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Crawley
for
religious
instruction
,
touched
upon
the
Washerwoman
of
Finchley
Common
,
which
she
had
read
with
the
greatest
profit
,
and
asked
about
Lady
Emily
,
its
gifted
author
,
now
Lady
Emily
Hornblower
,
at
Cape
Town
,
where
her
husband
had
strong
hopes
of
becoming
Bishop
of
Caffraria
.
But
she
crowned
all
,
and
confirmed
herself
in
Lady
Southdown
's
favour
,
by
feeling
very
much
agitated
and
unwell
after
the
funeral
and
requesting
her
Ladyship
's
medical
advice
,
which
the
Dowager
not
only
gave
,
but
,
wrapped
up
in
a
bed-gown
and
looking
more
like
Lady
Macbeth
than
ever
,
came
privately
in
the
night
to
Becky
's
room
with
a
parcel
of
favourite
tracts
,
and
a
medicine
of
her
own
composition
,
which
she
insisted
that
Mrs.
Rawdon
should
take
.
Becky
first
accepted
the
tracts
and
began
to
examine
them
with
great
interest
,
engaging
the
Dowager
in
a
conversation
concerning
them
and
the
welfare
of
her
soul
,
by
which
means
she
hoped
that
her
body
might
escape
medication
.
But
after
the
religious
topics
were
exhausted
,
Lady
Macbeth
would
not
quit
Becky
's
chamber
until
her
cup
of
night-drink
was
emptied
too
;
and
poor
Mrs.
Rawdon
was
compelled
actually
to
assume
a
look
of
gratitude
,
and
to
swallow
the
medicine
under
the
unyielding
old
Dowager
's
nose
,
who
left
her
victim
finally
with
a
benediction
.
It
did
not
much
comfort
Mrs.
Rawdon
;
her
countenance
was
very
queer
when
Rawdon
came
in
and
heard
what
had
happened
;
and
.
his
explosions
of
laughter
were
as
loud
as
usual
,
when
Becky
,
with
a
fun
which
she
could
not
disguise
,
even
though
it
was
at
her
own
expense
,
described
the
occurrence
and
how
she
had
been
victimized
by
Lady
Southdown
.
Lord
Steyne
,
and
her
son
in
London
,
had
many
a
laugh
over
the
story
when
Rawdon
and
his
wife
returned
to
their
quarters
in
May
Fair
.
Becky
acted
the
whole
scene
for
them
.
She
put
on
a
night-cap
and
gown
.
She
preached
a
great
sermon
in
the
true
serious
manner
;
she
lectured
on
the
virtue
of
the
medicine
which
she
pretended
to
administer
,
with
a
gravity
of
imitation
so
perfect
that
you
would
have
thought
it
was
the
Countess
's
own
Roman
nose
through
which
she
snuffled
.
"
Give
us
Lady
Southdown
and
the
black
dose
,
"
was
a
constant
cry
amongst
the
folks
in
Becky
's
little
drawing-room
in
May
Fair
.
And
for
the
first
time
in
her
life
the
Dowager
Countess
of
Southdown
was
made
amusing
.
Sir
Pitt
remembered
the
testimonies
of
respect
and
veneration
which
Rebecca
had
paid
personally
to
himself
in
early
days
,
and
was
tolerably
well
disposed
towards
her
.
The
marriage
,
ill-advised
as
it
was
,
had
improved
Rawdon
very
much
--
that
was
clear
from
the
Colonel
's
altered
habits
and
demeanour
--
and
had
it
not
been
a
lucky
union
as
regarded
Pitt
himself
?
The
cunning
diplomatist
smiled
inwardly
as
he
owned
that
he
owed
his
fortune
to
it
,
and
acknowledged
that
he
at
least
ought
not
to
cry
out
against
it
.
His
satisfaction
was
not
removed
by
Rebecca
's
own
statements
,
behaviour
,
and
conversation
.
She
doubled
the
deference
which
before
had
charmed
him
,
calling
out
his
conversational
powers
in
such
a
manner
as
quite
to
surprise
Pitt
himself
,
who
,
always
inclined
to
respect
his
own
talents
,
admired
them
the
more
when
Rebecca
pointed
them
out
to
him
.
With
her
sister-in-law
,
Rebecca
was
satisfactorily
able
to
prove
that
it
was
Mrs.
Bute
Crawley
who
brought
about
the
marriage
which
she
afterwards
so
calumniated
;
that
it
was
Mrs.
Bute
's
avarice
--
who
hoped
to
gain
all
Miss
Crawley
's
fortune
and
deprive
Rawdon
of
his
aunt
's
favour
--
which
caused
and
invented
all
the
wicked
reports
against
Rebecca
.
"
She
succeeded
in
making
us
poor
,
"
Rebecca
said
with
an
air
of
angelical
patience
;
"
but
how
can
I
be
angry
with
a
woman
who
has
given
me
one
of
the
best
husbands
in
the
world
?
And
has
not
her
own
avarice
been
sufficiently
punished
by
the
ruin
of
her
own
hopes
and
the
loss
of
the
property
by
which
she
set
so
much
store
?
Poor
!
"
she
cried
.
"
Dear
Lady
Jane
,
what
care
we
for
poverty
?
I
am
used
to
it
from
childhood
,
and
I
am
often
thankful
that
Miss
Crawley
's
money
has
gone
to
restore
the
splendour
of
the
noble
old
family
of
which
I
am
so
proud
to
be
a
member
.
I
am
sure
Sir
Pitt
will
make
a
much
better
use
of
it
than
Rawdon
would
.
"
All
these
speeches
were
reported
to
Sir
Pitt
by
the
most
faithful
of
wives
,
and
increased
the
favourable
impression
which
Rebecca
made
;
so
much
so
that
when
,
on
the
third
day
after
the
funeral
,
the
family
party
were
at
dinner
,
Sir
Pitt
Crawley
,
carving
fowls
at
the
head
of
the
table
,
actually
said
to
Mrs.
Rawdon
,
"
Ahem
!
Rebecca
,
may
I
give
you
a
wing
?
"
--
a
speech
which
made
the
little
woman
's
eyes
sparkle
with
pleasure
.
While
Rebecca
was
prosecuting
the
above
schemes
and
hopes
,
and
Pitt
Crawley
arranging
the
funeral
ceremonial
and
other
matters
connected
with
his
future
progress
and
dignity
,
and
Lady
Jane
busy
with
her
nursery
,
as
far
as
her
mother
would
let
her
,
and
the
sun
rising
and
setting
,
and
the
clock-tower
bell
of
the
Hall
ringing
to
dinner
and
to
prayers
as
usual
,
the
body
of
the
late
owner
of
Queen
's
Crawley
lay
in
the
apartment
which
he
had
occupied
,
watched
unceasingly
by
the
professional
attendants
who
were
engaged
for
that
rite
.
A
woman
or
two
,
and
three
or
four
undertaker
's
men
,
the
best
whom
Southampton
could
furnish
,
dressed
in
black
,
and
of
a
proper
stealthy
and
tragical
demeanour
,
had
charge
of
the
remains
which
they
watched
turn
about
,
having
the
housekeeper
's
room
for
their
place
of
rendezvous
when
off
duty
,
where
they
played
at
cards
in
privacy
and
drank
their
beer
.
