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"
Major
William
Dobbin
,
my
beloved
son
's
friend
,
"
was
appointed
executor
;
"
and
as
out
of
his
kindness
and
bounty
,
and
with
his
own
private
funds
,
he
maintained
my
grandson
and
my
son
's
widow
,
when
they
were
otherwise
without
means
of
support
"
(
the
testator
went
on
to
say
)
"
I
hereby
thank
him
heartily
for
his
love
and
regard
for
them
,
and
beseech
him
to
accept
such
a
sum
as
may
be
sufficient
to
purchase
his
commission
as
a
Lieutenant-Colonel
,
or
to
be
disposed
of
in
any
way
he
may
think
fit
.
"
When
Amelia
heard
that
her
father-in-law
was
reconciled
to
her
,
her
heart
melted
,
and
she
was
grateful
for
the
fortune
left
to
her
.
But
when
she
heard
how
Georgy
was
restored
to
her
,
and
knew
how
and
by
whom
,
and
how
it
was
William
's
bounty
that
supported
her
in
poverty
,
how
it
was
William
who
gave
her
her
husband
and
her
son
--
oh
,
then
she
sank
on
her
knees
,
and
prayed
for
blessings
on
that
constant
and
kind
heart
;
she
bowed
down
and
humbled
herself
,
and
kissed
the
feet
,
as
it
were
,
of
that
beautiful
and
generous
affection
.
And
gratitude
was
all
that
she
had
to
pay
back
for
such
admirable
devotion
and
benefits
--
only
gratitude
!
If
she
thought
of
any
other
return
,
the
image
of
George
stood
up
out
of
the
grave
and
said
,
"
You
are
mine
,
and
mine
only
,
now
and
forever
.
"
William
knew
her
feelings
:
had
he
not
passed
his
whole
life
in
divining
them
?
When
the
nature
of
Mr.
Osborne
's
will
became
known
to
the
world
,
it
was
edifying
to
remark
how
Mrs.
George
Osborne
rose
in
the
estimation
of
the
people
forming
her
circle
of
acquaintance
.
The
servants
of
Jos
's
establishment
,
who
used
to
question
her
humble
orders
and
say
they
would
"
ask
Master
"
whether
or
not
they
could
obey
,
never
thought
now
of
that
sort
of
appeal
.
The
cook
forgot
to
sneer
at
her
shabby
old
gowns
(
which
,
indeed
,
were
quite
eclipsed
by
that
lady
's
finery
when
she
was
dressed
to
go
to
church
of
a
Sunday
evening
)
,
the
others
no
longer
grumbled
at
the
sound
of
her
bell
,
or
delayed
to
answer
that
summons
.
The
coachman
,
who
grumbled
that
his
'
osses
should
be
brought
out
and
his
carriage
made
into
an
hospital
for
that
old
feller
and
Mrs.
O.
,
drove
her
with
the
utmost
alacrity
now
,
and
trembling
lest
he
should
be
superseded
by
Mr.
Osborne
's
coachman
,
asked
"
what
them
there
Russell
Square
coachmen
knew
about
town
,
and
whether
they
was
fit
to
sit
on
a
box
before
a
lady
?
"
Jos
's
friends
,
male
and
female
,
suddenly
became
interested
about
Emmy
,
and
cards
of
condolence
multiplied
on
her
hall
table
.
Jos
himself
,
who
had
looked
on
her
as
a
good-natured
harmless
pauper
,
to
whom
it
was
his
duty
to
give
victuals
and
shelter
,
paid
her
and
the
rich
little
boy
,
his
nephew
,
the
greatest
respect
--
was
anxious
that
she
should
have
change
and
amusement
after
her
troubles
and
trials
,
"
poor
dear
girl
"
--
and
began
to
appear
at
the
breakfast-table
,
and
most
particularly
to
ask
how
she
would
like
to
dispose
of
the
day
.
In
her
capacity
of
guardian
to
Georgy
,
she
,
with
the
consent
of
the
Major
,
her
fellow-trustee
,
begged
Miss
Osborne
to
live
in
the
Russell
Square
house
as
long
as
ever
she
chose
to
dwell
there
;
but
that
lady
,
with
thanks
,
declared
that
she
never
could
think
of
remaining
alone
in
that
melancholy
mansion
,
and
departed
in
deep
mourning
to
Cheltenham
,
with
a
couple
of
her
old
domestics
.
The
rest
were
liberally
paid
and
dismissed
,
the
faithful
old
butler
,
whom
Mrs.
Osborne
proposed
to
retain
,
resigning
and
preferring
to
invest
his
savings
in
a
public-house
,
where
,
let
us
hope
,
he
was
not
unprosperous
.
Miss
Osborne
not
choosing
to
live
in
Russell
Square
,
Mrs.
Osborne
also
,
after
consultation
,
declined
to
occupy
the
gloomy
old
mansion
there
.
The
house
was
dismantled
;
the
rich
furniture
and
effects
,
the
awful
chandeliers
and
dreary
blank
mirrors
packed
away
and
hidden
,
the
rich
rosewood
drawing-room
suite
was
muffled
in
straw
,
the
carpets
were
rolled
up
and
corded
,
the
small
select
library
of
well-bound
books
was
stowed
into
two
wine-chests
,
and
the
whole
paraphernalia
rolled
away
in
several
enormous
vans
to
the
Pantechnicon
,
where
they
were
to
lie
until
Georgy
's
majority
.
And
the
great
heavy
dark
plate-chests
went
off
to
Messrs.
Stumpy
and
Rowdy
,
to
lie
in
the
cellars
of
those
eminent
bankers
until
the
same
period
should
arrive
.
One
day
Emmy
,
with
George
in
her
hand
and
clad
in
deep
sables
,
went
to
visit
the
deserted
mansion
which
she
had
not
entered
since
she
was
a
girl
.
The
place
in
front
was
littered
with
straw
where
the
vans
had
been
laden
and
rolled
off
.
They
went
into
the
great
blank
rooms
,
the
walls
of
which
bore
the
marks
where
the
pictures
and
mirrors
had
hung
.
Then
they
went
up
the
great
blank
stone
staircases
into
the
upper
rooms
,
into
that
where
grandpapa
died
,
as
George
said
in
a
whisper
,
and
then
higher
still
into
George
's
own
room
.
The
boy
was
still
clinging
by
her
side
,
but
she
thought
of
another
besides
him
.
She
knew
that
it
had
been
his
father
's
room
as
well
as
his
own
.
