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On
the
appointed
night
,
George
,
having
commanded
new
dresses
and
ornaments
of
all
sorts
for
Amelia
,
drove
to
the
famous
ball
,
where
his
wife
did
not
know
a
single
soul
.
After
looking
about
for
Lady
Bareacres
,
who
cut
him
,
thinking
the
card
was
quite
enough
--
and
after
placing
Amelia
on
a
bench
,
he
left
her
to
her
own
cogitations
there
,
thinking
,
on
his
own
part
,
that
he
had
behaved
very
handsomely
in
getting
her
new
clothes
,
and
bringing
her
to
the
ball
,
where
she
was
free
to
amuse
herself
as
she
liked
.
Her
thoughts
were
not
of
the
pleasantest
,
and
nobody
except
honest
Dobbin
came
to
disturb
them
.
Whilst
her
appearance
was
an
utter
failure
(
as
her
husband
felt
with
a
sort
of
rage
)
,
Mrs.
Rawdon
Crawley
's
debut
was
,
on
the
contrary
,
very
brilliant
.
She
arrived
very
late
.
Her
face
was
radiant
;
her
dress
perfection
.
In
the
midst
of
the
great
persons
assembled
,
and
the
eye-glasses
directed
to
her
,
Rebecca
seemed
to
be
as
cool
and
collected
as
when
she
used
to
marshal
Miss
Pinkerton
's
little
girls
to
church
.
Numbers
of
the
men
she
knew
already
,
and
the
dandies
thronged
round
her
.
As
for
the
ladies
,
it
was
whispered
among
them
that
Rawdon
had
run
away
with
her
from
out
of
a
convent
,
and
that
she
was
a
relation
of
the
Montmorency
family
.
She
spoke
French
so
perfectly
that
there
might
be
some
truth
in
this
report
,
and
it
was
agreed
that
her
manners
were
fine
,
and
her
air
distingue
.
Fifty
would-be
partners
thronged
round
her
at
once
,
and
pressed
to
have
the
honour
to
dance
with
her
.
But
she
said
she
was
engaged
,
and
only
going
to
dance
very
little
;
and
made
her
way
at
once
to
the
place
where
Emmy
sate
quite
unnoticed
,
and
dismally
unhappy
.
And
so
,
to
finish
the
poor
child
at
once
,
Mrs.
Rawdon
ran
and
greeted
affectionately
her
dearest
Amelia
,
and
began
forthwith
to
patronise
her
.
She
found
fault
with
her
friend
's
dress
,
and
her
hairdresser
,
and
wondered
how
she
could
be
so
chaussée
,
and
vowed
that
she
must
send
her
corsetière
the
next
morning
.
She
vowed
that
it
was
a
delightful
ball
;
that
there
was
everybody
that
every
one
knew
,
and
only
a
VERY
few
nobodies
in
the
whole
room
.
It
is
a
fact
,
that
in
a
fortnight
,
and
after
three
dinners
in
general
society
,
this
young
woman
had
got
up
the
genteel
jargon
so
well
,
that
a
native
could
not
speak
it
better
;
and
it
was
only
from
her
French
being
so
good
,
that
you
could
know
she
was
not
a
born
woman
of
fashion
.
George
,
who
had
left
Emmy
on
her
bench
on
entering
the
ball-room
,
very
soon
found
his
way
back
when
Rebecca
was
by
her
dear
friend
's
side
.
Becky
was
just
lecturing
Mrs.
Osborne
upon
the
follies
which
her
husband
was
committing
.
"
For
God
's
sake
,
stop
him
from
gambling
,
my
dear
,
"
she
said
,
"
or
he
will
ruin
himself
.
He
and
Rawdon
are
playing
at
cards
every
night
,
and
you
know
he
is
very
poor
,
and
Rawdon
will
win
every
shilling
from
him
if
he
does
not
take
care
.
Why
do
n't
you
prevent
him
,
you
little
careless
creature
?
Why
do
n't
you
come
to
us
of
an
evening
,
instead
of
moping
at
home
with
that
Captain
Dobbin
?
I
dare
say
he
is
tres
aimable
;
but
how
could
one
love
a
man
with
feet
of
such
size
?
Your
husband
's
feet
are
darlings
--
Here
he
comes
.
Where
have
you
been
,
wretch
?
Here
is
Emmy
crying
her
eyes
out
for
you
.
Are
you
coming
to
fetch
me
for
the
quadrille
?
"
And
she
left
her
bouquet
and
shawl
by
Amelia
's
side
,
and
tripped
off
with
George
to
dance
.
Women
only
know
how
to
wound
so
.
There
is
a
poison
on
the
tips
of
their
little
shafts
,
which
stings
a
thousand
times
more
than
a
man
's
blunter
weapon
.
Our
poor
Emmy
,
who
had
never
hated
,
never
sneered
all
her
life
,
was
powerless
in
the
hands
of
her
remorseless
little
enemy
.
George
danced
with
Rebecca
twice
or
thrice
--
how
many
times
Amelia
scarcely
knew
.
She
sat
quite
unnoticed
in
her
corner
,
except
when
Rawdon
came
up
with
some
words
of
clumsy
conversation
:
and
later
in
the
evening
,
when
Captain
Dobbin
made
so
bold
as
to
bring
her
refreshments
and
sit
beside
her
.
He
did
not
like
to
ask
her
why
she
was
so
sad
;
but
as
a
pretext
for
the
tears
which
were
filling
in
her
eyes
,
she
told
him
that
Mrs.
Crawley
had
alarmed
her
by
telling
her
that
George
would
go
on
playing
.
"
It
is
curious
,
when
a
man
is
bent
upon
play
,
by
what
clumsy
rogues
he
will
allow
himself
to
be
cheated
,
"
Dobbin
said
;
and
Emmy
said
,
"
Indeed
.
"
She
was
thinking
of
something
else
.
It
was
not
the
loss
of
the
money
that
grieved
her
.
At
last
George
came
back
for
Rebecca
's
shawl
and
flowers
.
She
was
going
away
.
She
did
not
even
condescend
to
come
back
and
say
good-bye
to
Amelia
.
The
poor
girl
let
her
husband
come
and
go
without
saying
a
word
,
and
her
head
fell
on
her
breast
.
Dobbin
had
been
called
away
,
and
was
whispering
deep
in
conversation
with
the
General
of
the
division
,
his
friend
,
and
had
not
seen
this
last
parting
.
George
went
away
then
with
the
bouquet
;
but
when
he
gave
it
to
the
owner
,
there
lay
a
note
,
coiled
like
a
snake
among
the
flowers
.
Rebecca
's
eye
caught
it
at
once
.
She
had
been
used
to
deal
with
notes
in
early
life
.
She
put
out
her
hand
and
took
the
nosegay
.
He
saw
by
her
eyes
as
they
met
,
that
she
was
aware
what
she
should
find
there
.
Her
husband
hurried
her
away
,
still
too
intent
upon
his
own
thoughts
,
seemingly
,
to
take
note
of
any
marks
of
recognition
which
might
pass
between
his
friend
and
his
wife
.
These
were
,
however
,
but
trifling
.
Rebecca
gave
George
her
hand
with
one
of
her
usual
quick
knowing
glances
,
and
made
a
curtsey
and
walked
away
.
George
bowed
over
the
hand
,
said
nothing
in
reply
to
a
remark
of
Crawley
's
,
did
not
hear
it
even
,
his
brain
was
so
throbbing
with
triumph
and
excitement
,
and
allowed
them
to
go
away
without
a
word
.
