Once, when just from college, and when Horrocks the butler brought him a letter without placing it previously on a tray, he gave that domestic a look, and administered to him a speech so cutting, that Horrocks ever after trembled before him; the whole household bowed to him: Lady Crawley's curl-papers came off earlier when he was at home: Sir Pitt's muddy gaiters disappeared; and if that incorrigible old man still adhered to other old habits, he never fuddled himself with rum-and-water in his son's presence, and only talked to his servants in a very reserved and polite manner; and those persons remarked that Sir Pitt never swore at Lady Crawley while his son was in the room.

When he was at home, Sir Pitt's muddy gaiters disappeared; and the old man never fuddled himself with rum-and-water in his son's presence, and did not swear at Lady Crawley while his son was in the room.


It was he who taught the butler to say, "My lady is served," and who insisted on handing her ladyship in to dinner.


He seldom spoke to her, but when he did it was with the most powerful respect; and he never let her quit the apartment without rising in the most stately manner to open the door, and making an elegant bow at her egress.

Mr Crawley treated his stepmother with respect. He never let her quit the room without rising in the most stately manner to open the door, and making an elegant bow.


At Eton he was called Miss Crawley; and there, I am sorry to say, his younger brother Rawdon used to lick him violently.

At Eton he was called Miss Crawley; and there, I am sorry to say, his younger brother Rawdon used to beat him violently.


But though his parts were not brilliant, he made up for his lack of talent by meritorious industry, and was never known, during eight years at school, to be subject to that punishment which it is generally thought none but a cherub can escape.

But he worked with industry, if not talent, and


At college his career was of course highly creditable.

at college his career was highly creditable.


And here he prepared himself for public life, into which he was to be introduced by the patronage of his grandfather, Lord Binkie, by studying the ancient and modern orators with great assiduity, and by speaking unceasingly at the debating societies.

He prepared for public life by studying the ancient and modern orators, and by speaking unceasingly at the debating societies.


But though he had a fine flux of words, and delivered his little voice with great pomposity and pleasure to himself, and never advanced any sentiment or opinion which was not perfectly trite and stale, and supported by a Latin quotation; yet he failed somehow, in spite of a mediocrity which ought to have insured any man a success.

But though he delivered his little speeches with great pomposity, and never advanced any opinion which was not perfectly trite and stale, yet he failed somehow, in spite of a mediocrity which ought to have ensured success.


He did not even get the prize poem, which all his friends said he was sure of.


After leaving college he became Private Secretary to Lord Binkie, and was then appointed Attache to the Legation at Pumpernickel, which post he filled with perfect honour, and brought home despatches, consisting of Strasburg pie, to the Foreign Minister of the day.

After leaving college he became Private Secretary to his grandfather Lord Binkie, and was then appointed Attach to the Legation at Pumpernickel, which post he filled with perfect honour.


After remaining ten years Attache (several years after the lamented Lord Binkie's demise), and finding the advancement slow, he at length gave up the diplomatic service in some disgust, and began to turn country gentleman.

After ten years, he gave up the diplomatic service in some disgust at his lack of advancement, and began to turn country gentleman.


He wrote a pamphlet on Malt on returning to England (for he was an ambitious man, and always liked to be before the public), and took a strong part in the Negro Emancipation question.

On returning to England he wrote a pamphlet on Malt, and took a strong part in the Negro Emancipation question.


Then he became a friend of Mr. Wilberforce's, whose politics he admired, and had that famous correspondence with the Reverend Silas Hornblower, on the Ashantee Mission.

He was a friend of Mr. Wilberforce's, and became


He was in London, if not for the Parliament session, at least in May, for the religious meetings.


In the country he was a magistrate, and an active visitor and speaker among those destitute of religious instruction.

a magistrate and an active speaker on religious instruction.


He was said to be paying his addresses to Lady Jane Sheepshanks, Lord Southdown's third daughter, and whose sister, Lady Emily, wrote those sweet tracts, "The Sailor's True Binnacle," and "The Applewoman of Finchley Common."


Miss Sharp's accounts of his employment at Queen's Crawley were not caricatures.


He subjected the servants there to the devotional exercises before mentioned, in which (and so much the better) he brought his father to join.


He patronised an Independent meeting-house in Crawley parish, much to the indignation of his uncle the Rector, and to the consequent delight of Sir Pitt, who was induced to go himself once or twice, which occasioned some violent sermons at Crawley parish church, directed point-blank at the Baronet's old Gothic pew there.

He patronised an Independent meeting-house in Crawley parish, much to the indignation of his uncle the Rector, and to the consequent delight of Sir Pitt.


Honest Sir Pitt, however, did not feel the force of these discourses, as he always took his nap during sermon-time.

Mr. Crawley was said to be paying his addresses to Lady Jane Sheepshanks, Lord Southdown's third daughter.


Mr. Crawley was very earnest, for the good of the nation and of the Christian world, that the old gentleman should yield him up his place in Parliament; but this the elder constantly refused to do.

Mr. Crawley thought that his father should yield him up his place in Parliament; but this the elder refused to do.


Both were of course too prudent to give up the fifteen hundred a year which was brought in by the second seat (at this period filled by Mr. Quadroon, with carte blanche on the Slave question); indeed the family estate was much embarrassed, and the income drawn from the borough was of great use to the house of Queen's Crawley.

Both were of course too prudent to give up the fifteen hundred pounds a year which was brought in by selling the second seat (at this time filled by a Mr. Quadroon); for the family estate was in debt.


It had never recovered the heavy fine imposed upon Walpole Crawley, first baronet, for peculation in the Tape and Sealing Wax Office.

Before the heavy fine imposed upon Walpole Crawley for embezzlement,


Sir Walpole was a jolly fellow, eager to seize and to spend money (alieni appetens, sui profusus, as Mr. Crawley would remark with a sigh), and in his day beloved by all the county for the constant drunkenness and hospitality which was maintained at Queen's Crawley.


The cellars were filled with burgundy then, the kennels with hounds, and the stables with gallant hunters; now, such horses as Queen's Crawley possessed went to plough, or ran in the Trafalgar Coach; and it was with a team of these very horses, on an off-day, that Miss Sharp was brought to the Hall; for boor as he was, Sir Pitt was a stickler for his dignity while at home, and seldom drove out but with four horses, and though he dined off boiled mutton, had always three footmen to serve it.

had been filled with burgundy, the kennels with hounds, and the stables with gallant hunters. Now, any horses went to plough, or ran in the public coach.


If mere parsimony could have made a man rich, Sir Pitt Crawley might have become very wealthy--if he had been an attorney in a country town, with no capital but his brains, it is very possible that he would have turned them to good account, and might have achieved for himself a very considerable influence and competency.

If Sir Pitt Crawley had been an attorney in a country town, it is possible that he would have done well.


But he was unluckily endowed with a good name and a large though encumbered estate, both of which went rather to injure than to advance him.

But he was unluckily endowed with a large though encumbered estate.


He had a taste for law, which cost him many thousands yearly; and being a great deal too clever to be robbed, as he said, by any single agent, allowed his affairs to be mismanaged by a dozen, whom he all equally mistrusted.


He was such a sharp landlord, that he could hardly find any but bankrupt tenants; and such a close farmer, as to grudge almost the seed to the ground, whereupon revengeful Nature grudged him the crops which she granted to more liberal husbandmen.

was such a sharp landlord, that he could hardly find any but bankrupt tenants; and such a close farmer, as to grudge almost the seed to the ground.


He speculated in every possible way; he worked mines; bought canal-shares; horsed coaches; took government contracts, and was the busiest man and magistrate of his county.

He speculated in mines and canals and government contracts.


As he would not pay honest agents at his granite quarry, he had the satisfaction of finding that four overseers ran away, and took fortunes with them to America.

But as he would not pay honest agents at his granite quarry, four overseers ran away, and took fortunes with them to America.


For want of proper precautions, his coal-mines filled with water: the government flung his contract of damaged beef upon his hands: and for his coach-horses, every mail proprietor in the kingdom knew that he lost more horses than any man in the country, from underfeeding and buying cheap.


In disposition he was sociable, and far from being proud; nay, he rather preferred the society of a farmer or a horse-dealer to that of a gentleman, like my lord, his son: he was fond of drink, of swearing, of joking with the farmers' daughters: he was never known to give away a shilling or to do a good action, but was of a pleasant, sly, laughing mood, and would cut his joke and drink his glass with a tenant and sell him up the next day; or have his laugh with the poacher he was transporting with equal good humour.

He was sociable, and not proud; he preferred the society of a farmer or a horse-dealer to that of a gentleman. He was fond of drink, of swearing, of joking with the farmers' daughters. He was never known to give away a shilling or to do a good action, but was of a pleasant, sly, laughing mood, and would joke and drink with a tenant and sell him up the next day.


His politeness for the fair sex has already been hinted at by Miss Rebecca Sharp--in a word, the whole baronetage, peerage, commonage of England, did not contain a more cunning, mean, selfish, foolish, disreputable old man.

In a word, the whole baronetage did not contain a more cunning, mean, selfish, foolish, disreputable old man.


That blood-red hand of Sir Pitt Crawley's would be in anybody's pocket except his own; and it is with grief and pain, that, as admirers of the British aristocracy, we find ourselves obliged to admit the existence of so many ill qualities in a person whose name is in Debrett.


One great cause why Mr. Crawley had such a hold over the affections of his father, resulted from money arrangements.

Mr. Crawley's hold over his father resulted from money arrangements.


The Baronet owed his son a sum of money out of the jointure of his mother, which he did not find it convenient to pay; indeed he had an almost invincible repugnance to paying anybody, and could only be brought by force to discharge his debts.

The Baronet owed his son money out of his mother's jointure, which he did not wish to pay; indeed he had a great repugnance to paying anybody, and could only be brought by force to discharge his debts.


Miss Sharp calculated (for she became, as we shall hear speedily, inducted into most of the secrets of the family) that the mere payment of his creditors cost the honourable Baronet several hundreds yearly; but this was a delight he could not forego; he had a savage pleasure in making the poor wretches wait, and in shifting from court to court and from term to term the period of satisfaction.


What's the good of being in Parliament, he said, if you must pay your debts?


