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In Which All the Principal Personages Think Fit to Leave Brighton

           "Andinwhatpartofit?Amongthekilledandwoundedreturns,andatthetopofthelist,verylikely."

           "Psha!Itwillbetimeenoughtocryoutwhenwearehurt,"Dobbinsaid."Andifanythinghappens,youknow,George,Ihavegotalittle,andIamnotamarryingman,andIshallnotforgetmygodsoninmywill,"headded,withasmile.WhereuponthedisputeendedasmanyscoresofsuchconversationsbetweenOsborneandhisfriendhadconcludedpreviouslybytheformerdeclaringtherewasnopossibilityofbeingangrywithDobbinlong,andforgivinghimverygenerouslyafterabusinghimwithoutcause.

           "Isay,Becky,"criedRawdonCrawleyoutofhisdressing-room,tohislady,whowasattiringherselffordinnerinherownchamber.

           "What?"saidBecky’sshrillvoice.Shewaslookingoverhershoulderintheglass.Shehadputontheneatestandfreshestwhitefrockimaginable,andwithbareshouldersandalittlenecklace,andalightbluesash,shelookedtheimageofyouthfulinnocenceandgirlishhappiness.

           "Isay,what’llMrs.O.do,whenO.goesoutwiththeregiment?"Crawleysaidcomingintotheroom,performingaduetonhisheadwithtwohugehair-brushes,andlookingoutfromunderhishairwithadmirationonhisprettylittlewife.

           "Isupposeshe’llcryhereyesout,"Beckyanswered."Shehasbeenwhimperinghalfadozentimes,attheverynotionofit,alreadytome.

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