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Miss Crawley at Home

           "Monstrousnicegirl,‘ponmyhonour,though,Osborne,"hewasgoodenoughtoadd."Lotsoftin,Isuppose,eh?"

           Osbornewasn’tonduty;hewouldjoinCrawleywithpleasure:andthelatter,whentheymetthenextday,praisedhisnewfriend’shorsemanshipashemightwithperfecthonestyandintroducedhimtothreeorfouryoungmenofthefirstfashion,whoseacquaintanceimmenselyelatedthesimpleyoungofficer.

           "How’slittleMissSharp,by-the-bye?"Osborneinquiredofhisfriendovertheirwine,withadandifiedair."Good-naturedlittlegirlthat.DoesshesuityouwellatQueen’sCrawley?MissSedleylikedheragooddeallastyear."

           CaptainCrawleylookedsavagelyattheLieutenantoutofhislittleblueeyes,andwatchedhimwhenhewentuptoresumehisacquaintancewiththefairgoverness.HerconductmusthaverelievedCrawleyiftherewasanyjealousyinthebosomofthatlife-guardsman.

           Whentheyoungmenwentupstairs,andafterOsborne’sintroductiontoMissCrawley,hewalkeduptoRebeccawithapatronising,easyswagger.Hewasgoingtobekindtoherandprotecther.Hewouldevenshakehandswithher,asafriendofAmelia’s;andsaying,"Ah,MissSharp!how-dy-doo?"heldouthislefthandtowardsher,expectingthatshewouldbequiteconfoundedatthehonour.

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