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When
Miss
Rebecca
Sharp
wrote
to
her
beloved
friend
the
account
of
the
little
ball
at
Queen
's
Crawley
,
and
the
manner
in
which
,
for
the
first
time
,
Captain
Crawley
had
distinguished
her
,
she
did
not
,
strange
to
relate
,
give
an
altogether
accurate
account
of
the
transaction
.
The
Captain
had
distinguished
her
a
great
number
of
times
before
.
The
Captain
had
met
her
in
a
half-score
of
walks
.
The
Captain
had
lighted
upon
her
in
a
half-hundred
of
corridors
and
passages
.
The
Captain
had
hung
over
her
piano
twenty
times
of
an
evening
(
my
Lady
was
now
upstairs
,
being
ill
,
and
nobody
heeded
her
)
as
Miss
Sharp
sang
.
The
Captain
had
written
her
notes
(
the
best
that
the
great
blundering
dragoon
could
devise
and
spell
;
but
dulness
gets
on
as
well
as
any
other
quality
with
women
)
.
But
when
he
put
the
first
of
the
notes
into
the
leaves
of
the
song
she
was
singing
,
the
little
governess
,
rising
and
looking
him
steadily
in
the
face
,
took
up
the
triangular
missive
daintily
,
and
waved
it
about
as
if
it
were
a
cocked
hat
,
and
she
,
advancing
to
the
enemy
,
popped
the
note
into
the
fire
,
and
made
him
a
very
low
curtsey
,
and
went
back
to
her
place
,
and
began
to
sing
away
again
more
merrily
than
ever
.
"
What
's
that
?
"
said
Miss
Crawley
,
interrupted
in
her
after-dinner
doze
by
the
stoppage
of
the
music
.
"
It
's
a
false
note
,
"
Miss
Sharp
said
with
a
laugh
;
and
Rawdon
Crawley
fumed
with
rage
and
mortification
.
Seeing
the
evident
partiality
of
Miss
Crawley
for
the
new
governess
,
how
good
it
was
of
Mrs.
Bute
Crawley
not
to
be
jealous
,
and
to
welcome
the
young
lady
to
the
Rectory
,
and
not
only
her
,
but
Rawdon
Crawley
,
her
husband
's
rival
in
the
Old
Maid
's
five
per
cents
!
They
became
very
fond
of
each
other
's
society
,
Mrs.
Crawley
and
her
nephew
.
He
gave
up
hunting
;
he
declined
entertainments
at
Fuddleston
:
he
would
not
dine
with
the
mess
of
the
depot
at
Mudbury
:
his
great
pleasure
was
to
stroll
over
to
Crawley
parsonage
--
whither
Miss
Crawley
came
too
;
and
as
their
mamma
was
ill
,
why
not
the
children
with
Miss
Sharp
?
So
the
children
(
little
dears
!
)
came
with
Miss
Sharp
;
and
of
an
evening
some
of
the
party
would
walk
back
together
.
Not
Miss
Crawley
--
she
preferred
her
carriage
--
but
the
walk
over
the
Rectory
fields
,
and
in
at
the
little
park
wicket
,
and
through
the
dark
plantation
,
and
up
the
checkered
avenue
to
Queen
's
Crawley
,
was
charming
in
the
moonlight
to
two
such
lovers
of
the
picturesque
as
the
Captain
and
Miss
Rebecca
.
"
O
those
stars
,
those
stars
!
"
Miss
Rebecca
would
say
,
turning
her
twinkling
green
eyes
up
towards
them
.
"
I
feel
myself
almost
a
spirit
when
I
gaze
upon
them
.
"
"
O
--
ah
--
Gad
--
yes
,
so
do
I
exactly
,
Miss
Sharp
,
"
the
other
enthusiast
replied
.
"
You
do
n't
mind
my
cigar
,
do
you
,
Miss
Sharp
?
"
Miss
Sharp
loved
the
smell
of
a
cigar
out
of
doors
beyond
everything
in
the
world
--
and
she
just
tasted
one
too
,
in
the
prettiest
way
possible
,
and
gave
a
little
puff
,
and
a
little
scream
,
and
a
little
giggle
,
and
restored
the
delicacy
to
the
Captain
,
who
twirled
his
moustache
,
and
straightway
puffed
it
into
a
blaze
that
glowed
quite
red
in
the
dark
plantation
,
and
swore
--
"
Jove
--
aw
--
Gad
--
aw
--
it
's
the
finest
segaw
I
ever
smoked
in
the
world
aw
,
"
for
his
intellect
and
conversation
were
alike
brilliant
and
becoming
to
a
heavy
young
dragoon
Old
Sir
Pitt
,
who
was
taking
his
pipe
and
beer
,
and
talking
to
John
Horrocks
about
a
"
ship
"
that
was
to
be
killed
,
espied
the
pair
so
occupied
from
his
study-window
,
and
with
dreadful
oaths
swore
that
if
it
was
n't
for
Miss
Crawley
,
he
'd
take
Rawdon
and
bundle
un
out
of
doors
,
like
a
rogue
as
he
was
.
"
He
be
a
bad
'n
,
sure
enough
,
"
Mr.
Horrocks
remarked
;
"
and
his
man
Flethers
is
wuss
,
and
have
made
such
a
row
in
the
housekeeper
's
room
about
the
dinners
and
hale
,
as
no
lord
would
make
--
but
I
think
Miss
Sharp
's
a
match
for
'n
,
Sir
Pitt
,
"
he
added
,
after
a
pause
.
