"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?"

"What a humbug that woman is!" Dobbin muttered to George on his return. "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?"
