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Widow and Mother

           Osbornefoundoutsomeofthetheasily.Heknewtheiruniformquitewell,andhadbeenusedtofollowallthepromotionsandexchangesintheregiment,andlovedtotalkaboutitanditsofficersasifhehadbeenoneofthenumber.OnthedayafterhisarrivalatBrussels,andasheissuedfromhishotel,whichfacedthepark,hesawasoldierinthewell-knownfacings,reposingonastonebenchinthegarden,andwentandsatedowntremblingbythewoundedconvalescentman.

           "WereyouinCaptainOsborne’scompany?"hesaid,andadded,afterapause,"hewasmyson,sir."

           ThemanwasnotoftheCaptain’scompany,buthelifteduphisunwoundedarmandtouched-hiscapsadlyandrespectfullytothehaggardbroken-spiritedgentlemanwhoquestionedhim."Thewholearmydidn’tcontainafinerorabetterofficer,"thesoldiersaid."TheSergeantoftheCaptain’scompany(CaptainRaymondhaditnow),wasintown,though,andwasjustwellofashotintheshoulder.Hishonourmightseehimifheliked,whocouldtellhimanythinghewantedtoknowaboutabouttheth’sactions.ButhishonourhadseenMajorDobbin,nodoubt,thebraveCaptain’sgreatfriend;andMrs.Osborne,whowasheretoo,andhadbeenverybad,heheardeverybodysay.Theysayshewasoutofhermindlikeforsixweeksormore.Butyourhonourknowsallaboutthatandaskingyourpardon"—themanadded.

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