Hence, indeed, his position as a senator was not a little useful to him.


Here was a man, who could not spell, and did not care to read--who had the habits and the cunning of a boor: whose aim in life was pettifogging: who never had a taste, or emotion, or enjoyment, but what was sordid and foul; and yet he had rank, and honours, and power, somehow: and was a dignitary of the land, and a pillar of the state.

Here was a boorish man who could not spell, and did not read; who never had an enjoyment but what was sordid and foul; and yet he had rank and power, and was a pillar of the state.


He was high sheriff, and rode in a golden coach.


Great ministers and statesmen courted him; and in Vanity Fair he had a higher place than the most brilliant genius or spotless virtue.


Sir Pitt had an unmarried half-sister who inherited her mother's large fortune, and though the Baronet proposed to borrow this money of her on mortgage, Miss Crawley declined the offer, and preferred the security of the funds.

Sir Pitt had an unmarried half-sister who inherited her mother's large fortune, and though the Baronet proposed to borrow this money from her, Miss Crawley declined the offer.


She had signified, however, her intention of leaving her inheritance between Sir Pitt's second son and the family at the Rectory, and had once or twice paid the debts of Rawdon Crawley in his career at college and in the army.

She said, however, that she intended to leave her inheritance divided between Sir Pitt's second son Rawdon and the family at the Rectory, and had once or twice paid Rawdon Crawley's debts.


Miss Crawley was, in consequence, an object of great respect when she came to Queen's Crawley, for she had a balance at her banker's which would have made her beloved anywhere.

Miss Crawley was, in consequence, an object of great respect when she came to Queen's Crawley.


What a dignity it gives an old lady, that balance at the banker's!

What dignity it gives an old lady, a balance at the banker's!


How tenderly we look at her faults if she is a relative (and may every reader have a score of such), what a kind good-natured old creature we find her!

How tenderly we look at her faults; what a kind good-natured old creature we find her!


How the junior partner of Hobbs and Dobbs leads her smiling to the carriage with the lozenge upon it, and the fat wheezy coachman!


How, when she comes to pay us a visit, we generally find an opportunity to let our friends know her station in the world!


We say (and with perfect truth) I wish I had Miss MacWhirter's signature to a cheque for five thousand pounds.


She is my aunt, say you, in an easy careless way, when your friend asks if Miss MacWhirter is any relative.


Your wife is perpetually sending her little testimonies of affection, your little girls work endless worsted baskets, cushions, and footstools for her.

Your wife is perpetually sending her affectionate gifts, your little girls work endless baskets, cushions, and footstools for her.


What a good fire there is in her room when she comes to pay you a visit, although your wife laces her stays without one!


The house during her stay assumes a festive, neat, warm, jovial, snug appearance not visible at other seasons.

The house during her stay assumes a festive, neat, jovial appearance not visible at other seasons.


You yourself, dear sir, forget to go to sleep after dinner, and find yourself all of a sudden (though you invariably lose) very fond of a rubber.


What good dinners you have--game every day, Malmsey-Madeira, and no end of fish from London.

And what good dinners you have - game every day, and no end of fish from London.


Even the servants in the kitchen share in the general prosperity; and, somehow, during the stay of Miss MacWhirter's fat coachman, the beer is grown much stronger, and the consumption of tea and sugar in the nursery (where her maid takes her meals) is not regarded in the least.


I wish you would send me an old aunt--a maiden aunt--an aunt with a lozenge on her carriage, and a front of light coffee-coloured hair--how my children should work workbags for her, and my Julia and I would make her comfortable!

I wish you would send me a maiden aunt with a carriage - how my Julia and I would make her comfortable!


We must now take leave of Arcadia, and those amiable people practising the rural virtues there, and travel back to London, to inquire what has become of Miss Amelia.

We must now travel back to London, to inquire what has become of Miss Amelia.


"We don't care a fig for her," writes some unknown correspondent with a pretty little handwriting and a pink seal to her note.


"She is fade and insipid," and adds some more kind remarks in this strain, which I should never have repeated at all, but that they are in truth prodigiously complimentary to the young lady whom they concern.

; "she is insipid;" a kind remark which in truth is complimentary to the young lady.


Has the beloved reader, in his experience of society, never heard similar remarks by good-natured female friends; who always wonder what you CAN see in Miss Smith that is so fascinating; or what COULD induce Major Jones to propose for that silly insignificant simpering Miss Thompson, who has nothing but her wax-doll face to recommend her?

Has the beloved reader never heard similar remarks by female friends; who always wonder what you can see in Miss Smith, or what could induce Major Jones to propose for that silly simpering Miss Thompson, who has nothing but her wax-doll face to recommend her?


What is there in a pair of pink cheeks and blue eyes forsooth?


these dear Moralists ask, and hint wisely that the gifts of genius, the accomplishments of the mind, the mastery of Mangnall's Questions, and a ladylike knowledge of botany and geology, the knack of making poetry, the power of rattling sonatas in the Herz-manner, and so forth, are far more valuable endowments for a female, than those fugitive charms which a few years will inevitably tarnish.

These dear Moralists hint wisely that the accomplishments of the mind, a ladylike knowledge of botany and geology, and the power of rattling out sonatas and so forth, are far more valuable than those fugitive charms which a few years will tarnish.


It is quite edifying to hear women speculate upon the worthlessness and the duration of beauty.

It is quite edifying to hear women speculate upon the worthlessness of beauty.


But though virtue is a much finer thing, and those hapless creatures who suffer under the misfortune of good looks ought to be continually put in mind of the fate which awaits them; and though, very likely, the heroic female character which ladies admire is a more glorious and beautiful object than the kind, fresh, smiling, artless, tender little domestic goddess, whom men are inclined to worship--yet the latter and inferior sort of women must have this consolation--that the men do admire them after all; and that, in spite of all our kind friends' warnings and protests, we go on in our desperate error and folly, and shall to the end of the chapter.

But though virtue is a much finer thing, and though, very likely, the heroic female character which ladies admire is a more glorious object than the fresh, artless, tender little domestic goddess, yet men do admire the latter more.


Indeed, for my own part, though I have been repeatedly told by persons for whom I have the greatest respect, that Miss Brown is an insignificant chit, and Mrs. White has nothing but her petit minois chiffonne, and Mrs. Black has not a word to say for herself; yet I know that I have had the most delightful conversations with Mrs. Black (of course, my dear Madam, they are inviolable): I see all the men in a cluster round Mrs. White's chair: all the young fellows battling to dance with Miss Brown; and so I am tempted to think that to be despised by her sex is a very great compliment to a woman.

Though I have been repeatedly told that Miss Brown is an insignificant chit, yet I see all the young fellows battling to dance with her; and so I think that to be despised by her sex is a very great compliment to a woman.


The young ladies in Amelia's society did this for her very satisfactorily.


For instance, there was scarcely any point upon which the Misses Osborne, George's sisters, and the Mesdemoiselles Dobbin agreed so well as in their estimate of her very trifling merits: and their wonder that their brothers could find any charms in her.

The Misses Osborne, George's sisters, and the Misses Dobbin agreed about nothing so well as her very trifling merits, and their wonder that their brothers could find any charms in her.


"We are kind to her," the Misses Osborne said, a pair of fine black-browed young ladies who had had the best of governesses, masters, and milliners; and they treated her with such extreme kindness and condescension, and patronised her so insufferably, that the poor little thing was in fact perfectly dumb in their presence, and to all outward appearance as stupid as they thought her.

"We are kind to her," said the Misses Osborne, a pair of fine black-browed young ladies who had had the best governesses and milliners. They treated Amelia with such extreme kindness and condescension, and patronised her so insufferably, that the poor little thing was perfectly dumb and stupid in their presence.


She made efforts to like them, as in duty bound, and as sisters of her future husband.


She passed "long mornings" with them--the most dreary and serious of forenoons.

passed the most dreary mornings with them.


She drove out solemnly in their great family coach with them, and Miss Wirt their governess, that raw-boned Vestal.

She drove out in their great family coach


They took her to the ancient concerts by way of a treat, and to the oratorio, and to St. Paul's to see the charity children, where in such terror was she of her friends, she almost did not dare be affected by the hymn the children sang.

; they took her to concerts, and to St. Paul's to see the charity children.


Their house was comfortable; their papa's table rich and handsome; their society solemn and genteel; their self-respect prodigious; they had the best pew at the Foundling: all their habits were pompous and orderly, and all their amusements intolerably dull and decorous.

Their house was comfortable; their society solemn and genteel; their self-respect prodigious; all their habits were pompous and orderly, and all their amusements intolerably dull and decorous.


After every one of her visits (and oh how glad she was when they were over!)


Miss Osborne and Miss Maria Osborne, and Miss Wirt, the vestal governess, asked each other with increased wonder, "What could George find in that creature?"

visit Miss Osborne and Miss Maria Osborne, and Miss Wirt the governess, asked each other with increased wonder, "What could George find in that creature?"


How is it that Amelia, who had such a number of friends at school, and was so beloved there, comes out into the world and is spurned by her discriminating sex?

How is it that Amelia, who had so many loving friends at school, comes out into the world and is spurned by her sex?


My dear sir, there were no men at Miss Pinkerton's establishment except the old dancing-master; and you would not have had the girls fall out about HIM?

My dear sir, there were no men at Miss Pinkerton's establishment except the old dancing-master.


When George, their handsome brother, ran off directly after breakfast, and dined from home half-a-dozen times a week, no wonder the neglected sisters felt a little vexation.

When George, their handsome brother, ran off directly after breakfast, and dined away from home half-a-dozen times a week, his neglected sisters felt a little vexed.


When young Bullock (of the firm of Hulker, Bullock & Co., Bankers, Lombard Street), who had been making up to Miss Maria the last two seasons, actually asked Amelia to dance the cotillon, could you expect that the former young lady should be pleased?

When young Bullock (of Bullock & Co., Bankers), who had been making up to Miss Maria Osborne the last two seasons, asked Amelia to dance, could you expect Maria to be pleased?


And yet she said she was, like an artless forgiving creature.


"I'm so delighted you like dear Amelia," she said quite eagerly to Mr. Bullock after the dance.

