avoided　them；　being　averse　to　marriage　altogether。　　But
  there　was　no　such　swell　in　Calcutta　as　Waterloo　Sedley；
  I　have　heard　say；　and　he　had　the　handsomest　turn…out；
  gave　the　best　bachelor　dinners；　and　had　the　finest　plate
  in　the　whole　place。
  To　make　these　waistcoats　for　a　man　of　his　size　and
  dignity　took　at　least　a　day；　part　of　which　he　employed　in
  hiring　a　servant　to　wait　upon　him　and　his　native　and　in
  instructing　the　agent　who　cleared　his　baggage；　his　boxes；
  his　books；　which　he　never　read；　his　chests　of　mangoes；
  chutney；　and　curry…powders；　his　shawls　for　presents　to
  people　whom　he　didn't　know　as　yet；　and　the　rest　of　his
  Persicos　apparatus。
  At　length；　he　drove　leisurely　to　London　on　the　third
  day　and　in　the　new　waistcoat；　the　native；　with　chattering
  teeth；　shuddering　in　a　shawl　on　the　box　by　the　side　of　the
  new　European　servant；　Jos　puffing　his　pipe　at　intervals
  within　and　looking　so　majestic　that　the　little　boys　cried
  Hooray；　and　many　people　thought　he　must　be　a
  Governor…General。　　HE；　I　promise；　did　not　decline　the
  obsequious　invitation　of　the　landlords　to　alight　and　refresh
  himself　in　the　neat　country　towns。　　Having　partaken　of　a
  copious　breakfast；　with　fish；　and　rice；　and　hard　eggs；　at
  Southampton；　he　had　so　far　rallied　at　Winchester　as　to
  think　a　glass　of　sherry　necessary。　　At　Alton　he　stepped
  out　of　the　carriage　at　his　servant's　request　and　imbibed
  some　of　the　ale　for　which　the　place　is　famous。　　At　Farnham
  he　stopped　to　view　the　Bishop's　Castle　and　to　partake
  of　a　light　dinner　of　stewed　eels；　veal　cutlets；　and
  French　beans；　with　a　bottle　of　claret。　　He　was　cold　over
  Bagshot　Heath；　where　the　native　chattered　more　and
  more；　and　Jos　Sahib　took　some　brandy…and…water；　in
  fact；　when　he　drove　into　town　he　was　as　full　of　wine；
  beer；　meat；　pickles；　cherry…brandy；　and　tobacco　as　the
  steward's　cabin　of　a　steam…packet。　　It　was　evening　when
  his　carriage　thundered　up　to　the　little　door　in　Brompton；
  whither　the　affectionate　fellow　drove　first；　and　before
  hieing　to　the　apartments　secured　for　him　by　Mr。　Dobbin
  at　the　Slaughters'。
  All　the　faces　in　the　street　were　in　the　windows；　the
  little　maidservant　flew　to　the　wicket…gate；　the　Mesdames
  Clapp　looked　out　from　the　casement　of　the　ornamented
  kitchen；　Emmy；　in　a　great　flutter；　was　in　the　passage
  among　the　hats　and　coats；　and　old　Sedley　in　the　parlour
  inside；　shaking　all　over。　　Jos　descended　from　the　post…
  chaise　and　down　the　creaking　swaying　steps　in　awful
  state；　supported　by　the　new　valet　from　Southampton　and
  the　shuddering　native；　whose　brown　face　was　now　livid
  with　cold　and　of　the　colour　of　a　turkey's　gizzard。　　He
  created　an　immense　sensation　in　the　passage　presently；
  where　Mrs。　and　Miss　Clapp；　coming　perhaps　to　listen
  at　the　parlour　door；　found　Loll　Jewab　shaking　upon　the
  hall…bench　under　the　coats；　moaning　in　a　strange　piteous
  way；　and　showing　his　yellow　eyeballs　and　white　teeth。
  For；　you　see；　we　have　adroitly　shut　the　door　upon　the
  meeting　between　Jos　and　the　old　father　and　the　poor　little
  gentle　sister　inside。　　The　old　man　was　very　much　affected；
