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Becky
made
Rawdon
dine
out
once
or
twice
on
business
,
while
Pitt
stayed
with
them
,
and
the
Baronet
passed
the
happy
evening
alone
with
her
and
Briggs
.
She
went
downstairs
to
the
kitchen
and
actually
cooked
little
dishes
for
him
.
"
Is
n't
it
a
good
salmi
?
"
she
said
;
"
I
made
it
for
you
.
I
can
make
you
better
dishes
than
that
,
and
will
when
you
come
to
see
me
.
"
"
Everything
you
do
,
you
do
well
,
"
said
the
Baronet
gallantly
.
"
The
salmi
is
excellent
indeed
.
"
"
A
poor
man
's
wife
,
"
Rebecca
replied
gaily
,
"
must
make
herself
useful
,
you
know
"
;
on
which
her
brother-in-law
vowed
that
"
she
was
fit
to
be
the
wife
of
an
Emperor
,
and
that
to
be
skilful
in
domestic
duties
was
surely
one
of
the
most
charming
of
woman
's
qualities
.
"
And
Sir
Pitt
thought
,
with
something
like
mortification
,
of
Lady
Jane
at
home
,
and
of
a
certain
pie
which
she
had
insisted
on
making
,
and
serving
to
him
at
dinner
--
a
most
abominable
pie
.
Besides
the
salmi
,
which
was
made
of
Lord
Steyne
's
pheasants
from
his
lordship
's
cottage
of
Stillbrook
,
Becky
gave
her
brother-in-law
a
bottle
of
white
wine
,
some
that
Rawdon
had
brought
with
him
from
France
,
and
had
picked
up
for
nothing
,
the
little
story-teller
said
;
whereas
the
liquor
was
,
in
truth
,
some
White
Hermitage
from
the
Marquis
of
Steyne
's
famous
cellars
,
which
brought
fire
into
the
Baronet
's
pallid
cheeks
and
a
glow
into
his
feeble
frame
.
Then
when
he
had
drunk
up
the
bottle
of
petit
vin
blanc
,
she
gave
him
her
hand
,
and
took
him
up
to
the
drawing-room
,
and
made
him
snug
on
the
sofa
by
the
fire
,
and
let
him
talk
as
she
listened
with
the
tenderest
kindly
interest
,
sitting
by
him
,
and
hemming
a
shirt
for
her
dear
little
boy
.
Whenever
Mrs.
Rawdon
wished
to
be
particularly
humble
and
virtuous
,
this
little
shirt
used
to
come
out
of
her
work-box
.
It
had
got
to
be
too
small
for
Rawdon
long
before
it
was
finished
.
Well
,
Rebecca
listened
to
Pitt
,
she
talked
to
him
,
she
sang
to
him
,
she
coaxed
him
,
and
cuddled
him
,
so
that
he
found
himself
more
and
more
glad
every
day
to
get
back
from
the
lawyer
's
at
Gray
's
Inn
,
to
the
blazing
fire
in
Curzon
Street
--
a
gladness
in
which
the
men
of
law
likewise
participated
,
for
Pitt
's
harangues
were
of
the
longest
--
and
so
that
when
he
went
away
he
felt
quite
a
pang
at
departing
.
How
pretty
she
looked
kissing
her
hand
to
him
from
the
carriage
and
waving
her
handkerchief
when
he
had
taken
his
place
in
the
mail
!
She
put
the
handkerchief
to
her
eyes
once
.
He
pulled
his
sealskin
cap
over
his
,
as
the
coach
drove
away
,
and
,
sinking
back
,
he
thought
to
himself
how
she
respected
him
and
how
he
deserved
it
,
and
how
Rawdon
was
a
foolish
dull
fellow
who
did
n't
half-appreciate
his
wife
;
and
how
mum
and
stupid
his
own
wife
was
compared
to
that
brilliant
little
Becky
.
Becky
had
hinted
every
one
of
these
things
herself
,
perhaps
,
but
so
delicately
and
gently
that
you
hardly
knew
when
or
where
.
And
,
before
they
parted
,
it
was
agreed
that
the
house
in
London
should
be
redecorated
for
the
next
season
,
and
that
the
brothers
'
families
should
meet
again
in
the
country
at
Christmas
.
"
I
wish
you
could
have
got
a
little
money
out
of
him
,
"
Rawdon
said
to
his
wife
moodily
when
the
Baronet
was
gone
.
"
I
should
like
to
give
something
to
old
Raggles
,
hanged
if
I
should
n't
.
It
ai
n't
right
,
you
know
,
that
the
old
fellow
should
be
kept
out
of
all
his
money
.
It
may
be
inconvenient
,
and
he
might
let
to
somebody
else
besides
us
,
you
know
.
"
"
Tell
him
,
"
said
Becky
,
"
that
as
soon
as
Sir
Pitt
's
affairs
are
settled
,
everybody
will
be
paid
,
and
give
him
a
little
something
on
account
.
Here
's
a
cheque
that
Pitt
left
for
the
boy
,
"
and
she
took
from
her
bag
and
gave
her
husband
a
paper
which
his
brother
had
handed
over
to
her
,
on
behalf
of
the
little
son
and
heir
of
the
younger
branch
of
the
Crawleys
.
The
truth
is
,
she
had
tried
personally
the
ground
on
which
her
husband
expressed
a
wish
that
she
should
venture
--
tried
it
ever
so
delicately
,
and
found
it
unsafe
.
Even
at
a
hint
about
embarrassments
,
Sir
Pitt
Crawley
was
off
and
alarmed
.
