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William, though he saw by Amelia's looks that a great crisis had come,

nevertheless continued to implore Sedley, in the most energetic terms,

to beware of Rebecca; and he eagerly, almost frantically, adjured Jos

not to receive her. He besought Mr. Sedley to inquire at least

regarding her; told him how he had heard that she was in the company of

gamblers and people of ill repute; pointed out what evil she had done

in former days, how she and Crawley had misled poor George into ruin,

how she was now parted from her husband, by her own confession, and,

perhaps, for good reason. What a dangerous companion she would be for

his sister, who knew nothing of the affairs of the world! William

implored Jos, with all the eloquence which he could bring to bear, and

a great deal more energy than this quiet gentleman was ordinarily in

the habit of showing, to keep Rebecca out of his household.

Had he been less violent, or more dexterous, he might have succeeded in

his supplications to Jos; but the civilian was not a little jealous of

the airs of superiority which the Major constantly exhibited towards

him, as he fancied (indeed, he had imparted his opinions to Mr. Kirsch,

the courier, whose bills Major Dobbin checked on this journey, and who

sided with his master), and he began a blustering speech about his

competency to defend his own honour, his desire not to have his affairs

meddled with, his intention, in fine, to rebel against the Major, when

the colloquy--rather a long and stormy one--was put an end to in the

simplest way possible, namely, by the arrival of Mrs. Becky, with a

porter from the Elephant Hotel in charge of her very meagre baggage.

She greeted her host with affectionate respect and made a shrinking,

but amicable salutation to Major Dobbin, who, as her instinct assured

her at once, was her enemy, and had been speaking against her; and the

bustle and clatter consequent upon her arrival brought Amelia out of

her room. Emmy went up and embraced her guest with the greatest

warmth, and took no notice of the Major, except to fling him an angry

look--the most unjust and scornful glance that had perhaps ever

appeared in that poor little woman's face since she was born. But she

had private reasons of her own, and was bent upon being angry with him.

And Dobbin, indignant at the injustice, not at the defeat, went off,

making her a bow quite as haughty as the killing curtsey with which the

little woman chose to bid him farewell.

He being gone, Emmy was particularly lively and affectionate to

Rebecca, and bustled about the apartments and installed her guest in

her room with an eagerness and activity seldom exhibited by our placid

little friend. But when an act of injustice is to be done, especially

by weak people, it is best that it should be done quickly, and Emmy

thought she was displaying a great deal of firmness and proper feeling

and veneration for the late Captain Osborne in her present behaviour.