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"
We
might
take
Southdown
's
carriage
,
which
ought
to
be
present
at
the
funeral
,
as
he
is
a
relation
of
the
family
:
but
,
no
--
I
intend
that
we
shall
go
by
the
coach
.
They
'll
like
it
better
.
It
seems
more
humble
--
"
"
Rawdy
goes
,
of
course
?
"
the
Colonel
asked
.
"
No
such
thing
;
why
pay
an
extra
place
?
He
's
too
big
to
travel
bodkin
between
you
and
me
.
Let
him
stay
here
in
the
nursery
,
and
Briggs
can
make
him
a
black
frock
.
Go
you
,
and
do
as
I
bid
you
.
And
you
had
best
tell
Sparks
,
your
man
,
that
old
Sir
Pitt
is
dead
and
that
you
will
come
in
for
something
considerable
when
the
affairs
are
arranged
.
He
'll
tell
this
to
Raggles
,
who
has
been
pressing
for
money
,
and
it
will
console
poor
Raggles
.
"
And
so
Becky
began
sipping
her
chocolate
.
When
the
faithful
Lord
Steyne
arrived
in
the
evening
,
he
found
Becky
and
her
companion
,
who
was
no
other
than
our
friend
Briggs
,
busy
cutting
,
ripping
,
snipping
,
and
tearing
all
sorts
of
black
stuffs
available
for
the
melancholy
occasion
.
"
Miss
Briggs
and
I
are
plunged
in
grief
and
despondency
for
the
death
of
our
Papa
,
"
Rebecca
said
.
"
Sir
Pitt
Crawley
is
dead
,
my
lord
.
We
have
been
tearing
our
hair
all
the
morning
,
and
now
we
are
tearing
up
our
old
clothes
.
"
"
Oh
,
Rebecca
,
how
can
you
--
"
was
all
that
Briggs
could
say
as
she
turned
up
her
eyes
.
"
Oh
,
Rebecca
,
how
can
you
--
"
echoed
my
Lord
.
"
So
that
old
scoundrel
's
dead
,
is
he
?
He
might
have
been
a
Peer
if
he
had
played
his
cards
better
.
Mr.
Pitt
had
very
nearly
made
him
;
but
he
ratted
always
at
the
wrong
time
.
What
an
old
Silenus
it
was
!
"
"
I
might
have
been
Silenus
's
widow
,
"
said
Rebecca
.
"
Do
n't
you
remember
,
Miss
Briggs
,
how
you
peeped
in
at
the
door
and
saw
old
Sir
Pitt
on
his
knees
to
me
?
"
Miss
Briggs
,
our
old
friend
,
blushed
very
much
at
this
reminiscence
,
and
was
glad
when
Lord
Steyne
ordered
her
to
go
downstairs
and
make
him
a
cup
of
tea
.
Briggs
was
the
house-dog
whom
Rebecca
had
provided
as
guardian
of
her
innocence
and
reputation
.
Miss
Crawley
had
left
her
a
little
annuity
.
She
would
have
been
content
to
remain
in
the
Crawley
family
with
Lady
Jane
,
who
was
good
to
her
and
to
everybody
;
but
Lady
Southdown
dismissed
poor
Briggs
as
quickly
as
decency
permitted
;
and
Mr.
Pitt
(
who
thought
himself
much
injured
by
the
uncalled-for
generosity
of
his
deceased
relative
towards
a
lady
who
had
only
been
Miss
Crawley
's
faithful
retainer
a
score
of
years
)
made
no
objection
to
that
exercise
of
the
dowager
's
authority
.
Bowls
and
Firkin
likewise
received
their
legacies
and
their
dismissals
,
and
married
and
set
up
a
lodging-house
,
according
to
the
custom
of
their
kind
.
