
Rawdon
ran
and
greeted
affectionately
her
dearest
Amelia
,
and
began
forthwith
to
patronise
her
.
She
found
fault
with
her
friend’s
dress
,
and
her
hair-dresser
,
and
wondered
how
she
could
be
so
chaussée
,
and
vowed
that
she
must
send
her
corsetidère
the
next
morning
.
She
vowed
that
it
was
a
delightful
ball
;
that
there
was
everybody
that
every
one
knew
,
and
only
a
very
few
nobodies
in
the
whole
room
.
It
is
a
fact
,
that
in
a
fortnight
,
and
after
three
dinners
in
general
society
,
this
young
woman
had
got
up
the
genteel
jargon
so
well
,
that
a
native
could
not
speak
it
better
;
and
it
was
only
from
her
French
being
so
good
,
that
you
could
know
she
was
not
a
born
woman
of
fashion
.
George
,
who
had
left
Emmy
on
her
bench
on
entering
the
ballroom
,
very
soon
found
his
way
back
when
Rebecca
was
by
her
dear
friend’s
side
.
Becky
was
just
lecturing
Mrs.
Osborne
upon
the
follies
which
her
husband
was
committing
.
“
For
God’s
sake
,
stop
him
from
gambling
,
my
dear
,
”
she
said
,
“
or
he
will
ruin
himself
.
He
and
Rawdon
are
playing
at
cards
every
night
,
and
you
know
he
is
very
poor
,
and
Rawdon
will
win
every
shilling
from
him
if
he
does
not
take
care
.
Why
don’t
you
prevent
him
,
you
little
careless
creature
?
Why
don’t
you
come
to
us
of
an
evening
,
instead
of
moping
at
home
with
that
Captain
Dobbin
.
I
dare
say
he
is
très
aimable
;
how
could
one
love
a
man
with
feet
of
such
size
?
Your
husband’s
feet
are
darlings-Here
he
comes
.
Where
have
you
been
,
wretch
?
Here
is
Emmy
crying
her
eyes
out
for
you
.
Are
you
coming
to
fetch
me
for
the
quadrille
?
”
And
she
left
her
bouquet
and
shawl
by
Amelia’s
side
,
and
tripped
off
with
George
to
dance
.
Women
only
know
how
to
wound
so
.
There
is
a
poison
on
the
tips
of
their
little
shafts
,
which
stings
a
thousand
times
more
than
a
man’s
blunter
weapon
.
Our
poor
Emmy
,
who
had
never
hated
,
never
sneered
all
her
life
,
was
powerless
in
the
hands
of
her
remorseless
little
enemy
.
George
danced
with
Rebecca
twice
or
thrice
—
how
many
times
Amelia
scarcely
knew
.
She
sat
quite
unnoticed
in
her
corner
,
except
when
Rawdon
came
up
with
some
