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So
,
at
the
sound
of
that
stirring
call
to
battle
,
George
jumped
away
from
the
gentle
arms
in
which
he
had
been
dallying
;
not
without
a
feeling
of
shame
(
although
his
wife
's
hold
on
him
had
been
but
feeble
)
,
that
he
should
have
been
detained
there
so
long
.
The
same
feeling
of
eagerness
and
excitement
was
amongst
all
those
friends
of
his
of
whom
we
have
had
occasional
glimpses
,
from
the
stout
senior
Major
,
who
led
the
regiment
into
action
,
to
little
Stubble
,
the
Ensign
,
who
was
to
bear
its
colours
on
that
day
.
The
sun
was
just
rising
as
the
march
began
--
it
was
a
gallant
sight
--
the
band
led
the
column
,
playing
the
regimental
march
--
then
came
the
Major
in
command
,
riding
upon
Pyramus
,
his
stout
charger
--
then
marched
the
grenadiers
,
their
Captain
at
their
head
;
in
the
centre
were
the
colours
,
borne
by
the
senior
and
junior
Ensigns
--
then
George
came
marching
at
the
head
of
his
company
.
He
looked
up
,
and
smiled
at
Amelia
,
and
passed
on
;
and
even
the
sound
of
the
music
died
away
.
Thus
all
the
superior
officers
being
summoned
on
duty
elsewhere
,
Jos
Sedley
was
left
in
command
of
the
little
colony
at
Brussels
,
with
Amelia
invalided
,
Isidor
,
his
Belgian
servant
,
and
the
bonne
,
who
was
maid-of-all-work
for
the
establishment
,
as
a
garrison
under
him
.
Though
he
was
disturbed
in
spirit
,
and
his
rest
destroyed
by
Dobbin
's
interruption
and
the
occurrences
of
the
morning
,
Jos
nevertheless
remained
for
many
hours
in
bed
,
wakeful
and
rolling
about
there
until
his
usual
hour
of
rising
had
arrived
.
The
sun
was
high
in
the
heavens
,
and
our
gallant
friends
of
the
--
th
miles
on
their
march
,
before
the
civilian
appeared
in
his
flowered
dressing-gown
at
breakfast
.
About
George
's
absence
,
his
brother-in-law
was
very
easy
in
mind
.
Perhaps
Jos
was
rather
pleased
in
his
heart
that
Osborne
was
gone
,
for
during
George
's
presence
,
the
other
had
played
but
a
very
secondary
part
in
the
household
,
and
Osborne
did
not
scruple
to
show
his
contempt
for
the
stout
civilian
.
But
Emmy
had
always
been
good
and
attentive
to
him
.
It
was
she
who
ministered
to
his
comforts
,
who
superintended
the
dishes
that
he
liked
,
who
walked
or
rode
with
him
(
as
she
had
many
,
too
many
,
opportunities
of
doing
,
for
where
was
George
?
)
and
who
interposed
her
sweet
face
between
his
anger
and
her
husband
's
scorn
.
Many
timid
remonstrances
had
she
uttered
to
George
in
behalf
of
her
brother
,
but
the
former
in
his
trenchant
way
cut
these
entreaties
short
.
"
I
'm
an
honest
man
,
"
he
said
,
"
and
if
I
have
a
feeling
I
show
it
,
as
an
honest
man
will
.
How
the
deuce
,
my
dear
,
would
you
have
me
behave
respectfully
to
such
a
fool
as
your
brother
?
"
So
Jos
was
pleased
with
George
's
absence
.
His
plain
hat
,
and
gloves
on
a
sideboard
,
and
the
idea
that
the
owner
was
away
,
caused
Jos
I
do
n't
know
what
secret
thrill
of
pleasure
.
"
HE
wo
n't
be
troubling
me
this
morning
,
"
Jos
thought
,
"
with
his
dandified
airs
and
his
impudence
.
"
"
Put
the
Captain
's
hat
into
the
ante-room
,
"
he
said
to
Isidor
,
the
servant
.
"
Perhaps
he
wo
n't
want
it
again
,
"
replied
the
lackey
,
looking
knowingly
at
his
master
.
He
hated
George
too
,
whose
insolence
towards
him
was
quite
of
the
English
sort
.
"
And
ask
if
Madame
is
coming
to
breakfast
,
"
Mr.
Sedley
said
with
great
majesty
,
ashamed
to
enter
with
a
servant
upon
the
subject
of
his
dislike
for
George
.
The
truth
is
,
he
had
abused
his
brother
to
the
valet
a
score
of
times
before
.
Alas
!
Madame
could
not
come
to
breakfast
,
and
cut
the
tartines
that
Mr.
Jos
liked
.
Madame
was
a
great
deal
too
ill
,
and
had
been
in
a
frightful
state
ever
since
her
husband
's
departure
,
so
her
bonne
said
.
Jos
showed
his
sympathy
by
pouring
her
out
a
large
cup
of
tea
It
was
his
way
of
exhibiting
kindness
:
and
he
improved
on
this
;
he
not
only
sent
her
breakfast
,
but
he
bethought
him
what
delicacies
she
would
most
like
for
dinner
.
Isidor
,
the
valet
,
had
looked
on
very
sulkily
,
while
Osborne
's
servant
was
disposing
of
his
master
's
baggage
previous
to
the
Captain
's
departure
:
for
in
the
first
place
he
hated
Mr.