  so；　of　course；　was　his　daughter；　nor　was　Jos　without
  feeling。　　In　that　long　absence　of　ten　years；　the　most　selfish
  will　think　about　home　and　early　ties。　　Distance　sanctifies
  both。　　Long　brooding　over　those　lost　pleasures　exaggerates
  their　charm　and　sweetness。　　Jos　was　unaffectedly　glad　to
  see　and　shake　the　hand　of　his　father；　between　whom
  and　himself　there　had　been　a　coolnessglad　to　see　his
  little　sister；　whom　he　remembered　so　pretty　and　smiling；
  and　pained　at　the　alteration　which　time；　grief；　and
  misfortune　had　made　in　the　shattered　old　man。　　Emmy　had
  come　out　to　the　door　in　her　black　clothes　and　whispered
  to　him　of　her　mother's　death；　and　not　to　speak　of　it　to
  their　father。　　There　was　no　need　of　this　caution；　for　the
  elder　Sedley　himself　began　immediately　to　speak　of　the
  event；　and　prattled　about　it；　and　wept　over　it　plenteously。
  It　shocked　the　Indian　not　a　little　and　made　him　think　of
  himself　less　than　the　poor　fellow　was　accustomed　to　do。
  The　result　of　the　interview　must　have　been　very
  satisfactory；　for　when　Jos　had　reascended　his　post…chaise
  and　had　driven　away　to　his　hotel；　Emmy　embraced　her　father
  tenderly；　appealing　to　him　with　an　air　of　triumph；　and
  asking　the　old　man　whether　she　did　not　always　say　that
  her　brother　had　a　good　heart？
  Indeed；　Joseph　Sedley；　affected　by　the　humble　position
  in　which　he　found　his　relations；　and　in　the　expansiveness
  and　overflowing　of　heart　occasioned　by　the　first　meeting；
  declared　that　they　should　never　suffer　want　or
  discomfort　any　more；　that　he　was　at　home　for　some　time
  at　any　rate；　during　which　his　house　and　everything　he
  had　should　be　theirs：　　and　that　Amelia　would　look　very
  pretty　at　the　head　of　his　tableuntil　she　would　accept
  one　of　her　own。
  She　shook　her　head　sadly　and　had；　as　usual；　recourse
  to　the　waterworks。　　She　knew　what　he　meant。　　She　and
  her　young　confidante；　Miss　Mary；　had　talked　over　the
  matter　most　fully；　the　very　night　of　the　Major's　visit；
  beyond　which　time　the　impetuous　Polly　could　not　refrain
  from　talking　of　the　discovery　which　she　had　made；　and
  describing　the　start　and　tremor　of　joy　by　which　Major
  Dobbin　betrayed　himself　when　Mr。　Binny　passed　with　his
  bride　and　the　Major　learned　that　he　had　no　longer　a
  rival　to　fear。　　〃Didn't　you　see　how　he　shook　all　over
  when　you　asked　if　he　was　married　and　he　said；　'Who　told
  you　those　lies？'　Oh；　M'am；〃　Polly　said；　〃he　never　kept　his
  eyes　off　you；　and　I'm　sure　he's　grown　grey　athinking　of
  you。〃
  But　Amelia；　looking　up　at　her　bed；　over　which　hung
  the　portraits　of　her　husband　and　son；　told　her　young
  protegee　never；　never；　to　speak　on　that　subject　again；
  that　Major　Dobbin　had　been　her　husband's　dearest　friend
  and　her　own　and　George's　most　kind　and　affectionate
  guardian；　that　she　loved　him　as　a　brotherbut　that　a
  woman　who　had　been　married　to　such　an　angel　as　that；
  and　she　pointed　to　the　wall；　could　never　think　of　any
  other　union。　　Poor　Polly　sighed：　　she　thought　what　she
  should　do　if　young　Mr。　Tomkins；　at　the　surgery；　who
  always　looked　at　her　so　at　church；　and　who；　by　those
  mere　aggressive　glances　had　put　her　timorous　little　heart
