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Breakfast
was
so
late
that
day
,
in
consequence
of
the
delays
which
had
occurred
,
that
the
church-bells
began
to
ring
whilst
they
were
sitting
over
their
meal
;
and
Lady
Jane
was
too
ill
,
she
said
,
to
go
to
church
,
though
her
thoughts
had
been
entirely
astray
during
the
period
of
family
devotion
.
Rawdon
Crawley
meanwhile
hurried
on
from
Great
Gaunt
Street
,
and
knocking
at
the
great
bronze
Medusa
's
head
which
stands
on
the
portal
of
Gaunt
House
,
brought
out
the
purple
Silenus
in
a
red
and
silver
waistcoat
who
acts
as
porter
of
that
palace
.
The
man
was
scared
also
by
the
Colonel
's
dishevelled
appearance
,
and
barred
the
way
as
if
afraid
that
the
other
was
going
to
force
it
.
But
Colonel
Crawley
only
took
out
a
card
and
enjoined
him
particularly
to
send
it
in
to
Lord
Steyne
,
and
to
mark
the
address
written
on
it
,
and
say
that
Colonel
Crawley
would
be
all
day
after
one
o'clock
at
the
Regent
Club
in
St.
James
's
Street
--
not
at
home
.
The
fat
red-faced
man
looked
after
him
with
astonishment
as
he
strode
away
;
so
did
the
people
in
their
Sunday
clothes
who
were
out
so
early
;
the
charity-boys
with
shining
faces
,
the
greengrocer
lolling
at
his
door
,
and
the
publican
shutting
his
shutters
in
the
sunshine
,
against
service
commenced
.
The
people
joked
at
the
cab-stand
about
his
appearance
,
as
he
took
a
carriage
there
,
and
told
the
driver
to
drive
him
to
Knightsbridge
Barracks
.
All
the
bells
were
jangling
and
tolling
as
he
reached
that
place
.
He
might
have
seen
his
old
acquaintance
Amelia
on
her
way
from
Brompton
to
Russell
Square
,
had
he
been
looking
out
.
Troops
of
schools
were
on
their
march
to
church
,
the
shiny
pavement
and
outsides
of
coaches
in
the
suburbs
were
thronged
with
people
out
upon
their
Sunday
pleasure
;
but
the
Colonel
was
much
too
busy
to
take
any
heed
of
these
phenomena
,
and
,
arriving
at
Knightsbridge
,
speedily
made
his
way
up
to
the
room
of
his
old
friend
and
comrade
Captain
Macmurdo
,
who
Crawley
found
,
to
his
satisfaction
,
was
in
barracks
.
Captain
Macmurdo
,
a
veteran
officer
and
Waterloo
man
,
greatly
liked
by
his
regiment
,
in
which
want
of
money
alone
prevented
him
from
attaining
the
highest
ranks
,
was
enjoying
the
forenoon
calmly
in
bed
.
He
had
been
at
a
fast
supper-party
,
given
the
night
before
by
Captain
the
Honourable
George
Cinqbars
,
at
his
house
in
Brompton
Square
,
to
several
young
men
of
the
regiment
,
and
a
number
of
ladies
of
the
corps
de
ballet
,
and
old
Mac
,
who
was
at
home
with
people
of
all
ages
and
ranks
,
and
consorted
with
generals
,
dog-fanciers
,
opera-dancers
,
bruisers
,
and
every
kind
of
person
,
in
a
word
,
was
resting
himself
after
the
night
's
labours
,
and
,
not
being
on
duty
,
was
in
bed
.
His
room
was
hung
round
with
boxing
,
sporting
,
and
dancing
pictures
,
presented
to
him
by
comrades
as
they
retired
from
the
regiment
,
and
married
and
settled
into
quiet
life
.
And
as
he
was
now
nearly
fifty
years
of
age
,
twenty-four
of
which
he
had
passed
in
the
corps
,
he
had
a
singular
museum
.
He
was
one
of
the
best
shots
in
England
,
and
,
for
a
heavy
man
,
one
of
the
best
riders
;
indeed
,
he
and
Crawley
had
been
rivals
when
the
latter
was
in
the
Army
.
To
be
brief
,
Mr.
Macmurdo
was
lying
in
bed
,
reading
in
Bell
's
Life
an
account
of
that
very
fight
between
the
Tutbury
Pet
and
the
Barking
Butcher
,
which
has
been
before
mentioned
--
a
venerable
bristly
warrior
,
with
a
little
close-shaved
grey
head
,
with
a
silk
nightcap
,
a
red
face
and
nose
,
and
a
great
dyed
moustache
.
When
Rawdon
told
the
Captain
he
wanted
a
friend
,
the
latter
knew
perfectly
well
on
what
duty
of
friendship
he
was
called
to
act
,
and
indeed
had
conducted
scores
of
affairs
for
his
acquaintances
with
the
greatest
prudence
and
skill
.
His
Royal
Highness
the
late
lamented
Commander-in-Chief
had
had
the
greatest
regard
for
Macmurdo
on
this
account
,
and
he
was
the
common
refuge
of
gentlemen
in
trouble
.
"
What
's
the
row
about
,
Crawley
,
my
boy
?
"
said
the
old
warrior
.
"
No
more
gambling
business
,
hay
,
like
that
when
we
shot
Captain
Marker
?
"
"
It
's
about
--
about
my
wife
,
"
Crawley
answered
,
casting
down
his
eyes
and
turning
very
red
.
