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"
Jim
might
go
down
and
see
her
,
certainly
,
"
the
housewife
said
;
adding
with
a
sigh
,
"
If
we
could
but
get
one
of
the
girls
into
the
house
;
but
she
could
never
endure
them
,
because
they
are
not
pretty
!
"
Those
unfortunate
and
well-educated
women
made
themselves
heard
from
the
neighbouring
drawing-room
,
where
they
were
thrumming
away
,
with
hard
fingers
,
an
elaborate
music-piece
on
the
piano-forte
,
as
their
mother
spoke
;
and
indeed
,
they
were
at
music
,
or
at
backboard
,
or
at
geography
,
or
at
history
,
the
whole
day
long
.
But
what
avail
all
these
accomplishments
,
in
Vanity
Fair
,
to
girls
who
are
short
,
poor
,
plain
,
and
have
a
bad
complexion
?
Mrs.
Bute
could
think
of
nobody
but
the
Curate
to
take
one
of
them
off
her
hands
;
and
Jim
coming
in
from
the
stable
at
this
minute
,
through
the
parlour
window
,
with
a
short
pipe
stuck
in
his
oilskin
cap
,
he
and
his
father
fell
to
talking
about
odds
on
the
St.
Leger
,
and
the
colloquy
between
the
Rector
and
his
wife
ended
.
Mrs.
Bute
did
not
augur
much
good
to
the
cause
from
the
sending
of
her
son
James
as
an
ambassador
,
and
saw
him
depart
in
rather
a
despairing
mood
.
Nor
did
the
young
fellow
himself
,
when
told
what
his
mission
was
to
be
,
expect
much
pleasure
or
benefit
from
it
;
but
he
was
consoled
by
the
thought
that
possibly
the
old
lady
would
give
him
some
handsome
remembrance
of
her
,
which
would
pay
a
few
of
his
most
pressing
bills
at
the
commencement
of
the
ensuing
Oxford
term
,
and
so
took
his
place
by
the
coach
from
Southampton
,
and
was
safely
landed
at
Brighton
on
the
same
evening
?
with
his
portmanteau
,
his
favourite
bull-dog
Towzer
,
and
an
immense
basket
of
farm
and
garden
produce
,
from
the
dear
Rectory
folks
to
the
dear
Miss
Crawley
.
Considering
it
was
too
late
to
disturb
the
invalid
lady
on
the
first
night
of
his
arrival
,
he
put
up
at
an
inn
,
and
did
not
wait
upon
Miss
Crawley
until
a
late
hour
in
the
noon
of
next
day
.
James
Crawley
,
when
his
aunt
had
last
beheld
him
,
was
a
gawky
lad
,
at
that
uncomfortable
age
when
the
voice
varies
between
an
unearthly
treble
and
a
preternatural
bass
;
when
the
face
not
uncommonly
blooms
out
with
appearances
for
which
Rowland
's
Kalydor
is
said
to
act
as
a
cure
;
when
boys
are
seen
to
shave
furtively
with
their
sister
's
scissors
,
and
the
sight
of
other
young
women
produces
intolerable
sensations
of
terror
in
them
;
when
the
great
hands
and
ankles
protrude
a
long
way
from
garments
which
have
grown
too
tight
for
them
;
when
their
presence
after
dinner
is
at
once
frightful
to
the
ladies
,
who
are
whispering
in
the
twilight
in
the
drawing-room
,
and
inexpressibly
odious
to
the
gentlemen
over
the
mahogany
,
who
are
restrained
from
freedom
of
intercourse
and
delightful
interchange
of
wit
by
the
presence
of
that
gawky
innocence
;
when
,
at
the
conclusion
of
the
second
glass
,
papa
says
,
"
Jack
,
my
boy
,
go
out
and
see
if
the
evening
holds
up
,
"
and
the
youth
,
willing
to
be
free
,
yet
hurt
at
not
being
yet
a
man
,
quits
the
incomplete
banquet
.
James
,
then
a
hobbadehoy
,
was
now
become
a
young
man
,
having
had
the
benefits
of
a
university
education
,
and
acquired
the
inestimable
polish
which
is
gained
by
living
in
a
fast
set
at
a
small
college
,
and
contracting
debts
,
and
being
rusticated
,
and
being
plucked
.
He
was
a
handsome
lad
,
however
,
when
he
came
to
present
himself
to
his
aunt
at
Brighton
,
and
good
looks
were
always
a
title
to
the
fickle
old
lady
's
favour
.
Nor
did
his
blushes
and
awkwardness
take
away
from
it
:
she
was
pleased
with
these
healthy
tokens
of
the
young
gentleman
's
ingenuousness
.
He
said
"
he
had
come
down
for
a
couple
of
days
to
see
a
man
of
his
college
,
and
--
and
to
pay
my
respects
to
you
,
Ma'am
,
and
my
father
's
and
mother
's
,
who
hope
you
are
well
.
"
Pitt
was
in
the
room
with
Miss
Crawley
when
the
lad
was
announced
,
and
looked
very
blank
when
his
name
was
mentioned
.
The
old
lady
had
plenty
of
humour
,
and
enjoyed
her
correct
nephew
's
perplexity
.
She
asked
after
all
the
people
at
the
Rectory
with
great
interest
;
and
said
she
was
thinking
of
paying
them
a
visit
.
She
praised
the
lad
to
his
face
,
and
said
he
was
well-grown
and
very
much
improved
,
and
that
it
was
a
pity
his
sisters
had
not
some
of
his
good
looks
;
and
finding
,
on
inquiry
,
that
he
had
taken
up
his
quarters
at
an
hotel
,
would
not
hear
of
his
stopping
there
,
but
bade
Mr.
Bowls
send
for
Mr.
James
Crawley
's
things
instantly
;
"
and
hark
ye
,
Bowls
,
"
she
added
,
with
great
graciousness
,
"
you
will
have
the
goodness
to
pay
Mr.
James
's
bill
.
"
She
flung
Pitt
a
look
of
arch
triumph
,
which
caused
that
diplomatist
almost
to
choke
with
envy
.
Much
as
he
had
ingratiated
himself
with
his
aunt
,
she
had
never
yet
invited
him
to
stay
under
her
roof
,
and
here
was
a
young
whipper-snapper
,
who
at
first
sight
was
made
welcome
there
.
"
I
beg
your
pardon
,
sir
,
"
says
Bowls
,
advancing
with
a
profound
bow
;
"
what
'
otel
,
sir
,
shall
Thomas
fetch
the
luggage
from
?
"
