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In
those
famous
days
every
gazette
had
a
victory
in
it
,
and
the
two
gallant
young
men
longed
to
see
their
own
names
in
the
glorious
list
,
and
cursed
their
unlucky
fate
to
belong
to
a
regiment
which
had
been
away
from
the
chances
of
honour
.
Miss
Sharp
kindled
with
this
exciting
talk
,
but
Miss
Sedley
trembled
and
grew
quite
faint
as
she
heard
it
.
Mr.
Jos
told
several
of
his
tiger-hunting
stories
,
finished
the
one
about
Miss
Cutler
and
Lance
the
surgeon
;
helped
Rebecca
to
everything
on
the
table
,
and
himself
gobbled
and
drank
a
great
deal
.
He
sprang
to
open
the
door
for
the
ladies
,
when
they
retired
,
with
the
most
killing
grace
--
and
coming
back
to
the
table
,
filled
himself
bumper
after
bumper
of
claret
,
which
he
swallowed
with
nervous
rapidity
.
"
He
's
priming
himself
,
"
Osborne
whispered
to
Dobbin
,
and
at
length
the
hour
and
the
carriage
arrived
for
Vauxhall
.
I
know
that
the
tune
I
am
piping
is
a
very
mild
one
(
although
there
are
some
terrific
chapters
coming
presently
)
,
and
must
beg
the
good-natured
reader
to
remember
that
we
are
only
discoursing
at
present
about
a
stockbroker
's
family
in
Russell
Square
,
who
are
taking
walks
,
or
luncheon
,
or
dinner
,
or
talking
and
making
love
as
people
do
in
common
life
,
and
without
a
single
passionate
and
wonderful
incident
to
mark
the
progress
of
their
loves
.
The
argument
stands
thus
--
Osborne
,
in
love
with
Amelia
,
has
asked
an
old
friend
to
dinner
and
to
Vauxhall
--
Jos
Sedley
is
in
love
with
Rebecca
.
Will
he
marry
her
?
That
is
the
great
subject
now
in
hand
.
We
might
have
treated
this
subject
in
the
genteel
,
or
in
the
romantic
,
or
in
the
facetious
manner
.
Suppose
we
had
laid
the
scene
in
Grosvenor
Square
,
with
the
very
same
adventures
--
would
not
some
people
have
listened
?
Suppose
we
had
shown
how
Lord
Joseph
Sedley
fell
in
love
,
and
the
Marquis
of
Osborne
became
attached
to
Lady
Amelia
,
with
the
full
consent
of
the
Duke
,
her
noble
father
:
or
instead
of
the
supremely
genteel
,
suppose
we
had
resorted
to
the
entirely
low
,
and
described
what
was
going
on
in
Mr.
Sedley
's
kitchen
--
how
black
Sambo
was
in
love
with
the
cook
(
as
indeed
he
was
)
,
and
how
he
fought
a
battle
with
the
coachman
in
her
behalf
;
how
the
knife-boy
was
caught
stealing
a
cold
shoulder
of
mutton
,
and
Miss
Sedley
's
new
femme
de
chambre
refused
to
go
to
bed
without
a
wax
candle
;
such
incidents
might
be
made
to
provoke
much
delightful
laughter
,
and
be
supposed
to
represent
scenes
of
"
life
.
"
Or
if
,
on
the
contrary
,
we
had
taken
a
fancy
for
the
terrible
,
and
made
the
lover
of
the
new
femme
de
chambre
a
professional
burglar
,
who
bursts
into
the
house
with
his
band
,
slaughters
black
Sambo
at
the
feet
of
his
master
,
and
carries
off
Amelia
in
her
night-dress
,
not
to
be
let
loose
again
till
the
third
volume
,
we
should
easily
have
constructed
a
tale
of
thrilling
interest
,
through
the
fiery
chapters
of
which
the
reader
should
hurry
,
panting
.
But
my
readers
must
hope
for
no
such
romance
,
only
a
homely
story
,
and
must
be
content
with
a
chapter
about
Vauxhall
,
which
is
so
short
that
it
scarce
deserves
to
be
called
a
chapter
at
all
.
And
yet
it
is
a
chapter
,
and
a
very
important
one
too
.
Are
not
there
little
chapters
in
everybody
's
life
,
that
seem
to
be
nothing
,
and
yet
affect
all
the
rest
of
the
history
?
Let
us
then
step
into
the
coach
with
the
Russell
Square
party
,
and
be
off
to
the
Gardens
.
There
is
barely
room
between
Jos
and
Miss
Sharp
,
who
are
on
the
front
seat
.
Mr.
Osborne
sitting
bodkin
opposite
,
between
Captain
Dobbin
and
Amelia
.
Every
soul
in
the
coach
agreed
that
on
that
night
Jos
would
propose
to
make
Rebecca
Sharp
Mrs.
Sedley
.
The
parents
at
home
had
acquiesced
in
the
arrangement
,
though
,
between
ourselves
,
old
Mr.
Sedley
had
a
feeling
very
much
akin
to
contempt
for
his
son
.
He
said
he
was
vain
,
selfish
,
lazy
,
and
effeminate
.
He
could
not
endure
his
airs
as
a
man
of
fashion
,
and
laughed
heartily
at
his
pompous
braggadocio
stories
.
"
I
shall
leave
the
fellow
half
my
property
,
"
he
said
;
"
and
he
will
have
,
besides
,
plenty
of
his
own
;
but
as
I
am
perfectly
sure
that
if
you
,
and
I
,
and
his
sister
were
to
die
to-morrow
,
he
would
say
'
Good
Gad
!
'
and
eat
his
dinner
just
as
well
as
usual
,
I
am
not
going
to
make
myself
anxious
about
him
.
Let
him
marry
whom
he
likes
.
It
's
no
affair
of
mine
.
"
Amelia
,
on
the
other
hand
,
as
became
a
young
woman
of
her
prudence
and
temperament
,
was
quite
enthusiastic
for
the
match
.
Once
or
twice
Jos
had
been
on
the
point
of
saying
something
very
important
to
her
,
to
which
she
was
most
willing
to
lend
an
ear
,
but
the
fat
fellow
could
not
be
brought
to
unbosom
himself
of
his
great
secret
,
and
very
much
to
his
sister
's
disappointment
he
only
rid
himself
of
a
large
sigh
and
turned
away
.
