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"
Venny
maintenong
,
"
he
continued
,
"
sweevy
--
ally
--
party
--
dong
la
roo
.
"
And
so
having
said
,
he
plunged
swiftly
down
the
stairs
of
the
house
,
and
passed
into
the
street
.
Although
Regulus
had
vowed
that
he
was
the
only
man
of
his
regiment
or
of
the
allied
army
,
almost
,
who
had
escaped
being
cut
to
pieces
by
Ney
,
it
appeared
that
his
statement
was
incorrect
,
and
that
a
good
number
more
of
the
supposed
victims
had
survived
the
massacre
.
Many
scores
of
Regulus
's
comrades
had
found
their
way
back
to
Brussels
,
and
all
agreeing
that
they
had
run
away
--
filled
the
whole
town
with
an
idea
of
the
defeat
of
the
allies
.
The
arrival
of
the
French
was
expected
hourly
;
the
panic
continued
,
and
preparations
for
flight
went
on
everywhere
.
No
horses
!
thought
Jos
,
in
terror
.
He
made
Isidor
inquire
of
scores
of
persons
,
whether
they
had
any
to
lend
or
sell
,
and
his
heart
sank
within
him
,
at
the
negative
answers
returned
everywhere
.
Should
he
take
the
journey
on
foot
?
Even
fear
could
not
render
that
ponderous
body
so
active
.
Almost
all
the
hotels
occupied
by
the
English
in
Brussels
face
the
Parc
,
and
Jos
wandered
irresolutely
about
in
this
quarter
,
with
crowds
of
other
people
,
oppressed
as
he
was
by
fear
and
curiosity
.
Some
families
he
saw
more
happy
than
himself
,
having
discovered
a
team
of
horses
,
and
rattling
through
the
streets
in
retreat
;
others
again
there
were
whose
case
was
like
his
own
,
and
who
could
not
for
any
bribes
or
entreaties
procure
the
necessary
means
of
flight
.
Amongst
these
would-be
fugitives
,
Jos
remarked
the
Lady
Bareacres
and
her
daughter
,
who
sate
in
their
carriage
in
the
porte-cochere
of
their
hotel
,
all
their
imperials
packed
,
and
the
only
drawback
to
whose
flight
was
the
same
want
of
motive
power
which
kept
Jos
stationary
.
Rebecca
Crawley
occupied
apartments
in
this
hotel
;
and
had
before
this
period
had
sundry
hostile
meetings
with
the
ladies
of
the
Bareacres
family
.
My
Lady
Bareacres
cut
Mrs.
Crawley
on
the
stairs
when
they
met
by
chance
;
and
in
all
places
where
the
latter
's
name
was
mentioned
,
spoke
perseveringly
ill
of
her
neighbour
.
The
Countess
was
shocked
at
the
familiarity
of
General
Tufto
with
the
aide-de-camp
's
wife
.
The
Lady
Blanche
avoided
her
as
if
she
had
been
an
infectious
disease
.
Only
the
Earl
himself
kept
up
a
sly
occasional
acquaintance
with
her
,
when
out
of
the
jurisdiction
of
his
ladies
.
Rebecca
had
her
revenge
now
upon
these
insolent
enemies
.
If
became
known
in
the
hotel
that
Captain
Crawley
's
horses
had
been
left
behind
,
and
when
the
panic
began
,
Lady
Bareacres
condescended
to
send
her
maid
to
the
Captain
's
wife
with
her
Ladyship
's
compliments
,
and
a
desire
to
know
the
price
of
Mrs.
Crawley
's
horses
.
Mrs.
Crawley
returned
a
note
with
her
compliments
,
and
an
intimation
that
it
was
not
her
custom
to
transact
bargains
with
ladies
'
maids
.
This
curt
reply
brought
the
Earl
in
person
to
Becky
's
apartment
;
but
he
could
get
no
more
success
than
the
first
ambassador
.
"
Send
a
lady
's
maid
to
ME
!
"
Mrs.
Crawley
cried
in
great
anger
;
"
why
did
n't
my
Lady
Bareacres
tell
me
to
go
and
saddle
the
horses
!
Is
it
her
Ladyship
that
wants
to
escape
,
or
her
Ladyship
's
femme
de
chambre
?
"
And
this
was
all
the
answer
that
the
Earl
bore
back
to
his
Countess
.
What
will
not
necessity
do
?
The
Countess
herself
actually
came
to
wait
upon
Mrs.
Crawley
on
the
failure
of
her
second
envoy
.
She
entreated
her
to
name
her
own
price
;
she
even
offered
to
invite
Becky
to
Bareacres
House
,
if
the
latter
would
but
give
her
the
means
of
returning
to
that
residence
.
Mrs.
Crawley
sneered
at
her
.
