Osborne fully believed that Dobbin had come to announce his son's surrender. Mr. Chopper and his principal were talking over the matter between George and his father, at the very moment when Dobbin's messenger arrived. Both agreed that George was sending in his submission. Both had been expecting it for some days--and "Lord! Chopper, what a marriage we'll have!" Mr. Osborne said to his clerk, snapping his big fingers, and jingling all the guineas and shillings in his great pockets as he eyed his subordinate with a look of triumph.
With similar operations conducted in both pockets, and a knowing jolly air, Osborne from his chair regarded Dobbin seated blank and silent opposite to him. "What a bumpkin he is for a Captain in the army," old Osborne thought. "I wonder George hasn't taught him better manners."

Osborne believed that Dobbin had come to announce his son's surrender. He had been talking over the likelihood of this with Mr. Chopper just before Dobbin arrived. Both had been expecting George's submission for some days.
"Lord! Chopper, what a marriage we'll have!" Mr. Osborne said to his clerk, jingling the guineas in his great pockets with triumph.
With a knowing air, Osborne regarded Dobbin seated blank and silent opposite him. "What a bumpkin he is for an army Captain," old Osborne thought. "I wonder George hasn't taught him better manners."
