Nothing now seemed to be thought of but rejoicings for the victory.

Candles were preparing for the illumination; waiters, chambermaids, landlady, were busy scooping turnips and potatoes for candlesticks, to stand in every pane of every loyal window.
'In the midst of this preparation, half an hour after my father had left us, we heard a great uproar in the street.

At first we thought the shouts were only rejoicings for victory, but as they came nearer we heard screechings and yellings indescribably horrible.

A mob had gathered at the gates of the barrack-yard, and joined by many soldiers of the yeomanry on leaving parade, had followed Major Eustace and my father from the barracks.

The Major being this evening in coloured clothes, the people no longer knew him to be an officer, nor conceived, as they had done before, that Mr.Edgeworth was his prisoner.