Once or twice in the day she certainly had herself thought about flying. But her reason gave her better counsel. "Suppose the French do come," thought Becky, "what can they do to a poor officer's widow? Bah! the times of sacks and sieges are over. We shall be let to go home quietly, or I may live pleasantly abroad with a snug little income."

Once or twice that day she had herself thought about flying. But she reasoned, "Suppose the French do come, what can they do to a poor officer's widow? We shall be allowed to go home quietly, or I may live pleasantly abroad with a snug little income."
