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Somehow
,
although
he
left
home
every
morning
,
as
was
stated
,
and
dined
abroad
six
days
in
the
week
,
when
his
sisters
believed
the
infatuated
youth
to
be
at
Miss
Sedley
's
apron-strings
:
he
was
NOT
always
with
Amelia
,
whilst
the
world
supposed
him
at
her
feet
.
Certain
it
is
that
on
more
occasions
than
one
,
when
Captain
Dobbin
called
to
look
for
his
friend
,
Miss
Osborne
(
who
was
very
attentive
to
the
Captain
,
and
anxious
to
hear
his
military
stories
,
and
to
know
about
the
health
of
his
dear
Mamma
)
,
would
laughingly
point
to
the
opposite
side
of
the
square
,
and
say
,
"
Oh
,
you
must
go
to
the
Sedleys
'
to
ask
for
George
;
WE
never
see
him
from
morning
till
night
.
"
At
which
kind
of
speech
the
Captain
would
laugh
in
rather
an
absurd
constrained
manner
,
and
turn
off
the
conversation
,
like
a
consummate
man
of
the
world
,
to
some
topic
of
general
interest
,
such
as
the
Opera
,
the
Prince
's
last
ball
at
Carlton
House
,
or
the
weather
--
that
blessing
to
society
.
"
What
an
innocent
it
is
,
that
pet
of
yours
,
"
Miss
Maria
would
then
say
to
Miss
Jane
,
upon
the
Captain
's
departure
.
"
Did
you
see
how
he
blushed
at
the
mention
of
poor
George
on
duty
?
"
"
It
's
a
pity
Frederick
Bullock
had
n't
some
of
his
modesty
,
Maria
,
"
replies
the
elder
sister
,
with
a
toss
of
he
head
.
"
Modesty
!
Awkwardness
you
mean
,
Jane
.
I
do
n't
want
Frederick
to
trample
a
hole
in
my
muslin
frock
,
as
Captain
Dobbin
did
in
yours
at
Mrs.
Perkins
'
.
"
"
In
YOUR
frock
,
he
,
he
!
How
could
he
?
Was
n't
he
dancing
with
Amelia
?
"
The
fact
is
,
when
Captain
Dobbin
blushed
so
,
and
looked
so
awkward
,
he
remembered
a
circumstance
of
which
he
did
not
think
it
was
necessary
to
inform
the
young
ladies
,
viz.
,
that
he
had
been
calling
at
Mr.
Sedley
's
house
already
,
on
the
pretence
of
seeing
George
,
of
course
,
and
George
was
n't
there
,
only
poor
little
Amelia
,
with
rather
a
sad
wistful
face
,
seated
near
the
drawing-room
window
,
who
,
after
some
very
trifling
stupid
talk
,
ventured
to
ask
,
was
there
any
truth
in
the
report
that
the
regiment
was
soon
to
be
ordered
abroad
;
and
had
Captain
Dobbin
seen
Mr.
Osborne
that
day
?
The
regiment
was
not
ordered
abroad
as
yet
;
and
Captain
Dobbin
had
not
seen
George
.
"
He
was
with
his
sister
,
most
likely
,
"
the
Captain
said
.
"
Should
he
go
and
fetch
the
truant
?
"
So
she
gave
him
her
hand
kindly
and
gratefully
:
and
he
crossed
the
square
;
and
she
waited
and
waited
,
but
George
never
came
.
Poor
little
tender
heart
!
and
so
it
goes
on
hoping
and
beating
,
and
longing
and
trusting
.
You
see
it
is
not
much
of
a
life
to
describe
.
There
is
not
much
of
what
you
call
incident
in
it
.
Only
one
feeling
all
day
--
when
will
he
come
?
only
one
thought
to
sleep
and
wake
upon
.
I
believe
George
was
playing
billiards
with
Captain
Cannon
in
Swallow
Street
at
the
time
when
Amelia
was
asking
Captain
Dobbin
about
him
;
for
George
was
a
jolly
sociable
fellow
,
and
excellent
in
all
games
of
skill
.
Once
,
after
three
days
of
absence
,
Miss
Amelia
put
on
her
bonnet
,
and
actually
invaded
the
Osborne
house
.
"
What
!
leave
our
brother
to
come
to
us
?
"
said
the
young
ladies
.
"
Have
you
had
a
quarrel
,
Amelia
?
Do
tell
us
!
"
No
,
indeed
,
there
had
been
no
quarrel
.
"
Who
could
quarrel
with
him
?
"
says
she
,
with
her
eyes
filled
with
tears
.
She
only
came
over
to
--
to
see
her
dear
friends
;
they
had
not
met
for
so
long
.
And
this
day
she
was
so
perfectly
stupid
and
awkward
,
that
the
Misses
Osborne
and
their
governess
,
who
stared
after
her
as
she
went
sadly
away
,
wondered
more
than
ever
what
George
could
see
in
poor
little
Amelia
.
Of
course
they
did
.
How
was
she
to
bare
that
timid
little
heart
for
the
inspection
of
those
young
ladies
with
their
bold
black
eyes
?
It
was
best
that
it
should
shrink
and
hide
itself
.