  into　such　a　flutter　that　she　was　ready　to　surrender　at
  once；what　she　should　do　if　he　were　to　die？　She　knew
  he　was　consumptive；　his　cheeks　were　so　red　and　he　was
  so　uncommon　thin　in　the　waist。
  Not　that　Emmy；　being　made　aware　of　the　honest
  Major's　passion；　rebuffed　him　in　any　way；　or　felt
  displeased　with　him。　　Such　an　attachment　from　so　true　and
  loyal　a　gentleman　could　make　no　woman　angry。
  Desdemona　was　not　angry　with　Cassio；　though　there　is
  very　little　doubt　she　saw　the　Lieutenant's　partiality　for
  her　（and　I　for　my　part　believe　that　many　more　things
  took　place　in　that　sad　affair　than　the　worthy　Moorish
  officer　ever　knew　of）；　why；　Miranda　was　even　very　kind
  to　Caliban；　and　we　may　be　pretty　sure　for　the　same
  reason。　　Not　that　she　would　encourage　him　in　the　least
  the　poor　uncouth　monsterof　course　not。　　No　more
  would　Emmy　by　any　means　encourage　her　admirer；　the
  Major。　　She　would　give　him　that　friendly　regard；　which
  so　much　excellence　and　fidelity　merited；　she　would　treat
  him　with　perfect　cordiality　and　frankness　until　he　made
  his　proposals；　and　THEN　it　would　be　time　enough　for　her
  to　speak　and　to　put　an　end　to　hopes　which　never　could　be
  realized。
  She　slept；　therefore；　very　soundly　that　evening；　after
  the　conversation　with　Miss　Polly；　and　was　more　than
  ordinarily　happy；　in　spite　of　Jos's　delaying。　　〃I　am　glad
  he　is　not　going　to　marry　that　Miss　O'Dowd；〃　she　thought。
  〃Colonel　O'Dowd　never　could　have　a　sister　fit　for　such
  an　accomplished　man　as　Major　William。〃　Who　was　there
  amongst　her　little　circle　who　would　make　him　a　good
  wife？　Not　Miss　Binny；　she　was　too　old　and　ill…tempered；
  Miss　Osborne？　too　old　too。　　Little　Polly　was　too　young。
  Mrs。　Osborne　could　not　find　anybody　to　suit　the　Major
  before　she　went　to　sleep。
  The　same　morning　brought　Major　Dobbin　a　letter　to　the
  Slaughters'　Coffee…house　from　his　friend　at　Southampton；
  begging　dear　Dob　to　excuse　Jos　for　being　in　a　rage　when
  awakened　the　day　before　（he　had　a　confounded　headache；
  and　was　just　in　his　first　sleep）；　and　entreating　Dob　to
  engage　comfortable　rooms　at　the　Slaughters'　for　Mr。　Sedley
  and　his　servants。　　The　Major　had　become　necessary　to
  Jos　during　the　voyage。　　He　was　attached　to　him；　and　hung
  upon　him。　　The　other　passengers　were　away　to　London。
  Young　Ricketts　and　little　Chaffers　went　away　on　the
  coach　that　dayRicketts　on　the　box；　and　taking　the
  reins　from　Botley；　the　Doctor　was　off　to　his　family　at
  Portsea；　Bragg　gone　to　town　to　his　co…partners；　and　the
  first　mate　busy　in　the　unloading　of　the　Ramchunder。　　Mr。
  Joe　was　very　lonely　at　Southampton；　and　got　the　landlord
  of　the　George　to　take　a　glass　of　wine　with　him　that
  day；　at　the　very　hour　at　which　Major　Dobbin　was
  seated　at　the　table　of　his　father；　Sir　William；　where　his
  sister　found　out　（for　it　was　impossible　for　the　Major　to
  tell　fibs）　that　he　had　been　to　see　Mrs。　George　Osborne。
  Jos　was　so　comfortably　situated　in　St。　　Martin's　Lane；　he
  could　enjoy　his　hookah　there　with　such　perfect　ease；　and
  could　swagger　down　to　the　theatres；　when　minded；　so
  agreeably；　that；　perhaps