"I'm so delighted you like dear Amelia," she said quite eagerly to Mr. Bullock.


"She's engaged to my brother George; there's not much in her, but she's the best-natured and most unaffected young creature: at home we're all so fond of her."

"She's engaged to my brother George; there's not much in her, but we're all so fond of her."


who can calculate the depth of affection expressed in that enthusiastic SO?


Miss Wirt and these two affectionate young women so earnestly and frequently impressed upon George Osborne's mind the enormity of the sacrifice he was making, and his romantic generosity in throwing himself away upon Amelia, that I'm not sure but that he really thought he was one of the most deserving characters in the British army, and gave himself up to be loved with a good deal of easy resignation.

Miss Wirt and these two affectionate young women so frequently reminded George Osborne of the great sacrifice he was making in throwing himself away upon Amelia, that he really thought he was one of the most deserving characters in the British army.


Somehow, although he left home every morning, as was stated, and dined abroad six days in the week, when his sisters believed the infatuated youth to be at Miss Sedley's apron-strings: he was NOT always with Amelia, whilst the world supposed him at her feet.

Although he dined out six days a week, when his sisters believed him to be with Amelia, he was not always with her.


Certain it is that on more occasions than one, when Captain Dobbin called to look for his friend, Miss Osborne (who was very attentive to the Captain, and anxious to hear his military stories, and to know about the health of his dear Mamma), would laughingly point to the opposite side of the square, and say, "Oh, you must go to the Sedleys' to ask for George; WE never see him from morning till night."

On several occasions, when Captain Dobbin called for his friend, Miss Osborne (who was very attentive to the Captain) would laughingly point across the square, and say, "Oh, you must go to the Sedleys' for George; we never see him."


At which kind of speech the Captain would laugh in rather an absurd constrained manner, and turn off the conversation, like a consummate man of the world, to some topic of general interest, such as the Opera, the Prince's last ball at Carlton House, or the weather--that blessing to society.

At which the Captain would laugh in a rather constrained manner, and turn the conversation to some other topic.


"What an innocent it is, that pet of yours," Miss Maria would then say to Miss Jane, upon the Captain's departure.

"What an innocent it is," Miss Maria would then say to Miss Jane, upon his departure.


"Did you see how he blushed at the mention of poor George on duty?"


"It's a pity Frederick Bullock hadn't some of his modesty, Maria," replies the elder sister, with a toss of he head.

"It's a pity Frederick Bullock hasn't some of his modesty, Maria," replied the elder sister, with a toss of her head.


I don't want Frederick to trample a hole in my muslin frock, as Captain Dobbin did in yours at Mrs. Perkins'."


The fact is, when Captain Dobbin blushed so, and looked so awkward, he remembered a circumstance of which he did not think it was necessary to inform the young ladies, viz., that he had been calling at Mr. Sedley's house already, on the pretence of seeing George, of course, and George wasn't there, only poor little Amelia, with rather a sad wistful face, seated near the drawing-room window, who, after some very trifling stupid talk, ventured to ask, was there any truth in the report that the regiment was soon to be ordered abroad; and had Captain Dobbin seen Mr. Osborne that day?

The fact is, when Captain Dobbin blushed, and looked so awkward, it was because he had already called at Mr. Sedley's house, and George wasn't there, only poor little Amelia, with rather a sad wistful face, who asked, had Captain Dobbin seen Mr. Osborne that day?


The regiment was not ordered abroad as yet; and Captain Dobbin had not seen George.


"He was with his sister, most likely," the Captain said.


So she gave him her hand kindly and gratefully: and he crossed the square; and she waited and waited, but George never came.

So he crossed the square to fetch the truant; and Amelia waited and waited, but George never came.


and so it goes on hoping and beating, and longing and trusting.


You see it is not much of a life to describe.


There is not much of what you call incident in it.


Only one feeling all day--when will he come?

Only one feeling all day - when will he come?


only one thought to sleep and wake upon.


I believe George was playing billiards with Captain Cannon in Swallow Street at the time when Amelia was asking Captain Dobbin about him; for George was a jolly sociable fellow, and excellent in all games of skill.

I believe George was playing billiards with Captain Cannon when Amelia was asking Captain Dobbin about him; for George was a sociable fellow, and excellent in games of skill.


Once, after three days of absence, Miss Amelia put on her bonnet, and actually invaded the Osborne house.


says she, with her eyes filled with tears.

said she, with her eyes filled with tears.


She only came over to--to see her dear friends; they had not met for so long.

She only came over to see her dear friends; they had not met for so long.


And this day she was so perfectly stupid and awkward, that the Misses Osborne and their governess, who stared after her as she went sadly away, wondered more than ever what George could see in poor little Amelia.

And this day she was so perfectly stupid and awkward, that the Misses Osborne wondered more than ever what George could see in her.


How was she to bare that timid little heart for the inspection of those young ladies with their bold black eyes?

How was she to bare that timid little heart for the inspection of those bold young ladies?


It was best that it should shrink and hide itself.


I know the Misses Osborne were excellent critics of a Cashmere shawl, or a pink satin slip; and when Miss Turner had hers dyed purple, and made into a spencer; and when Miss Pickford had her ermine tippet twisted into a muff and trimmings, I warrant you the changes did not escape the two intelligent young women before mentioned.

The Misses Osborne were excellent critics of a Cashmere shawl, or a pink satin slip;


But there are things, look you, of a finer texture than fur or satin, and all Solomon's glories, and all the wardrobe of the Queen of Sheba--things whereof the beauty escapes the eyes of many connoisseurs.

but there are things of a finer texture than satin.


And there are sweet modest little souls on which you light, fragrant and blooming tenderly in quiet shady places; and there are garden-ornaments, as big as brass warming-pans, that are fit to stare the sun itself out of countenance.

And there are sweet modest little souls blooming tenderly in quiet shady places.


Miss Sedley was not of the sunflower sort; and I say it is out of the rules of all proportion to draw a violet of the size of a double dahlia.


No, indeed; the life of a good young girl who is in the paternal nest as yet, can't have many of those thrilling incidents to which the heroine of romance commonly lays claim.

The life of a good young girl who is still in the paternal nest can't have many of those thrilling incidents which happen to the heroine of a romance.


Snares or shot may take off the old birds foraging without--hawks may be abroad, from which they escape or by whom they suffer; but the young ones in the nest have a pretty comfortable unromantic sort of existence in the down and the straw, till it comes to their turn, too, to get on the wing.


While Becky Sharp was on her own wing in the country, hopping on all sorts of twigs, and amid a multiplicity of traps, and pecking up her food quite harmless and successful, Amelia lay snug in her home of Russell Square; if she went into the world, it was under the guidance of the elders; nor did it seem that any evil could befall her or that opulent cheery comfortable home in which she was affectionately sheltered.

While Becky Sharp was on the wing in the country, hopping on all sorts of twigs, amid a multiplicity of traps, and pecking up her food quite successfully, Amelia lay snug in her nest at Russell Square; that cheery comfortable home in which she was affectionately sheltered.


Mamma had her morning duties, and her daily drive, and the delightful round of visits and shopping which forms the amusement, or the profession as you may call it, of the rich London lady.

Mamma had her morning duties, and her daily drive, and the delightful round of visits and shopping which is the profession of the rich London lady.


Papa conducted his mysterious operations in the City--a stirring place in those days, when war was raging all over Europe, and empires were being staked; when the "Courier" newspaper had tens of thousands of subscribers; when one day brought you a battle of Vittoria, another a burning of Moscow, or a newsman's horn blowing down Russell Square about dinner-time, announced such a fact as--"Battle of Leipsic--six hundred thousand men engaged--total defeat of the French--two hundred thousand killed."

Papa conducted his mysterious operations in the City - a stirring place in those days, when war was raging all over Europe.


Old Sedley once or twice came home with a very grave face; and no wonder, when such news as this was agitating all the hearts and all the Stocks of Europe.

Old Sedley once or twice came home with a very grave face; and no wonder, when news of battles and retreats was agitating all the stock-markets.


Meanwhile matters went on in Russell Square, Bloomsbury, just as if matters in Europe were not in the least disorganised.

Meanwhile matters went on in Russell Square just the same.


The retreat from Leipsic made no difference in the number of meals Mr. Sambo took in the servants' hall; the allies poured into France, and the dinner-bell rang at five o'clock just as usual.

The retreat from Leipsic made no difference to the meals in the servants' hall; the allies poured into France, and the dinner-bell rang at five o'clock just as usual.


I don't think poor Amelia cared anything about Brienne and Montmirail, or was fairly interested in the war until the abdication of the Emperor; when she clapped her hands and said prayers--oh, how grateful!

I don't think poor Amelia was interested in the war until Napoleon abdicated; when she clapped her hands and prayed - oh, how gratefully!


and flung herself into George Osborne's arms with all her soul, to the astonishment of everybody who witnessed that ebullition of sentiment.

and flung herself into George Osborne's arms, to everyone's astonishment.


The fact is, peace was declared, Europe was going to be at rest; the Corsican was overthrown, and Lieutenant Osborne's regiment would not be ordered on service.

Peace was declared, Napoleon was overthrown, and Lieutenant Osborne's regiment would not need to fight.


That was the way in which Miss Amelia reasoned.


The fate of Europe was Lieutenant George Osborne to her.


His dangers being over, she sang Te Deum.


He was her Europe: her emperor: her allied monarchs and august prince regent.


He was her sun and moon; and I believe she thought the grand illumination and ball at the Mansion House, given to the sovereigns, were especially in honour of George Osborne.


We have talked of shift, self, and poverty, as those dismal instructors under whom poor Miss Becky Sharp got her education.

We have talked of poverty as Becky Sharp's dismal instructor.


Now, love was Miss Amelia Sedley's last tutoress, and it was amazing what progress our young lady made under that popular teacher.

Now love was Miss Amelia Sedley's tutor, and it was amazing what progress our young lady made under that teacher.


In the course of fifteen or eighteen months' daily and constant attention to this eminent finishing governess, what a deal of secrets Amelia learned, which Miss Wirt and the black-eyed young ladies over the way, which old Miss Pinkerton of Chiswick herself, had no cognizance of!

