Don't you know he has hit a man, and shot an injured father through the hat only?
He's adored in his regiment; and all the young men at Wattier's and the Cocoa-Tree swear by him." When Miss Rebecca Sharp wrote to her beloved friend the account of the little ball at Queen's Crawley, and the manner in which, for the first time, Captain Crawley had distinguished her, she did not, strange to relate, give an altogether accurate account of the transaction.

The Captain had distinguished her a great number of times before.

The Captain had met her in a half-score of walks.

The Captain had lighted upon her in a half-hundred of corridors and passages.

The Captain had hung over her piano twenty times of an evening (my Lady was now upstairs, being ill, and nobody heeded her) as Miss Sharp sang.