Ask Dobbin." "You DID have a round with the coachman," Captain Dobbin said, "and showed plenty of fight too." "And that fellow with the white coat at Vauxhall! How Jos drove at him! How the women screamed! By Jove, sir, it did my heart good to see you.
I thought you civilians had no pluck; but I'll never get in your way when you are in your cups, Jos." "I believe I'm very terrible, when I'm roused," ejaculated Jos from the sofa, and made a grimace so dreary and ludicrous, that the Captain's politeness could restrain him no longer, and he and Osborne fired off a ringing volley of laughter.
Osborne pursued his advantage pitilessly.

He thought Jos a milksop.

He had been revolving in his mind the marriage question pending between Jos and Rebecca, and was not over well pleased that a member of a family into which he, George Osborne, of the -- th, was going to marry, should make a mesalliance with a little nobody--a little upstart governess.

"You hit, you poor old fellow!" said Osborne.

"You terrible! Why, man, you couldn't stand--you made everybody laugh in the Gardens, though you were crying yourself.