In the course of eighteen months, what a deal of secrets Amelia learned, which Miss Wirt and the young ladies over the way had no knowledge of!


As, indeed, how should any of those prim and reputable virgins?


With Misses P. and W. the tender passion is out of the question: I would not dare to breathe such an idea regarding them.


Miss Maria Osborne, it is true, was "attached" to Mr. Frederick Augustus Bullock, of the firm of Hulker, Bullock & Bullock; but hers was a most respectable attachment, and she would have taken Bullock Senior just the same, her mind being fixed--as that of a well-bred young woman should be--upon a house in Park Lane, a country house at Wimbledon, a handsome chariot, and two prodigious tall horses and footmen, and a fourth of the annual profits of the eminent firm of Hulker & Bullock, all of which advantages were represented in the person of Frederick Augustus.

Miss Maria Osborne, it is true, was "attached" to Mr. Frederick Bullock, but hers was a most respectable attachment, and she would have taken the gouty old Bullock Senior if he had not been married. Her mind was fixed - as a well-bred young lady's should be - upon a house in Park Lane, a country home at Wimbledon, a handsome carriage, and a fourth of the annual profits of Hulker & Bullock.


Had orange blossoms been invented then (those touching emblems of female purity imported by us from France, where people's daughters are universally sold in marriage), Miss Maria, I say, would have assumed the spotless wreath, and stepped into the travelling carriage by the side of gouty, old, bald-headed, bottle-nosed Bullock Senior; and devoted her beautiful existence to his happiness with perfect modesty--only the old gentleman was married already; so she bestowed her young affections on the junior partner.


The other day I saw Miss Trotter (that was), arrayed in them, trip into the travelling carriage at St. George's, Hanover Square, and Lord Methuselah hobbled in after.


With what an engaging modesty she pulled down the blinds of the chariot--the dear innocent!


There were half the carriages of Vanity Fair at the wedding.


This was not the sort of love that finished Amelia's education; and in the course of a year turned a good young girl into a good young woman--to be a good wife presently, when the happy time should come.

This was not the sort of love that finished Amelia's education, and over the year turned a good young girl into a good young woman.


This young person (perhaps it was very imprudent in her parents to encourage her, and abet her in such idolatry and silly romantic ideas) loved, with all her heart, the young officer in His Majesty's service with whom we have made a brief acquaintance.

She loved George Osborne with all her heart.


She thought about him the very first moment on waking; and his was the very last name mentioned in her prayers.

She thought about him the first moment on waking; and his was the last name mentioned in her prayers.


She never had seen a man so beautiful or so clever: such a figure on horseback: such a dancer: such a hero in general.


She had seen Mr. Brummell, whom everybody praised so.


Compare such a person as that to her George!


Not amongst all the beaux at the Opera (and there were beaux in those days with actual opera hats) was there any one to equal him.


He was only good enough to be a fairy prince; and oh, what magnanimity to stoop to such a humble Cinderella!

He was good enough to be a fairy prince; and oh, what magnanimity to stoop to such a humble Cinderella!


Miss Pinkerton would have tried to check this blind devotion very likely, had she been Amelia's confidante; but not with much success, depend upon it.


It is in the nature and instinct of some women.


Some are made to scheme, and some to love; and I wish any respected bachelor that reads this may take the sort that best likes him.

Some are made to scheme, and some to love.


While under this overpowering impression, Miss Amelia neglected her twelve dear friends at Chiswick most cruelly, as such selfish people commonly will do.

Meanwhile, Miss Amelia neglected her twelve dear friends at Chiswick most cruelly


She had but this subject, of course, to think about; and Miss Saltire was too cold for a confidante, and she couldn't bring her mind to tell Miss Swartz, the woolly-haired young heiress from St. Kitt's.


She had little Laura Martin home for the holidays; and my belief is, she made a confidante of her, and promised that Laura should come and live with her when she was married, and gave Laura a great deal of information regarding the passion of love, which must have been singularly useful and novel to that little person.

although she had little Laura Martin for the holidays; and made a confidante of her, and promised that Laura should come and live with her when she was married, and gave Laura a great deal of information about love, which must have been singularly useful to that little person.


I fear poor Emmy had not a well-regulated mind.


What were her parents doing, not to keep this little heart from beating so fast?

What were her parents doing to help her?


Old Sedley did not seem much to notice matters.

Old Sedley did not seem to notice matters.


He was graver of late, and his City affairs absorbed him.


Mrs. Sedley was of so easy and uninquisitive a nature that she wasn't even jealous.


Mr. Jos was away, being besieged by an Irish widow at Cheltenham.


too much to herself sometimes--not that she ever doubted; for, to be sure, George must be at the Horse Guards; and he can't always get leave from Chatham; and he must see his friends and sisters, and mingle in society when in town (he, such an ornament to every society!

too much to herself sometimes - not that she ever doubted George; for, to be sure, he must be at the Horse Guards; and he must see his friends and sisters when he is in town;


); and when he is with the regiment, he is too tired to write long letters.


I know where she kept that packet she had--and can steal in and out of her chamber like Iachimo--like Iachimo?


I will only act Moonshine, and peep harmless into the bed where faith and beauty and innocence lie dreaming.


But if Osborne's were short and soldierlike letters, it must be confessed, that were Miss Sedley's letters to Mr. Osborne to be published, we should have to extend this novel to such a multiplicity of volumes as not the most sentimental reader could support; that she not only filled sheets of large paper, but crossed them with the most astonishing perverseness; that she wrote whole pages out of poetry-books without the least pity; that she underlined words and passages with quite a frantic emphasis; and, in fine, gave the usual tokens of her condition.

But if Osborne's letters were short and soldier-like, Miss Sedley in return not only filled large sheets of paper, but crossed and underlined her writing, and copied whole pages out of poetry-books.


She wrote rather doubtful grammar sometimes, and in her verses took all sorts of liberties with the metre.


But oh, mesdames, if you are not allowed to touch the heart sometimes in spite of syntax, and are not to be loved until you all know the difference between trimeter and tetrameter, may all Poetry go to the deuce, and every schoolmaster perish miserably!

But if you are not allowed to touch the heart in spite of poor syntax, may all Poetry go to the deuce, and every schoolmaster perish miserably!


When Lord Steyne was benevolently disposed, he did nothing by halves, and his kindness towards the Crawley family did the greatest honour to his benevolent discrimination.

When Lord Steyne was feeling benevolent, he did nothing by halves, and he was generous to the Crawleys.


His lordship extended his good-will to little Rawdon: he pointed out to the boy's parents the necessity of sending him to a public school, that he was of an age now when emulation, the first principles of the Latin language, pugilistic exercises, and the society of his fellow-boys would be of the greatest benefit to the boy.

He extended his goodwill to little Rawdon, pointing out to the boy's parents the necessity of sending him to a public school.


His father objected that he was not rich enough to send the child to a good public school; his mother that Briggs was a capital mistress for him, and had brought him on (as indeed was the fact) famously in English, the Latin rudiments, and in general learning: but all these objections disappeared before the generous perseverance of the Marquis of Steyne.

His father objected that he was not rich enough; his mother said that Briggs was a capital mistress for him, and had brought him on (as indeed was the fact) well in English, the Latin rudiments, and general learning: but all these objections disappeared before the perseverance of the Marquis of Steyne.


His lordship was one of the governors of that famous old collegiate institution called the Whitefriars.

His lordship was one of the governors of Whitefriars


It had been a Cistercian Convent in old days, when the Smithfield, which is contiguous to it, was a tournament ground.

college, which had been a Cistercian Convent in old days.


Obstinate heretics used to be brought thither convenient for burning hard by.

Obstinate heretics used to be brought there convenient for burning.


Henry VIII, the Defender of the Faith, seized upon the monastery and its possessions and hanged and tortured some of the monks who could not accommodate themselves to the pace of his reform.


Finally, a great merchant bought the house and land adjoining, in which, and with the help of other wealthy endowments of land and money, he established a famous foundation hospital for old men and children.

; finally, a great merchant bought the house and land and established a famous foundation hospital for old men and children


An extern school grew round the old almost monastic foundation, which subsists still with its middle-age costume and usages--and all Cistercians pray that it may long flourish.


Of this famous house, some of the greatest noblemen, prelates, and dignitaries in England are governors: and as the boys are very comfortably lodged, fed, and educated, and subsequently inducted to good scholarships at the University and livings in the Church, many little gentlemen are devoted to the ecclesiastical profession from their tenderest years, and there is considerable emulation to procure nominations for the foundation.


It was originally intended for the sons of poor and deserving clerics and laics, but many of the noble governors of the Institution, with an enlarged and rather capricious benevolence, selected all sorts of objects for their bounty.

It was originally intended for the sons of the poor and deserving, but the noble governors selected all sorts of boys.


To get an education for nothing, and a future livelihood and profession assured, was so excellent a scheme that some of the richest people did not disdain it; and not only great men's relations, but great men themselves, sent their sons to profit by the chance--Right Rev. prelates sent their own kinsmen or the sons of their clergy, while, on the other hand, some great noblemen did not disdain to patronize the children of their confidential servants--so that a lad entering this establishment had every variety of youthful society wherewith to mingle.

To get an education for nothing, with a future livelihood in the church assured, was so excellent a scheme that some of the richest people did not disdain it; and great men sent their sons to profit from it - while other great noblemen sent the children of their close servants - so that a lad entering this school might mingle with every variety of youthful society.


Rawdon Crawley, though the only book which he studied was the Racing Calendar, and though his chief recollections of polite learning were connected with the floggings which he received at Eton in his early youth, had that decent and honest reverence for classical learning which all English gentlemen feel, and was glad to think that his son was to have a provision for life, perhaps, and a certain opportunity of becoming a scholar.

Colonel Crawley, though his chief memories of learning were of the floggings which he received at Eton, had a decent reverence for classical learning, and was glad to think that his son was to have an opportunity of becoming a scholar.


And although his boy was his chief solace and companion, and endeared to him by a thousand small ties, about which he did not care to speak to his wife, who had all along shown the utmost indifference to their son, yet Rawdon agreed at once to part with him and to give up his own greatest comfort and benefit for the sake of the welfare of the little lad.

