Jos was seated at that moment on deck under the awning, and pretty nearly opposite to the Earl of Bareacres and his family, whose proceedings absorbed the Bengalee almost entirely. Both the noble couple looked rather younger than in the eventful year '15, when Jos remembered to have seen them at Brussels (indeed, he always gave out in India that he was intimately acquainted with them). Lady Bareacres' hair, which was then dark, was now a beautiful golden auburn, whereas Lord Bareacres' whiskers, formerly red, were at present of a rich black with purple and green reflections in the light. But changed as they were, the movements of the noble pair occupied Jos's mind entirely. The presence of a Lord fascinated him, and he could look at nothing else.
"Those people seem to interest you a good deal," said Dobbin, laughing and watching him. Amelia too laughed. She was in a straw bonnet with black ribbons, and otherwise dressed in mourning, but the little bustle and holiday of the journey pleased and excited her, and she looked particularly happy.
"What a heavenly day!" Emmy said and added, with great originality, "I hope we shall have a calm passage."

Jos was seated at that moment on deck, nearly opposite the Earl of Bareacres and his family, whose proceedings absorbed him. Both the noble couple looked rather younger than in the eventful year 1815, when Jos remembered seeing them at Brussels. Lady Bareacres' hair, which was then dark, was now a beautiful auburn, whereas Lord Bareacres' whiskers, formerly red, were a rich black with purple and green reflections in the light. The presence of a Lord fascinated Jos, and he could look at nothing else.
"Those people seem to interest you a good deal," said Dobbin, laughing. Amelia laughed too. She was dressed in mourning, but the little bustle of the journey excited her, and she looked particularly happy.
"What a heavenly day!" she said and added, with great originality, "I hope we shall have a calm passage."
