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"
She
's
been
useful
to
you
,
my
dear
,
"
George
said
to
his
wife
,
whom
he
could
leave
alone
with
less
scruple
when
she
had
this
society
.
"
But
what
a
comfort
it
is
that
Rebecca
's
come
:
you
will
have
her
for
a
friend
,
and
we
may
get
rid
now
of
this
damn
'd
Irishwoman
.
"
To
this
Amelia
did
not
answer
,
yes
or
no
:
and
how
do
we
know
what
her
thoughts
were
?
The
coup
d'oeil
of
the
Brussels
opera-house
did
not
strike
Mrs.
O'Dowd
as
being
so
fine
as
the
theatre
in
Fishamble
Street
,
Dublin
,
nor
was
French
music
at
all
equal
,
in
her
opinion
,
to
the
melodies
of
her
native
country
.
She
favoured
her
friends
with
these
and
other
opinions
in
a
very
loud
tone
of
voice
,
and
tossed
about
a
great
clattering
fan
she
sported
,
with
the
most
splendid
complacency
.
"
Who
is
that
wonderful
woman
with
Amelia
,
Rawdon
,
love
?
"
said
a
lady
in
an
opposite
box
(
who
,
almost
always
civil
to
her
husband
in
private
,
was
more
fond
than
ever
of
him
in
company
)
.
"
Do
n't
you
see
that
creature
with
a
yellow
thing
in
her
turban
,
and
a
red
satin
gown
,
and
a
great
watch
?
"
"
Near
the
pretty
little
woman
in
white
?
"
asked
a
middle-aged
gentleman
seated
by
the
querist
's
side
,
with
orders
in
his
button
,
and
several
under-waistcoats
,
and
a
great
,
choky
,
white
stock
.
"
That
pretty
woman
in
white
is
Amelia
,
General
:
you
are
remarking
all
the
pretty
women
,
you
naughty
man
.
"
"
Only
one
,
begad
,
in
the
world
!
"
said
the
General
,
delighted
,
and
the
lady
gave
him
a
tap
with
a
large
bouquet
which
she
had
.
"
Bedad
it
's
him
,
"
said
Mrs.
O'Dowd
;
"
and
that
's
the
very
bokay
he
bought
in
the
Marshy
aux
Flures
!
"
and
when
Rebecca
,
having
caught
her
friend
's
eye
,
performed
the
little
hand-kissing
operation
once
more
,
Mrs.
Major
O
'D
.
,
taking
the
compliment
to
herself
,
returned
the
salute
with
a
gracious
smile
,
which
sent
that
unfortunate
Dobbin
shrieking
out
of
the
box
again
.
At
the
end
of
the
act
,
George
was
out
of
the
box
in
a
moment
,
and
he
was
even
going
to
pay
his
respects
to
Rebecca
in
her
loge
.
He
met
Crawley
in
the
lobby
,
however
,
where
they
exchanged
a
few
sentences
upon
the
occurrences
of
the
last
fortnight
.
"
You
found
my
cheque
all
right
at
the
agent
's
?
George
said
,
with
a
knowing
air
.