And although his boy was his chief solace and companion, and endeared to him by a thousand small ties, about which he did not speak to his wife, who showed the utmost indifference to their son - yet Rawdon agreed to part with him for the sake of the lad's welfare.


He did not know how fond he was of the child until it became necessary to let him go away.

He did not know how fond he was of the child until he went away.


When he was gone, he felt more sad and downcast than he cared to own--far sadder than the boy himself, who was happy enough to enter a new career and find companions of his own age.

Then he felt more downcast than he cared to admit - far sadder than the boy himself, who was happy enough to enter a new career and find companions of his own age.


Becky burst out laughing once or twice when the Colonel, in his clumsy, incoherent way, tried to express his sentimental sorrows at the boy's departure.

Becky burst out laughing when the Colonel tried clumsily to express his sorrow.


The poor fellow felt that his dearest pleasure and closest friend was taken from him.


He looked often and wistfully at the little vacant bed in his dressing-room, where the child used to sleep.

He looked wistfully at the little vacant bed in his dressing-room, where the child used to sleep.


He missed him sadly of mornings and tried in vain to walk in the park without him.

He tried in vain to walk in the park without him.


He did not know how solitary he was until little Rawdon was gone.


He liked the people who were fond of him, and would go and sit for long hours with his good-natured sister Lady Jane, and talk to her about the virtues, and good looks, and hundred good qualities of the child.

He would go and sit for long hours with his good-natured sister-in-law Lady Jane, and talk to her about the hundred good qualities of the child.


Young Rawdon's aunt, we have said, was very fond of him, as was her little girl, who wept copiously when the time for her cousin's departure came.

Young Rawdon's aunt was very fond of him, as was her little girl, who wept copiously when her cousin departed.


The elder Rawdon was thankful for the fondness of mother and daughter.


The very best and honestest feelings of the man came out in these artless outpourings of paternal feeling in which he indulged in their presence, and encouraged by their sympathy.

His very best feelings came out in the artless parental outpourings in which he indulged in their sympathetic presence.


He secured not only Lady Jane's kindness, but her sincere regard, by the feelings which he manifested, and which he could not show to his own wife.

As a result, Lady Jane felt sincere regard for him.


The two kinswomen met as seldom as possible.


Becky laughed bitterly at Jane's feelings and softness; the other's kindly and gentle nature could not but revolt at her sister's callous behaviour.

Becky, on the other hand, laughed bitterly at Jane's feelings and softness; and the other's gentle nature revolted at her sister-in-law's callous behaviour.


It estranged Rawdon from his wife more than he knew or acknowledged to himself.


She did not care about the estrangement.


Indeed, she did not miss him or anybody.


She looked upon him as her errand-man and humble slave.


He might be ever so depressed or sulky, and she did not mark his demeanour, or only treated it with a sneer.

He might be depressed or sulky, and she did not notice, or only treated it with a sneer.


She was busy thinking about her position, or her pleasures, or her advancement in society; she ought to have held a great place in it, that is certain.

She was busy thinking about her position, her pleasures, or her advancement in society.


It was honest Briggs who made up the little kit for the boy which he was to take to school.

It was honest Briggs who made up the little kit for the boy to take to school.


Molly, the housemaid, blubbered in the passage when he went away--Molly kind and faithful in spite of a long arrear of unpaid wages.

Dolly the housemaid, faithful in spite of unpaid wages, blubbered in the passage when he went away.


Mrs. Becky could not let her husband have the carriage to take the boy to school.


Take the horses into the City!--such a thing was never heard of.


She did not offer to kiss him when he went, nor did the child propose to embrace her; but gave a kiss to old Briggs (whom, in general, he was very shy of caressing), and consoled her by pointing out that he was to come home on Saturdays, when she would have the benefit of seeing him.

Becky, however, did not offer to kiss him, nor did the child try to embrace her; but gave a kiss to old Briggs and consoled her by pointing out that he was to come home on Saturdays.


As the cab rolled towards the City, Becky's carriage rattled off to the park.

Becky would not allow Rawdon to take the son to school in the carriage: as they rolled away in a cab, her carriage rattled off to the park.


She was chattering and laughing with a score of young dandies by the Serpentine as the father and son entered at the old gates of the school--where Rawdon left the child and came away with a sadder purer feeling in his heart than perhaps that poor battered fellow had ever known since he himself came out of the nursery.

She was chattering and laughing with a score of young dandies by the Serpentine as the father and son entered the school. Rawdon left the child and came away with a sadder, purer feeling in his heart than perhaps that poor battered fellow had ever known.


He walked all the way home very dismally, and dined alone with Briggs.

He walked home very dismally, and dined alone with Briggs.


He was very kind to her and grateful for her love and watchfulness over the boy.

He was grateful for her love and watchfulness over the boy.


His conscience smote him that he had borrowed Briggs's money and aided in deceiving her.

His conscience smote him that he had borrowed Briggs's money and deceived her.


They talked about little Rawdon a long time, for Becky only came home to dress and go out to dinner--and then he went off uneasily to drink tea with Lady Jane, and tell her of what had happened, and how little Rawdon went off like a trump, and how he was to wear a gown and little knee-breeches, and how young Blackball, Jack Blackball's son, of the old regiment, had taken him in charge and promised to be kind to him.

They talked about little Rawdon a long time, for Becky only came home to dress and go out to dinner. Then he went to drink tea with Lady Jane, and tell her how little Rawdon went off like a trump, and how he was to wear a gown and knee-breeches, and how young Blackball, Jack Blackball's son, of the old regiment, had taken him in charge and promised to be kind to him.


In the course of a week, young Blackball had constituted little Rawdon his fag, shoe-black, and breakfast toaster; initiated him into the mysteries of the Latin Grammar; and thrashed him three or four times, but not severely.

In the course of a week, young Blackball had made little Rawdon his fag, shoe-black, and breakfast toaster; initiated him into the mysteries of the Latin Grammar; and thrashed him three or four times, but not severely.


The little chap's good-natured honest face won his way for him.

The little chap's good-natured face won his way.


He only got that degree of beating which was, no doubt, good for him; and as for blacking shoes, toasting bread, and fagging in general, were these offices not deemed to be necessary parts of every young English gentleman's education?

He only got that degree of beating which was, no doubt, good for him; and as for blacking shoes, toasting bread, and fagging in general, were these offices not deemed necessary to every English gentleman's education?


Our business does not lie with the second generation and Master Rawdon's life at school, otherwise the present tale might be carried to any indefinite length.

Our business does not lie with Master Rawdon's life at school, otherwise this tale might be carried to indefinite length.


The Colonel went to see his son a short time afterwards and found the lad sufficiently well and happy, grinning and laughing in his little black gown and little breeches.

The Colonel went to see his son a short time afterwards and found the lad sufficiently well and happy, grinning in his little black gown and breeches.


His father sagaciously tipped Blackball, his master, a sovereign, and secured that young gentleman's good-will towards his fag.

His father wisely tipped Blackball a sovereign, and secured that young gentleman's good-will towards his fag.


As a protege of the great Lord Steyne, the nephew of a County member, and son of a Colonel and C.B., whose name appeared in some of the most fashionable parties in the Morning Post, perhaps the school authorities were disposed not to look unkindly on the child.

As a protg of the great Lord Steyne, and son of a Colonel, the school authorities looked kindly on the child.


He had plenty of pocket-money, which he spent in treating his comrades royally to raspberry tarts, and he was often allowed to come home on Saturdays to his father, who always made a jubilee of that day.


When free, Rawdon would take him to the play, or send him thither with the footman; and on Sundays he went to church with Briggs and Lady Jane and his cousins.

When free, Rawdon would take him to the play; on Sundays he went to church with Briggs and Lady Jane and his cousins.


Rawdon marvelled over his stories about school, and fights, and fagging.

His father marvelled over his stories about school, and fights, and fagging.


Before long, he knew the names of all the masters and the principal boys as well as little Rawdon himself.

Before long, he knew the names of all the masters and the principal boys.


He invited little Rawdon's crony from school, and made both the children sick with pastry, and oysters, and porter after the play.

He invited little Rawdon's friend from school, and made both the children sick with pastry and oysters after the play.


He tried to look knowing over the Latin grammar when little Rawdon showed him what part of that work he was "in."

When his son showed him the Latin grammar, he said gravely, "Stick to it, my boy.


"Stick to it, my boy," he said to him with much gravity, "there's nothing like a good classical education!

There's nothing like a good classical education!


Becky's contempt for her husband grew greater every day.


"Do what you like--dine where you please--go and have ginger-beer and sawdust at Astley's, or psalm-singing with Lady Jane--only don't expect me to busy myself with the boy.

"Do what you like - go psalm-singing with Lady Jane - only don't expect me to busy myself with the boy.


I have your interests to attend to, as you can't attend to them yourself.


I should like to know where you would have been now, and in what sort of a position in society, if I had not looked after you."

I should like to know where you would be now, if I had not looked after you."


Indeed, nobody wanted poor old Rawdon at the parties whither Becky used to go.

Nobody wanted poor old Rawdon at their parties.


She talked about great people as if she had the fee-simple of May Fair, and when the Court went into mourning, she always wore black.


Little Rawdon being disposed of, Lord Steyne, who took such a parental interest in the affairs of this amiable poor family, thought that their expenses might be very advantageously curtailed by the departure of Miss Briggs, and that Becky was quite clever enough to take the management of her own house.

Little Rawdon being disposed of, Lord Steyne, who took such a parental interest in the family, thought that their expenses might be curtailed by the departure of Miss Briggs.


It has been narrated in a former chapter how the benevolent nobleman had given his protegee money to pay off her little debt to Miss Briggs, who however still remained behind with her friends; whence my lord came to the painful conclusion that Mrs. Crawley had made some other use of the money confided to her than that for which her generous patron had given the loan.

It has been told in a former chapter how that nobleman had given Becky money to pay off her little debt to Miss Briggs, who however still stayed; so that my lord came to the painful conclusion that Mrs. Crawley had made some other use of the money.


However, Lord Steyne was not so rude as to impart his suspicions upon this head to Mrs. Becky, whose feelings might be hurt by any controversy on the money-question, and who might have a thousand painful reasons for disposing otherwise of his lordship's generous loan.

