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； he would have remained
altogether at the Slaughters' had not his friend； the Major；
been at his elbow。 That gentleman would not let the
Bengalee rest until he had executed his promise of having
a home for Amelia and his father。 Jos was a soft fellow
in anybody's hands； Dobbin most active in anybody's
concerns but his own； the civilian was； therefore； an easy
victim to the guileless arts of this good…natured diplomatist
and was ready to do； to purchase； hire； or relinquish
whatever his friend thought fit。 Loll Jewab； of whom the
boys about St。 Martin's Lane used to make cruel fun
whenever he showed his dusky countenance in the street； was
sent back to Calcutta in the Lady Kicklebury East
Indiaman； in which Sir William Dobbin had a share； having
previously taught Jos's European the art of preparing
curries； pilaus； and pipes。 It was a matter of great delight
and occupation to Jos to superintend the building of a
smart chariot which he and the Major ordered in the
neighbouring Long Acre： and a pair of handsome horses
were jobbed； with which Jos drove about in state in the
park； or to call upon his Indian friends。 Amelia was not
seldom by his side on these excursions； when also Major
Dobbin would be seen in the back seat of the carriage。
At other times old Sedley and his daughter took
advantage of it； and Miss Clapp； who frequently
accompanied her friend； had great pleasure in being recognized
as she sat in the carriage； dressed in the famous yellow
shawl； by the young gentleman at the surgery； whose face
might commonly be seen over the window…blinds as she
passed。
Shortly after Jos's first appearance at Brompton； a
dismal scene； indeed； took place at that humble cottage at
which the Sedleys had passed the last ten years of their
life。 Jos's carriage （the temporary one； not the chariot
under construction） arrived one day and carried off old
Sedley and his daughterto return no more。 The tears
that were shed by the landlady and the landlady's
daughter at that event were as genuine tears of sorrow as any
that have been outpoured in the course of this history。
In their long acquaintanceship and intimacy they could
not recall a harsh word that had been uttered by Amelia
She had been all sweetness and kindness； always
thankful； always gentle； even when Mrs。 Clapp lost her own
temper and pressed for the rent。 When the kind creature
was going away for good and all； the landlady reproached
herself bitterly for ever having used a rough expression to
herhow she wept； as they stuck up with wafers on the
window； a paper notifying that the little rooms so long
occupied were to let！ They never would have such lodgers
again； that was quite clear。 After…life proved the truth of
this melancholy prophecy； and Mrs。 Clapp revenged
herself for the deterioration of mankind by levying the most
savage contributions upon the tea…caddies and legs of
mutton of her locataires。 Most of them scolded and
grumbled； some of them did not pay； none of them stayed。
The landlady might well regret those old； old friends； who
had left her。
As for Miss Mary； her sorrow at Amelia's departure
was such as I shall not attempt to depict。 From childhood
upwards she had been with her daily and had attached
herself so passionately to that dear good lady that when
the grand barouche came to carry her off into splendour；
she fainted in the arms of her friend； who was indeed
scarcely less affected than the good…natured girl。 Amelia
loved her like a daughter。 During eleven years the girl had
been her constant friend and associate。 The separation was
a very painful one indeed to her。 But it was of course
arranged that Mary was to come and stay often at the
grand new house whither Mrs。 Osborne was going； and
where Mary was sure she would never be so happy as
she had been in their humble cot； as Miss Clapp called it；
in the language of the novels which she loved。
Let us hope she was wrong in her judgement。 Poor
Emmy's days of happiness had been very few in that
humble cot。 A gloomy Fate had oppressed her there。 She
never liked to come back to the house after she had left
it； or to face the landlady who had tyrannized over her
when ill…humoured and unpaid； or when pleased had
treated her with a coarse familiarity scarcely less odious。
Her servility and fulsome compliments when Emmy was
in prosperity were not more to that lady's liking。 She
cast about notes of admiration all over the new house；
extolling every article of furniture or ornament； she
fingered Mrs。 Osborne's dresses and calculated their price。
Nothing could be too good for that sweet lady； she
vowed and protested。 But in the vulgar sycophant who
now paid court to her； Emmy always remembered the
coarse tyrant who had made her miserable many a time；
to whom she had been forced to put up petitions for
time； when the rent was overdue； who cried out at her
extravagance if she bought delicacies for her ailing mother
or father； who had seen her humble and trampled upon
her。
Nobody ever heard of