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           Osbornewasjustonthepointofknockingdownagentlemanintop-boots,whoproposedtotakeadvantageofthisinvitation,andacommotionseemedtobeinevitable,whenbythegreatestgoodluckagentlemanofthenameofDobbin,whohadbeenwalkingaboutthegardens,steppeduptothebox."Beoff,youfools!"saidthisgentlemanshoulderingoffagreatnumberofthecrowd,whovanishedpresentlybeforehiscockedhatandfierceappearanceandheenteredtheboxinamostagitatedstate.

           "GoodHeavens!Dobbin,wherehaveyoubeen?"Osbornesaid,seizingthewhitecashmereshawlfromhisfriend’sarm,andhuddlingupAmeliainit.—"Makeyourselfuseful,andtakechargeofJoshere,whilstItaketheladiestothecarriage."

           JoswasforrisingtointerferebutasinglepushfromOsborne’sfingersenthimpuffingbackintohisseatagain,andthelieutenantwasenabledtoremovetheladiesinsafety.Joskissedhishandtothemastheyretreated,andhiccuppedout"Blessyou!Blessyou!"Then,seizingCaptainDobbin’shand,andweepinginthemostpitifulway,heconfidedtothatgentlemanthesecretofhisloves.Headoredthatgirlwhohadjustgoneout;hehadbrokenherheart,heknewhehad,byhisconduct;hewouldmarryhernextmorningatSt.

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