Lord Steyne was not so rude as to impart his suspicions to Mrs. Becky, who might have a thousand painful reasons for disposing otherwise of the generous loan.


But he determined to satisfy himself of the real state of the case, and instituted the necessary inquiries in a most cautious and delicate manner.

But he determined to learn the real state of the case, and began inquiries in a most cautious and delicate manner.


In the first place he took an early opportunity of pumping Miss Briggs.


A very little encouragement would set that worthy woman to talk volubly and pour out all within her.

With a very little encouragement, she would pour out everything.


And one day when Mrs. Rawdon had gone out to drive (as Mr. Fiche, his lordship's confidential servant, easily learned at the livery stables where the Crawleys kept their carriage and horses, or rather, where the livery-man kept a carriage and horses for Mr. and Mrs. Crawley)--my lord dropped in upon the Curzon Street house--asked Briggs for a cup of coffee--told her that he had good accounts of the little boy at school--and in five minutes found out from her that Mrs. Rawdon had given her nothing except a black silk gown, for which Miss Briggs was immensely grateful.

And one day when Mrs. Rawdon had gone out to drive (as his lordship's servant easily learned at the stables), my lord dropped in at Curzon Street - asked Briggs for a cup of coffee - told her that he had good accounts of the little boy at school - and in five minutes learnt that Mrs. Rawdon had given her nothing except a black silk gown, for which Miss Briggs was immensely grateful.


He laughed within himself at this artless story.


For the truth is, our dear friend Rebecca had given him a most circumstantial narration of Briggs's delight at receiving her money--eleven hundred and twenty-five pounds--and in what securities she had invested it; and what a pang Becky herself felt in being obliged to pay away such a delightful sum of money.

Rebecca had told him a most detailed account of Briggs's delight at receiving her money, and how she had invested it.


"Who knows," the dear woman may have thought within herself, "perhaps he may give me a little more?"


My lord, however, made no such proposal to the little schemer--very likely thinking that he had been sufficiently generous already.


He had the curiosity, then, to ask Miss Briggs about the state of her private affairs--and she told his lordship candidly what her position was--how Miss Crawley had left her a legacy--how her relatives had had part of it--how Colonel Crawley had put out another portion, for which she had the best security and interest--and how Mr. and Mrs. Rawdon had kindly busied themselves with Sir Pitt, who was to dispose of the remainder most advantageously for her, when he had time.

He had the curiosity, then, to ask Miss Briggs about the state of her private affairs - and she told him candidly how Miss Crawley had left her a legacy - how her relatives had had part of it - how Colonel Crawley had put out another portion, for which she had the best security and interest - and how Mr. and Mrs. Rawdon had kindly asked Sir Pitt to invest the rest for her, when he had time.


My lord asked how much the Colonel had already invested for her, and Miss Briggs at once and truly told him that the sum was six hundred and odd pounds.

My lord asked how much the Colonel had already invested for her, and Miss Briggs told him that the sum was six hundred pounds.


But as soon as she had told her story, the voluble Briggs repented of her frankness and besought my lord not to tell Mr. Crawley of the confessions which she had made.

But Briggs, immediately repenting of her frankness, begged my lord not to tell Crawley of her confessions.


"The Colonel was so kind--Mr. Crawley might be offended and pay back the money, for which she could get no such good interest anywhere else."

"The Colonel was so kind - he might be offended and pay back the money, for which she could not get such good interest elsewhere."


Lord Steyne, laughing, promised he never would divulge their conversation, and when he and Miss Briggs parted he laughed still more.

Lord Steyne, laughing, promised never to divulge their conversation.


"What an accomplished little devil it is!"


She had almost got a second supply out of me the other day; with her coaxing ways.

She almost coaxed a second sum out of me the other day.


She beats all the women I have ever seen in the course of all my well-spent life.

She beats all the women I have ever seen.


I am a greenhorn myself, and a fool in her hands--an old fool.

I am a greenhorn myself, and a fool in her hands.


His lordship's admiration for Becky rose immeasurably at this proof of her cleverness.

His lordship's admiration for Becky rose.


Getting the money was nothing--but getting double the sum she wanted, and paying nobody--it was a magnificent stroke.

Getting the money was nothing - but getting double the sum she wanted, and paying nobody, was magnificent.


And Crawley, my lord thought--Crawley is not such a fool as he looks and seems.

And Crawley, my lord thought, Crawley is not such a fool as he looks.


He has managed the matter cleverly enough on his side.


Nobody would ever have supposed from his face and demeanour that he knew anything about this money business; and yet he put her up to it, and has spent the money, no doubt.

Nobody would suppose from his manner that he knew anything about this money business; and yet he put her up to it, and has spent the money, no doubt.


In this opinion my lord, we know, was mistaken, but it influenced a good deal his behaviour towards Colonel Crawley, whom he began to treat with even less than that semblance of respect which he had formerly shown towards that gentleman.

In this opinion my lord was mistaken, but it influenced his behaviour towards Colonel Crawley, whom he began to treat with even less respect than before.


It never entered into the head of Mrs. Crawley's patron that the little lady might be making a purse for herself; and, perhaps, if the truth must be told, he judged of Colonel Crawley by his experience of other husbands, whom he had known in the course of the long and well-spent life which had made him acquainted with a great deal of the weakness of mankind.

It never entered his head that Rebecca might be filling her own purse; and perhaps he judged Colonel Crawley by his own long experience of weak husbands.


My lord had bought so many men during his life that he was surely to be pardoned for supposing that he had found the price of this one.

My lord had bought so many men during his life that he may be pardoned for supposing that he had found the price of this one.


He taxed Becky upon the point on the very first occasion when he met her alone, and he complimented her, good-humouredly, on her cleverness in getting more than the money which she required.

Next time he met Becky alone, Lord Steyne complimented her good-humouredly on her cleverness in getting more than the money which she required.


It was not the habit of this dear creature to tell falsehoods, except when necessity compelled, but in these great emergencies it was her practice to lie very freely; and in an instant she was ready with another neat plausible circumstantial story which she administered to her patron.

She did not usually tell falsehoods, except when compelled, but in great emergencies she lied very freely; and in an instant she was ready with another neat plausible story.


The previous statement which she had made to him was a falsehood--a wicked falsehood--she owned it.

Her previous statement was a wicked falsehood - she confessed it.


"Ah, my Lord," she said, "you don't know all I have to suffer and bear in silence; you see me gay and happy before you--you little know what I have to endure when there is no protector near me.

"But my Lord," she said, "you don't know all I suffer in silence; you see me gay and happy, and do not know what I endure when there is no protector near me.


It was my husband, by threats and the most savage treatment, forced me to ask for that sum about which I deceived you.

It was my husband, by threats and the most savage treatment, who forced me to ask for that money.


It was he who, foreseeing that questions might be asked regarding the disposal of the money, forced me to account for it as I did.

It was he who made me account for it as I did.


He told me he had paid Miss Briggs; I did not want, I did not dare to doubt him.

He told me he had paid Miss Briggs; I did not dare to doubt him.


Pardon the wrong which a desperate man is forced to commit, and pity a miserable, miserable woman."

Pardon the wrongs of a desperate man, and pity a miserable, miserable woman."


Persecuted virtue never looked more bewitchingly wretched.

; persecuted virtue never looked more bewitchingly wretched.


They had a long conversation, driving round and round the Regent's Park in Mrs. Crawley's carriage together, a conversation of which it is not necessary to repeat the details, but the upshot of it was that, when Becky came home, she flew to her dear Briggs with a smiling face and announced that she had some very good news for her.

They had a long conversation, driving round and round the Regent's Park in Mrs. Crawley's carriage; and the upshot was that when Becky came home, she flew to Briggs with a smiling face and announced that she had some very good news for her.


Lord Steyne had acted in the noblest and most generous manner.


He was always thinking how and when he could do good.

He was always thinking how he could do good.


Now that little Rawdon was gone to school, a dear companion and friend was no longer necessary to her.

Now that little Rawdon was gone to school, a dear companion was no longer necessary to her.


She was grieved beyond measure to part with Briggs, but her means required that she should practise every retrenchment, and her sorrow was mitigated by the idea that her dear Briggs would be far better provided for by her generous patron than in her humble home.

She was grieved beyond measure to part with Briggs, but she needed to economise, and she knew that dear Briggs would be far better provided for by her generous patron than in her humble home.


Mrs. Pilkington, the housekeeper at Gauntly Hall, was growing exceedingly old, feeble, and rheumatic: she was not equal to the work of superintending that vast mansion, and must be on the look out for a successor.

Mrs. Pilkington, the housekeeper at Gauntly Hall, was growing exceedingly old and feeble: she was not equal to the work of superintending that vast mansion, and needed a successor.


The family did not go to Gauntly once in two years.


At other times the housekeeper was the mistress of the magnificent mansion--had four covers daily for her table; was visited by the clergy and the most respectable people of the county--was the lady of Gauntly, in fact; and the two last housekeepers before Mrs. Pilkington had married rectors of Gauntly--but Mrs. P. could not, being the aunt of the present Rector.

At other times the housekeeper was the mistress of the magnificent mansion; was visited by the clergy and the most respectable people of the county - was the lady of Gauntly, in fact.


The place was not to be hers yet, but she might go down on a visit to Mrs. Pilkington and see whether she would like to succeed her.

Briggs might go down on a visit to Mrs. Pilkington and see whether she would like to succeed her.


What words can paint the ecstatic gratitude of Briggs!


All she stipulated for was that little Rawdon should be allowed to come down and see her at the Hall.

All she asked was that little Rawdon should be allowed to come and see her at the Hall.


She ran up to her husband when he came home and told him the joyful news.


Rawdon was glad, deuced glad; the weight was off his conscience about poor Briggs's money.

Rawdon was deuced glad; the weight was off his conscience about poor Briggs's money.


She was provided for, at any rate, but--but his mind was disquiet.

She was provided for, at any rate - but his mind was disquieted.


He did not seem to be all right, somehow.


He told little Southdown what Lord Steyne had done, and the young man eyed Crawley with an air which surprised the latter.

He told little Southdown what Lord Steyne had done, and the young man eyed Crawley with an air which surprised him.


