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Imean,haveyouenoughgoldtotakeyoubacktoEnglandincaseofamisfortune?”
“Sir。”saidJos,majestically,“whenIwantmoney,I
knowwheretoaskforit。Andasformysister,youneedn’ttellmehowIoughttobehavetoher。”
“Youspeaklikeamanofspirit,Jos。”theotheransweredgood-naturedly,“andIamgladthatGeorgecanleaveherinsuchgoodhands。SoImaygivehimyourwordofhonour,mayI,thatincaseofextremityyouwillstandbyher?”
“Ofcourse,ofcourse。”answeredMr。Jos,whosegenerosityinmoneymattersDobbinestimatedquitecorrectly。
“Andyou’llseehersafeoutofBrusselsintheeventofadefeat?”
“Adefeat!D——it,sir,it’simpossible。Don’ttryandfrightenME。”theherocriedfromhisbed;andDobbin’smindwasthusperfectlysetateasenowthatJoshadspokenoutsoresolutelyrespectinghisconducttohissister。”Atleast。”thoughttheCaptain,“therewillbearetreatsecuredforherincasetheworstshouldensue。”
IfCaptainDobbinexpectedtogetanypersonalcomfortandsatisfactionfromhavingonemoreviewofAmeliabeforetheregimentmarchedaway,hisselfishnesswaspunishedjustassuchodiousegotismdeservedtobe。ThedoorofJos’sbedroomopenedintothesitting-roomwhichwascommontothefamilyparty,andoppositethisdoorwasthatofAmelia’schamber。Thebugleshadwakenedeverybody:therewasnouseinconcealmentnow。George’sservantwaspackinginthisroom:Osbornecominginandoutofthecontiguousbedroom,flingingtothemansucharticlesashethoughtfittocarryonthecampaign。
AndpresentlyDobbinhadtheopportunitywhichhisheartcoveted,andhegotsightofAmelia’sfaceoncemore。Butwhatafaceitwas!Sowhite,sowildanddespair-stricken,thattheremembranceofithauntedhimafterwardslikeacrime,andthesightsmotehimwithinexpressiblepangsoflongingandpity。
Shewaswrappedinawhitemorningdress,herhairfallingonhershoulders,andherlargeeyesfixedandwithoutlight。Bywayofhelpingonthepreparationsforthedeparture,andshowingthatshetoocouldbeusefulatamomentsocritical,thispoorsoulhadtakenupasashofGeorge’sfromthedrawerswhereonitlay,andfollowedhimtoandfrowiththesashinherhand,lookingonmutelyashispackingproceeded。Shecameoutandstood,leaningatthewall,holdingthissashagainstherbosom,fromwhichtheheavynetofcrimsondroppedlikealargestainofblood。Ourgentle-heartedCaptainfeltaguiltyshockashelookedather。”GoodGod。”
thoughthe,“andisitgrieflikethisIdaredtopryinto?”
Andtherewasnohelp:nomeanstosootheandcomfortthishelpless,speechlessmisery。Hestoodforamomentandlookedather,powerlessandtornwithpity,asaparentregardsaninfantinpain。
Atlast,GeorgetookEmmy’shand,andledherbackintothebedroom,fromwhencehecameoutalone。Thepartinghadtakenplaceinthatmoment,andhewasgone。
“ThankHeaventhatisover。”Georgethought,boundingdownthestair,hisswordunderhisarm,asheranswiftlytothealarmground,wheretheregimentwasmustered,andwhithertroopedmenandofficershurryingfromtheirbillets;hispulsewasthrobbingandhischeeksflushed:thegreatgameofwarwasgoingtobeplayed,andheoneoftheplayers。Whatafierceexcitementofdoubt,hope,andpleasure!Whattremendoushazardsoflossorgain!Whatwereallthegamesofchancehehadeverplayedcomparedtothisone?Intoallcontestsrequiringathleticskillandcourage,theyoungman,fromhisboyhoodupwards,hadflunghimselfwithallhismight。
Thechampionofhisschoolandhisregiment,thebravosofhiscompanionshadfollowedhimeverywhere;fromtheboys’cricket-matchtothegarrison-races,hehadwonahundredoftriumphs;andwhereverhewentwomenandmenhadadmiredandenviedhim。Whatqualitiesarethereforwhichamangetssospeedyareturnofapplause,asthoseofbodilysuperiority,activity,andvalour?Timeoutofmindstrengthand