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When
,
then
,
Becky
told
him
that
the
great
crisis
was
near
,
and
the
time
for
action
had
arrived
,
Rawdon
expressed
himself
as
ready
to
act
under
her
orders
,
as
he
would
be
to
charge
with
his
troop
at
the
command
of
his
colonel
.
There
was
no
need
for
him
to
put
his
letter
into
the
third
volume
of
Porteus
.
Rebecca
easily
found
a
means
to
get
rid
of
Briggs
,
her
companion
,
and
met
her
faithful
friend
in
"
the
usual
place
"
on
the
next
day
.
She
had
thought
over
matters
at
night
,
and
communicated
to
Rawdon
the
result
of
her
determinations
.
He
agreed
,
of
course
,
to
everything
;
was
quite
sure
that
it
was
all
right
:
that
what
she
proposed
was
best
;
that
Miss
Crawley
would
infallibly
relent
,
or
"
come
round
,
"
as
he
said
,
after
a
time
.
Had
Rebecca
's
resolutions
been
entirely
different
,
he
would
have
followed
them
as
implicitly
.
"
You
have
head
enough
for
both
of
us
,
Beck
,
"
said
he
.
"
You
're
sure
to
get
us
out
of
the
scrape
.
I
never
saw
your
equal
,
and
I
've
met
with
some
clippers
in
my
time
too
.
"
And
with
this
simple
confession
of
faith
,
the
love-stricken
dragoon
left
her
to
execute
his
part
of
the
project
which
she
had
formed
for
the
pair
.
It
consisted
simply
in
the
hiring
of
quiet
lodgings
at
Brompton
,
or
in
the
neighbourhood
of
the
barracks
,
for
Captain
and
Mrs.
Crawley
.
For
Rebecca
had
determined
,
and
very
prudently
,
we
think
,
to
fly
.
Rawdon
was
only
too
happy
at
her
resolve
;
he
had
been
entreating
her
to
take
this
measure
any
time
for
weeks
past
.
He
pranced
off
to
engage
the
lodgings
with
all
the
impetuosity
of
love
.
He
agreed
to
pay
two
guineas
a
week
so
readily
,
that
the
landlady
regretted
she
had
asked
him
so
little
.
He
ordered
in
a
piano
,
and
half
a
nursery-house
full
of
flowers
:
and
a
heap
of
good
things
.
As
for
shawls
,
kid
gloves
,
silk
stockings
,
gold
French
watches
,
bracelets
and
perfumery
,
he
sent
them
in
with
the
profusion
of
blind
love
and
unbounded
credit
.
And
having
relieved
his
mind
by
this
outpouring
of
generosity
,
he
went
and
dined
nervously
at
the
club
,
waiting
until
the
great
moment
of
his
life
should
come
.
The
occurrences
of
the
previous
day
;
the
admirable
conduct
of
Rebecca
in
refusing
an
offer
so
advantageous
to
her
,
the
secret
unhappiness
preying
upon
her
,
the
sweetness
and
silence
with
which
she
bore
her
affliction
,
made
Miss
Crawley
much
more
tender
than
usual
.
An
event
of
this
nature
,
a
marriage
,
or
a
refusal
,
or
a
proposal
,
thrills
through
a
whole
household
of
women
,
and
sets
all
their
hysterical
sympathies
at
work
.
As
an
observer
of
human
nature
,
I
regularly
frequent
St.
George
's
,
Hanover
Square
,
during
the
genteel
marriage
season
;
and
though
I
have
never
seen
the
bridegroom
's
male
friends
give
way
to
tears
,
or
the
beadles
and
officiating
clergy
any
way
affected
,
yet
it
is
not
at
all
uncommon
to
see
women
who
are
not
in
the
least
concerned
in
the
operations
going
on
--
old
ladies
who
are
long
past
marrying
,
stout
middle-aged
females
with
plenty
of
sons
and
daughters
,
let
alone
pretty
young
creatures
in
pink
bonnets
,
who
are
on
their
promotion
,
and
may
naturally
take
an
interest
in
the
ceremony
--
I
say
it
is
quite
common
to
see
the
women
present
piping
,
sobbing
,
sniffling
;
hiding
their
little
faces
in
their
little
useless
pocket-handkerchiefs
;
and
heaving
,
old
and
young
,
with
emotion
.
When
my
friend
,
the
fashionable
John
Pimlico
,
married
the
lovely
Lady
Belgravia
Green
Parker
,
the
excitement
was
so
general
that
even
the
little
snuffy
old
pew-opener
who
let
me
into
the
seat
was
in
tears
.
And
wherefore
?
I
inquired
of
my
own
soul
:
she
was
not
going
to
be
married
.
Miss
Crawley
and
Briggs
in
a
word
,
after
the
affair
of
Sir
Pitt
,
indulged
in
the
utmost
luxury
of
sentiment
,
and
Rebecca
became
an
object
of
the
most
tender
interest
to
them
.
In
her
absence
Miss
Crawley
solaced
herself
with
the
most
sentimental
of
the
novels
in
her
library
.
Little
Sharp
,
with
her
secret
griefs
,
was
the
heroine
of
the
day
.
That
night
Rebecca
sang
more
sweetly
and
talked
more
pleasantly
than
she
had
ever
been
heard
to
do
in
Park
Lane
.
She
twined
herself
round
the
heart
of
Miss
Crawley
.
She
spoke
lightly
and
laughingly
of
Sir
Pitt
's
proposal
,
ridiculed
it
as
the
foolish
fancy
of
an
old
man
;
and
her
eyes
filled
with
tears
,
and
Briggs
's
heart
with
unutterable
pangs
of
defeat
,
as
she
said
she
desired
no
other
lot
than
to
remain
for
ever
with
her
dear
benefactress
.
"
My
dear
little
creature
,
"
the
old
lady
said
,
"
I
do
n't
intend
to
let
you
stir
for
years
,
that
you
may
depend
upon
it
.
As
for
going
back
to
that
odious
brother
of
mine
after
what
has
passed
,
it
is
out
of
the
question
.
Here
you
stay
with
me
and
Briggs
.
Briggs
wants
to
go
to
see
her
relations
very
often
.
Briggs
,
you
may
go
when
you
like
.
But
as
for
you
,
my
dear
,
you
must
stay
and
take
care
of
the
old
woman
.
"
If
Rawdon
Crawley
had
been
then
and
there
present
,
instead
of
being
at
the
club
nervously
drinking
claret
,
the
pair
might
have
gone
down
on
their
knees
before
the
old
spinster
,
avowed
all
,
and
been
forgiven
in
a
twinkling
.
But
that
good
chance
was
denied
to
the
young
couple
,
doubtless
in
order
that
this
story
might
be
written
,
in
which
numbers
of
their
wonderful
adventures
are
narrated
--
adventures
which
could
never
have
occurred
to
them
if
they
had
been
housed
and
sheltered
under
the
comfortable
uninteresting
forgiveness
of
Miss
Crawley
.