He told Lady Jane of this second proof of Steyne's bounty, and she, too, looked odd and alarmed; so did Sir Pitt.

He told Lady Jane, and she, too, looked odd and alarmed; so did Sir Pitt.


"She is too clever and--and gay to be allowed to go from party to party without a companion," both said.

"She is too clever and gay to be allowed to go to parties without a companion," both said.


"You must go with her, Rawdon, wherever she goes, and you must have somebody with her--one of the girls from Queen's Crawley, perhaps, though they were rather giddy guardians for her."

"You must go with her, Rawdon, wherever she goes, and you must have somebody with her - one of the girls from Queen's Crawley, perhaps."


But in the meantime it was clear that honest Briggs must not lose her chance of settlement for life, and so she and her bags were packed, and she set off on her journey.

But in the meantime honest Briggs and her bags were packed, and she set off on her journey.


And so two of Rawdon's out-sentinels were in the hands of the enemy.


Sir Pitt went and expostulated with his sister-in-law upon the subject of the dismissal of Briggs and other matters of delicate family interest.

Sir Pitt went and expostulated with Rebecca about the dismissal of Briggs.


In vain she pointed out to him how necessary was the protection of Lord Steyne for her poor husband; how cruel it would be on their part to deprive Briggs of the position offered to her.

In vain she pointed out to him how necessary Lord Steyne's protection was for her poor husband; how cruel it would be to deprive Briggs of the position offered.


Cajolements, coaxings, smiles, tears could not satisfy Sir Pitt, and he had something very like a quarrel with his once admired Becky.

This did not satisfy Sir Pitt, and he had something very like a quarrel with his once admired Becky.


He spoke of the honour of the family, the unsullied reputation of the Crawleys; expressed himself in indignant tones about her receiving those young Frenchmen--those wild young men of fashion, my Lord Steyne himself, whose carriage was always at her door, who passed hours daily in her company, and whose constant presence made the world talk about her.

He spoke of the honour and reputation of the family; expressed indignation at her receiving wild young men of fashion, and Lord Steyne himself, whose carriage was always at her door, and whose constant presence made the world talk.


As the head of the house he implored her to be more prudent.


Society was already speaking lightly of her.


Lord Steyne, though a nobleman of the greatest station and talents, was a man whose attentions would compromise any woman; he besought, he implored, he commanded his sister-in-law to be watchful in her intercourse with that nobleman.

Lord Steyne was a man whose attentions would compromise any woman; he begged, he commanded his sister-in-law to be watchful.


Becky promised anything and everything Pitt wanted; but Lord Steyne came to her house as often as ever, and Sir Pitt's anger increased.

Becky promised everything Pitt wanted; but Lord Steyne came to her house as often as ever, and Sir Pitt's anger increased.


I wonder was Lady Jane angry or pleased that her husband at last found fault with his favourite Rebecca?


Lord Steyne's visits continuing, his own ceased, and his wife was for refusing all further intercourse with that nobleman and declining the invitation to the charade-night which the marchioness sent to her; but Sir Pitt thought it was necessary to accept it, as his Royal Highness would be there.

As Lord Steyne's visits continued, Sir Pitt's ceased. His wife wanted to refuse the invitation to the charade-night; but Sir Pitt thought it was necessary to accept it, as his Royal Highness would be there.


Although he went to the party in question, Sir Pitt quitted it very early, and his wife, too, was very glad to come away.

Although he went to the charade-party, Sir Pitt left very early with his wife.


Becky hardly so much as spoke to him or noticed her sister-in-law.

Becky hardly spoke to him or noticed her sister-in-law.


Pitt Crawley declared her behaviour was monstrously indecorous, reprobated in strong terms the habit of play-acting and fancy dressing as highly unbecoming a British female, and after the charades were over, took his brother Rawdon severely to task for appearing himself and allowing his wife to join in such improper exhibitions.

Pitt Crawley declared that her behaviour was monstrously indecorous, and reproved his brother Rawdon severely for allowing his wife to take part.


Rawdon said she should not join in any more such amusements--but indeed, and perhaps from hints from his elder brother and sister, he had already become a very watchful and exemplary domestic character.

Rawdon said she should not join in any more such amusements. Indeed, he had already become a watchful and exemplary domestic character.


He took Becky out to drive; he went laboriously with her to all her parties.


Whenever my Lord Steyne called, he was sure to find the Colonel.

Whenever my Lord Steyne called, he was sure to find the Colonel there.


And when Becky proposed to go out without her husband, or received invitations for herself, he peremptorily ordered her to refuse them: and there was that in the gentleman's manner which enforced obedience.

And when Becky received invitations for herself, he ordered her to refuse them: and his manner enforced obedience.


Little Becky, to do her justice, was charmed with Rawdon's gallantry.


Whether friends were present or absent, she had always a kind smile for him and was attentive to his pleasure and comfort.

She had always a kind smile for him and was attentive to his pleasure and comfort.


It was the early days of their marriage over again: the same good humour, prevenances, merriment, and artless confidence and regard.

It was the early days of their marriage over again: the same good humour, merriment, and artless confidence.


"How much pleasanter it is," she would say, "to have you by my side in the carriage than that foolish old Briggs!


How nice it would be, and how happy we should always be, if we had but the money!"

How happy we should always be, if we only had the money!"


He fell asleep after dinner in his chair; he did not see the face opposite to him, haggard, weary, and terrible; it lighted up with fresh candid smiles when he woke.

He fell asleep after dinner in his chair; he did not see the face opposite, haggard, weary, and terrible; it lighted up with fresh smiles when he woke.


He wondered that he had ever had suspicions.


No, he never had suspicions; all those dumb doubts and surly misgivings which had been gathering on his mind were mere idle jealousies.

Those doubts and surly misgivings which had been gathering on his mind were mere idle jealousies.


She was fond of him; she always had been.


As for her shining in society, it was no fault of hers; she was formed to shine there.

As for her shining in society, it was no fault of hers; she was made to shine.


Was there any woman who could talk, or sing, or do anything like her?


But the mother and son never could be brought together.


And it was while Rawdon's mind was agitated with these doubts and perplexities that the incident occurred which was mentioned in the last chapter, and the unfortunate Colonel found himself a prisoner away from home.

And it was at this point that the incident occurred which was mentioned in the last chapter, and the unfortunate Colonel found himself a prisoner.


Conducted to the ladies, at the Ship Inn, Dobbin assumed a jovial and rattling manner, which proved that this young officer was becoming a more consummate hypocrite every day of his life.

At the Ship Inn, Dobbin assumed a jovial manner.


He was trying to hide his own private feelings, first upon seeing Mrs. George Osborne in her new condition, and secondly to mask the apprehensions he entertained as to the effect which the dismal news brought down by him would certainly have upon her.

He was trying to hide his private feelings, first upon seeing Mrs. George Osborne a wife, and secondly to mask his apprehension about the effect his dismal news would certainly have upon her.


"It is my opinion, George," he said, "that the French Emperor will be upon us, horse and foot, before three weeks are over, and will give the Duke such a dance as shall make the Peninsula appear mere child's play.

"It is my opinion, George," he said, "that Napoleon will be upon us before three weeks are over, and will give the Duke such a dance as shall make the Peninsular War appear mere child's play.


But you need not say that to Mrs. Osborne, you know.

But you need not say that to Mrs. Osborne.


There mayn't be any fighting on our side after all, and our business in Belgium may turn out to be a mere military occupation.

Our business in Belgium may turn out to be a mere military occupation with no fighting.


Many persons think so; and Brussels is full of fine people and ladies of fashion."

Many people think so; and Brussels is full of fine people of fashion."


So it was agreed to represent the duty of the British army in Belgium in this harmless light to Amelia.

So it was agreed to represent matters in this harmless light to Amelia.


This plot being arranged, the hypocritical Dobbin saluted Mrs. George Osborne quite gaily, tried to pay her one or two compliments relative to her new position as a bride (which compliments, it must be confessed, were exceedingly clumsy and hung fire woefully), and then fell to talking about Brighton, and the sea-air, and the gaieties of the place, and the beauties of the road and the merits of the Lightning coach and horses--all in a manner quite incomprehensible to Amelia, and very amusing to Rebecca, who was watching the Captain, as indeed she watched every one near whom she came.

The hypocritical Dobbin saluted Mrs. George Osborne quite gaily, tried to pay her one or two clumsy compliments on her new position as a bride, and then began talking about Brighton, and the sea-air, and the beauties of the road and the merits of the Lightning coach, all in a manner quite incomprehensible to Amelia, and very amusing to Rebecca, who was watching the Captain, as indeed she watched everyone.


Little Amelia, it must be owned, had rather a mean opinion of her husband's friend, Captain Dobbin.

Little Amelia, it must be owned, had rather a low opinion of Captain Dobbin.


He lisped--he was very plain and homely-looking: and exceedingly awkward and ungainly.

He lisped; he was very plain, and exceedingly awkward and ungainly.


She liked him for his attachment to her husband (to be sure there was very little merit in that), and she thought George was most generous and kind in extending his friendship to his brother officer.

She liked him for his attachment to her husband, and she thought George was most generous in making friends with his brother officer.


George had mimicked Dobbin's lisp and queer manners many times to her, though to do him justice, he always spoke most highly of his friend's good qualities.

George had mimicked Dobbin's lisp many times to her, though to do him justice, he always spoke highly of his friend's good qualities.


In her little day of triumph, and not knowing him intimately as yet, she made light of honest William--and he knew her opinions of him quite well, and acquiesced in them very humbly.

In her little day of triumph, and not knowing him intimately yet, she made light of honest William - and he knew her opinion of him quite well, and acquiesced very humbly.


A time came when she knew him better, and changed her notions regarding him; but that was distant as yet.

A time came when she knew him better, and changed her notions; but that was still distant.


As for Rebecca, Captain Dobbin had not been two hours in the ladies' company before she understood his secret perfectly.

As for Rebecca, within two hours she understood his secret perfectly.


She did not like him, and feared him privately; nor was he very much prepossessed in her favour.

She did not like him, and feared him privately; nor did he have much liking for her.


He was so honest, that her arts and cajoleries did not affect him, and he shrank from her with instinctive repulsion.

