"The finest young fellow in the regiment," he continued. "Not a braver or handsomer officer in the army; and such a charming wife! How you would like her! how you will like her when you know her, Miss Osborne." The young lady thought the actual moment had arrived, and that Dobbin's nervousness which now came on and was visible in many twitchings of his face, in his manner of beating the ground with his great feet, in the rapid buttoning and unbuttoning of his frock-coat, &c.--Miss Osborne, I say, thought that when he had given himself a little air, he would unbosom himself entirely, and prepared eagerly to listen. And the clock, in the altar on which Iphigenia was situated, beginning, after a preparatory convulsion, to toll twelve, the mere tolling seemed as if it would last until one--so prolonged was the knell to the anxious spinster.
"But it's not about marriage that I came to speak--that is that marriage--that is--no, I mean--my dear Miss Osborne, it's about our dear friend George," Dobbin said.

"The finest young fellow in the regiment," he continued, encouraged. "Not a braver or handsomer officer in the army; and such a charming wife! How you would like her! You will when you know her, Miss Osborne."
The young lady thought the actual moment had arrived, and prepared eagerly to listen.
"But it's not about marriage that I came to speak - that is - no, I mean - my dear Miss Osborne, it's about our dear friend George," Dobbin said.
