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And
as
the
swinging
doors
of
Hulker
,
Bullock
&
Co.
closed
upon
Mr.
Sedley
,
Mr.
Quill
,
the
cashier
(
whose
benevolent
occupation
it
is
to
hand
out
crisp
bank-notes
from
a
drawer
and
dispense
sovereigns
out
of
a
copper
shovel
)
,
winked
at
Mr.
Driver
,
the
clerk
at
the
desk
on
his
right
.
Mr.
Driver
winked
again
.
"
No
go
,
"
Mr.
D.
whispered
.
"
Not
at
no
price
,
"
Mr.
Q.
said
.
"
Mr.
George
Osborne
,
sir
,
how
will
you
take
it
?
"
George
crammed
eagerly
a
quantity
of
notes
into
his
pockets
,
and
paid
Dobbin
fifty
pounds
that
very
evening
at
mess
.
That
very
evening
Amelia
wrote
him
the
tenderest
of
long
letters
.
Her
heart
was
overflowing
with
tenderness
,
but
it
still
foreboded
evil
.
What
was
the
cause
of
Mr.
Osborne
's
dark
looks
?
she
asked
Had
any
difference
arisen
between
him
and
her
papa
?
Her
poor
papa
returned
so
melancholy
from
the
City
,
that
all
were
alarmed
about
him
at
home
--
in
fine
,
there
were
four
pages
of
loves
and
fears
and
hopes
and
forebodings
.
"
Poor
little
Emmy
--
dear
little
Emmy
.
How
fond
she
is
of
me
,
"
George
said
,
as
he
perused
the
missive
--
"
and
Gad
,
what
a
headache
that
mixed
punch
has
given
me
!
"
Poor
little
Emmy
,
indeed
.
About
this
time
there
drove
up
to
an
exceedingly
snug
and
well-appointed
house
in
Park
Lane
,
a
travelling
chariot
with
a
lozenge
on
the
panels
,
a
discontented
female
in
a
green
veil
and
crimped
curls
on
the
rumble
,
and
a
large
and
confidential
man
on
the
box
.
It
was
the
equipage
of
our
friend
Miss
Crawley
,
returning
from
Hants
.
The
carriage
windows
were
shut
;
the
fat
spaniel
,
whose
head
and
tongue
ordinarily
lolled
out
of
one
of
them
,
reposed
on
the
lap
of
the
discontented
female
.
When
the
vehicle
stopped
,
a
large
round
bundle
of
shawls
was
taken
out
of
the
carriage
by
the
aid
of
various
domestics
and
a
young
lady
who
accompanied
the
heap
of
cloaks
.
That
bundle
contained
Miss
Crawley
,
who
was
conveyed
upstairs
forthwith
,
and
put
into
a
bed
and
chamber
warmed
properly
as
for
the
reception
of
an
invalid
.
Messengers
went
off
for
her
physician
and
medical
man
.
They
came
,
consulted
,
prescribed
,
vanished
.
The
young
companion
of
Miss
Crawley
,
at
the
conclusion
of
their
interview
,
came
in
to
receive
their
instructions
,
and
administered
those
antiphlogistic
medicines
which
the
eminent
men
ordered
.
Captain
Crawley
of
the
Life
Guards
rode
up
from
Knightsbridge
Barracks
the
next
day
;
his
black
charger
pawed
the
straw
before
his
invalid
aunt
's
door
.
He
was
most
affectionate
in
his
inquiries
regarding
that
amiable
relative
.
There
seemed
to
be
much
source
of
apprehension
.
He
found
Miss
Crawley
's
maid
(
the
discontented
female
)
unusually
sulky
and
despondent
;
he
found
Miss
Briggs
,
her
dame
de
compagnie
,
in
tears
alone
in
the
drawing-room
.
She
had
hastened
home
,
hearing
of
her
beloved
friend
's
illness
.
She
wished
to
fly
to
her
couch
,
that
couch
which
she
,
Briggs
,
had
so
often
smoothed
in
the
hour
of
sickness
.
She
was
denied
admission
to
Miss
Crawley
's
apartment
.
A
stranger
was
administering
her
medicines
--
a
stranger
from
the
country
--
an
odious
Miss
...
--
tears
choked
the
utterance
of
the
dame
de
compagnie
,
and
she
buried
her
crushed
affections
and
her
poor
old
red
nose
in
her
pocket
handkerchief
.
Rawdon
Crawley
sent
up
his
name
by
the
sulky
femme
de
chambre
,
and
Miss
Crawley
's
new
companion
,
coming
tripping
down
from
the
sick-room
,
put
a
little
hand
into
his
as
he
stepped
forward
eagerly
to
meet
her
,
gave
a
glance
of
great
scorn
at
the
bewildered
Briggs
,
and
beckoning
the
young
Guardsman
out
of
the
back
drawing-room
,
led
him
downstairs
into
that
now
desolate
dining-parlour
,
where
so
many
a
good
dinner
had
been
celebrated
.
