I saw it, and upon my soul I am sorry for it; she's a prodigiously fine girl--such lips and such teeth! Egad I was delighted when you came; for, you see, I was in a manner obliged to take one line of character, and I saw pretty plainly where it must end; and you know with you it's quite different, she'll laugh and chat, and all that sort of thing, but she'll not be carried away by her feelings; you understand me ?" "Oh, perfectly; it's quite different, as you observed." If I had not been supported internally during this short dialogue by the recently expressed opinion of the dear Fanny herself upon my friend Curzon's merits, I think I should have been tempted to take the liberty of wringing his neck off.

However, the affair was much better as it stood, as I had only to wait a little with proper patience, and I had no fears but that my friend Charley would become the hero of a very pretty episode for the mess.
"So I suppose you must feel considerably bored by this kind of thing," I said, endeavouring to draw him out.
"Why, I do," replied he, "and I do not.

The girl is very pretty.

The place is dull in the morning; and altogether it helps to fill up time." "Well," said I, "you are always fortunate, Curzon.

You have ever your share of what floating luck the world affords." "It is not exactly all luck, my dear friend; for, as I shall explain to you--" "Not now," replied I, "for I have not yet breakfasted." So saying I turned into the coffee-room, leaving the worthy adjutant to revel in his fancied conquest, and pity such unfortunates as myself.
After an early dinner at the club-house, I hastened down to the theatre, where numerous preparations for the night were going forward.