'You be d--d for a--,' commenced the gallant cavalier; but, looking up in order to suit the action to the words, and also to enforce the epithet which he meditated, with an adjective applicable to the party, he recognized the speaker, made his military salaam, and altered his tone.--'Lord love your handsome face, Madam Nosebag, is it you?
Why, if a poor fellow does happen to fire a slug of a morning, I am sure you were never the lady to bring him to harm.' 'Well, you rascallion, go, mind your duty; this gentleman and I belong to the service; but be sure you look after that shy cock in the slouched hat that sits in the corner of the coach.

I believe he's one of the rebels in disguise.' 'D--n her gooseberry wig!' said the corporal, when she was out of hearing.

'That gimlet-eyed jade--mother adjutant, as we call her--is a greater plague to the regiment than prevot-marshal, sergeant-major, and old Hubble-de-Shuff the colonel into the bargain .-- Come, Master Constable, let's see if this shy cock, as she calls him' (who, by the way, was a Quaker from Leeds, with whom Mrs.Nosebag had had some tart argument on the legality of bearing arms), 'will stand godfather to a sup of brandy, for your Yorkshire ale is cold on my stomach.' The vivacity of this good lady, as it helped Edward out of this scrape, was like to have drawn him into one or two others.

In every town where they stopped, she wished to examine the CORPS DE GARDE, if there was one, and once very narrowly missed introducing Waverley to a recruiting-sergeant of his own regiment.

Then she Captain'd and Butler'd him till he was almost mad with vexation and anxiety; and never was he more rejoiced in his life at the termination of a journey, than when the arrival of the coach in London freed him from the attentions of Madam Nosebag..