He was so honest that her arts did not affect him, and he shrank from her with instinctive repulsion.


And, as she was by no means so far superior to her sex as to be above jealousy, she disliked him the more for his adoration of Amelia.

And, as she was not above jealousy, she disliked him the more for his adoration of Amelia.


Nevertheless, she was very respectful and cordial in her manner towards him.

Nevertheless, she was outwardly very respectful and cordial towards him.


She vowed she should always love him sincerely: she remembered him quite well on the Vauxhall night, as she told Amelia archly, and she made a little fun of him when the two ladies went to dress for dinner.

She vowed she should always love him: she remembered him quite well on the Vauxhall night, as she told Amelia archly, and she made a little fun of him when the two ladies went to dress for dinner.


Rawdon Crawley paid scarcely any attention to Dobbin, looking upon him as a good-natured nincompoop and under-bred City man.

Rawdon Crawley paid scarcely any attention to Dobbin.


When George and Dobbin were alone in the latter's room, to which George had followed him, Dobbin took from his desk the letter which he had been charged by Mr. Osborne to deliver to his son.

When George and Dobbin were alone, Dobbin gave him the letter which he had been charged by Mr. Osborne to deliver to his son.


"It's not in my father's handwriting," said George, looking rather alarmed; nor was it: the letter was from Mr. Osborne's lawyer, and to the following effect:

"It's not in my father's handwriting," said George, looking rather alarmed. Nor was it: the letter was from Mr. Osborne's lawyer, and went thus:


"I am commissioned by Mr. Osborne to inform you, that he abides by the determination which he before expressed to you, and that in consequence of the marriage which you have been pleased to contract, he ceases to consider you henceforth as a member of his family.

I am commissioned by Mr. Osborne to inform you that he abides by his determination that in consequence of the marriage which you have been pleased to contract, he ceases to consider you henceforth as a member of his family.


This determination is final and irrevocable.


"Although the monies expended upon you in your minority, and the bills which you have drawn upon him so unsparingly of late years, far exceed in amount the sum to which you are entitled in your own right (being the third part of the fortune of your mother, the late Mrs. Osborne and which reverted to you at her decease, and to Miss Jane Osborne and Miss Maria Frances Osborne); yet I am instructed by Mr. Osborne to say, that he waives all claim upon your estate, and that the sum of 2,000 pounds, 4 per cent.

Although the monies expended upon you, and the bills which you have drawn upon him, far exceed the sum to which you are entitled (being the third part of the fortune of your mother, the late Mrs. Osborne); yet I am instructed by Mr. Osborne to say that the sum of 2,000 pounds


annuities, at the value of the day (being your one-third share of the sum of 6,000 pounds), shall be paid over to yourself or your agents upon your receipt for the same, by

(being your one-third share of the sum of 6,000 pounds,) shall be paid over to yourself or your agents, by


Osborne desires me to say, once for all, that he declines to receive any messages, letters, or communications from you on this or any other subject.

.-Mr. Osborne desires me to say that he declines to receive any communications from you on this or any other subject.


"A pretty way you have managed the affair," said George, looking savagely at William Dobbin.

"A pretty way you have managed the affair," said George, looking savagely at Dobbin.


"Look there, Dobbin," and he flung over to the latter his parent's letter.


"A beggar, by Jove, and all in consequence of my d--d sentimentality.

A beggar because of my d-d sentimentality.


A ball might have done for me in the course of the war, and may still, and how will Emmy be bettered by being left a beggar's widow?

A cannonball might have done for me in the war, and may still, and how will Emmy be bettered by being left a beggar's widow?


You were never easy until you had got me married and ruined.


What the deuce am I to do with two thousand pounds?


I've lost a hundred and forty to Crawley at cards and billiards since I've been down here.

I've lost a hundred and forty to Crawley since I've been here.


A pretty manager of a man's matters YOU are, forsooth."

A pretty manager of a man's matters YOU are."


"There's no denying that the position is a hard one," Dobbin replied, after reading over the letter with a blank countenance; "and as you say, it is partly of my making.

"There's no denying that the position is a hard one," Dobbin replied, after reading the letter. "As you say, it is partly of my making.


There are some men who wouldn't mind changing with you," he added, with a bitter smile.


"How many captains in the regiment have two thousand pounds to the fore, think you?

"How many captains have two thousand pounds, think you?


You must live on your pay till your father relents, and if you die, you leave your wife a hundred a year."


"Do you suppose a man of my habits can live on his pay and a hundred a year?"


How the deuce am I to keep up my position in the world upon such a pitiful pittance?

How the deuce am I to keep up my position in the world upon such a pitiful amount?


I wasn't brought up on porridge, like MacWhirter, or on potatoes, like old O'Dowd.

I wasn't brought up on porridge, or on potatoes, like old O'Dowd.


Do you expect my wife to take in soldiers' washing, or ride after the regiment in a baggage waggon?"


"Well, well," said Dobbin, still good-naturedly, "we'll get her a better conveyance.


But try and remember that you are only a dethroned prince now, George, my boy; and be quiet whilst the tempest lasts.

Be quiet whilst the tempest lasts, George.


Let your name be mentioned in the Gazette, and I'll engage the old father relents towards you:"

Let your name be mentioned in the Gazette, and the old father will relent."


Among the killed and wounded returns, and at the top of the list, very likely."

Among the killed and wounded, very likely."


It will be time enough to cry out when we are hurt," Dobbin said.


"And if anything happens, you know, George, I have got a little, and I am not a marrying man, and I shall not forget my godson in my will," he added, with a smile.


Whereupon the dispute ended--as many scores of such conversations between Osborne and his friend had concluded previously--by the former declaring there was no possibility of being angry with Dobbin long, and forgiving him very generously after abusing him without cause.

The dispute ended - as did many such conversations between Osborne and his friend - with the former declaring he could not be angry with Dobbin long, and forgiving him very generously after abusing him without cause.


"I say, Becky," cried Rawdon Crawley out of his dressing-room, to his lady, who was attiring herself for dinner in her own chamber.

"I say, Becky," cried Rawdon Crawley, when they were dressing for dinner.


She was looking over her shoulder in the glass.

, looking over her shoulder in the mirror.


She had put on the neatest and freshest white frock imaginable, and with bare shoulders and a little necklace, and a light blue sash, she looked the image of youthful innocence and girlish happiness.

She had put on a neat white frock, and with bare shoulders and a little necklace, she looked the image of youthful innocence.


"I say, what'll Mrs. O. do, when O. goes out with the regiment?"

"I say, what'll Mrs. O. do, when George goes out with the regiment?"


Crawley said coming into the room, performing a duet on his head with two huge hair-brushes, and looking out from under his hair with admiration on his pretty little wife.

Crawley said, performing a duet on his head with two huge hair-brushes, and looking with admiration on his pretty little wife.


"I suppose she'll cry her eyes out," Becky answered.


"She has been whimpering half a dozen times, at the very notion of it, already to me."

"She has been whimpering already at the very notion."


Rawdon said, half angry at his wife's want of feeling.

Rawdon said, half angry at his wife's lack of feeling.


don't you know that I intend to go with you," Becky replied.

don't you know that I intend to go with you?" Becky replied.


We don't belong to the line," Mrs. Crawley said, throwing up her head with an air that so enchanted her husband that he stooped down and kissed it.

We don't belong to the line." Her husband, enchanted, stooped down and kissed her.


"Rawdon dear--don't you think--you'd better get that--money from Cupid, before he goes?"

"Rawdon dear - don't you think you'd better get that money from Cupid, before he goes?"


Becky continued, fixing on a killing bow.


She had flattered him about his good looks a score of times already.


She watched over him kindly at ecarte of a night when he would drop in to Rawdon's quarters for a half-hour before bed-time.

, watching him play cards in the evenings.


She had often called him a horrid dissipated wretch, and threatened to tell Emmy of his wicked ways and naughty extravagant habits.

She had called him a horrid dissipated wretch, and threatened to tell Emmy of his naughty extravagant habits.


She brought his cigar and lighted it for him; she knew the effect of that manoeuvre, having practised it in former days upon Rawdon Crawley.

She brought his cigar and lit it for him, having practised the manoeuvre in former days upon Rawdon Crawley.


He thought her gay, brisk, arch, distinguee, delightful.

George thought her gay, arch, and delightful.


In their little drives and dinners, Becky, of course, quite outshone poor Emmy, who remained very mute and timid while Mrs. Crawley and her husband rattled away together, and Captain Crawley (and Jos after he joined the young married people) gobbled in silence.

In their drives and dinners, Becky quite outshone poor Emmy, who remained very mute and timid while Mrs. Crawley and her husband rattled away together.


Emmy's mind somehow misgave her about her friend.


Rebecca's wit, spirits, and accomplishments troubled her with a rueful disquiet.

Rebecca's wit, spirits and accomplishments troubled her.


They were only a week married, and here was George already suffering ennui, and eager for others' society!

They were only a week married, and here was George already bored, and eager for others' society!


How shall I be a companion for him, she thought--so clever and so brilliant, and I such a humble foolish creature?

How shall I be a companion for him, she thought - so clever and so brilliant, and I so foolish?


How noble it was of him to marry me--to give up everything and stoop down to me!

How noble it was of him to give up everything and marry me!


I ought to have refused him, only I had not the heart.


I ought to have stopped at home and taken care of poor Papa.

I ought to have stayed at home and taken care of poor Papa.


And her neglect of her parents (and indeed there was some foundation for this charge which the poor child's uneasy conscience brought against her) was now remembered for the first time, and caused her to blush with humiliation.

And her neglect of her parents made her blush with humiliation.


thought she, I have been very wicked and selfish--selfish in forgetting them in their sorrows--selfish in forcing George to marry me.

thought she, I have been very wicked and selfish in forcing George to marry me.


I know I'm not worthy of him--I know he would have been happy without me--and yet--I tried, I tried to give him up.

I'm not worthy of him - he would have been happy without me - and yet - I tried, I tried to give him up.


It is hard when, before seven days of marriage are over, such thoughts and confessions as these force themselves on a little bride's mind.

It is hard when, before seven days of marriage are over, such thoughts as these force themselves on a little bride's mind.