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This
mystery
served
to
keep
Amelia
's
gentle
bosom
in
a
perpetual
flutter
of
excitement
.
If
she
did
not
speak
with
Rebecca
on
the
tender
subject
,
she
compensated
herself
with
long
and
intimate
conversations
with
Mrs.
Blenkinsop
,
the
housekeeper
,
who
dropped
some
hints
to
the
lady
's
-
maid
,
who
may
have
cursorily
mentioned
the
matter
to
the
cook
,
who
carried
the
news
,
I
have
no
doubt
,
to
all
the
tradesmen
,
so
that
Mr.
Jos
's
marriage
was
now
talked
of
by
a
very
considerable
number
of
persons
in
the
Russell
Square
world
.
It
was
,
of
course
,
Mrs.
Sedley
's
opinion
that
her
son
would
demean
himself
by
a
marriage
with
an
artist
's
daughter
.
"
But
,
lor
'
,
Ma'am
,
"
ejaculated
Mrs.
Blenkinsop
,
"
we
was
only
grocers
when
we
married
Mr.
S.
,
who
was
a
stock-broker
's
clerk
,
and
we
had
n't
five
hundred
pounds
among
us
,
and
we
're
rich
enough
now
.
"
And
Amelia
was
entirely
of
this
opinion
,
to
which
,
gradually
,
the
good-natured
Mrs.
Sedley
was
brought
.
Mr.
Sedley
was
neutral
.
"
Let
Jos
marry
whom
he
likes
,
"
he
said
;
"
it
's
no
affair
of
mine
.
This
girl
has
no
fortune
;
no
more
had
Mrs.
Sedley
.
She
seems
good-humoured
and
clever
,
and
will
keep
him
in
order
,
perhaps
.
Better
she
,
my
dear
,
than
a
black
Mrs.
Sedley
,
and
a
dozen
of
mahogany
grandchildren
.
"
So
that
everything
seemed
to
smile
upon
Rebecca
's
fortunes
.
She
took
Jos
's
arm
,
as
a
matter
of
course
,
on
going
to
dinner
;
she
had
sate
by
him
on
the
box
of
his
open
carriage
(
a
most
tremendous
"
buck
"
he
was
,
as
he
sat
there
,
serene
,
in
state
,
driving
his
greys
)
,
and
though
nobody
said
a
word
on
the
subject
of
the
marriage
,
everybody
seemed
to
understand
it
.
All
she
wanted
was
the
proposal
,
and
ah
!
how
Rebecca
now
felt
the
want
of
a
mother
!
--
a
dear
,
tender
mother
,
who
would
have
managed
the
business
in
ten
minutes
,
and
,
in
the
course
of
a
little
delicate
confidential
conversation
,
would
have
extracted
the
interesting
avowal
from
the
bashful
lips
of
the
young
man
!
Such
was
the
state
of
affairs
as
the
carriage
crossed
Westminster
bridge
.
The
party
was
landed
at
the
Royal
Gardens
in
due
time
.
As
the
majestic
Jos
stepped
out
of
the
creaking
vehicle
the
crowd
gave
a
cheer
for
the
fat
gentleman
,
who
blushed
and
looked
very
big
and
mighty
,
as
he
walked
away
with
Rebecca
under
his
arm
.
George
,
of
course
,
took
charge
of
Amelia
.
She
looked
as
happy
as
a
rose-tree
in
sunshine
.
"
I
say
,
Dobbin
,
"
says
George
,
"
just
look
to
the
shawls
and
things
,
there
's
a
good
fellow
.
"
And
so
while
he
paired
off
with
Miss
Sedley
,
and
Jos
squeezed
through
the
gate
into
the
gardens
with
Rebecca
at
his
side
,
honest
Dobbin
contented
himself
by
giving
an
arm
to
the
shawls
,
and
by
paying
at
the
door
for
the
whole
party
.
He
walked
very
modestly
behind
them
.
He
was
not
willing
to
spoil
sport
.
About
Rebecca
and
Jos
he
did
not
care
a
fig
.
But
he
thought
Amelia
worthy
even
of
the
brilliant
George
Osborne
,
and
as
he
saw
that
good-looking
couple
threading
the
walks
to
the
girl
's
delight
and
wonder
,
he
watched
her
artless
happiness
with
a
sort
of
fatherly
pleasure
.
