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But Mr. Bows had not the least objection to acknowledge that he thought
Miss Fotheringay was perfectly right in giving up Mr. Arthur Pendennis,
and that in his idea the match was always an absurd one: and Miss
Costigan owned that she thought so herself, only she couldn't send away
two thousand a year. "It all comes of believing Papa's silly stories,"
she said; "faith I'll choose for meself another time"--and very likely
the large image of Lieutenant Sir Derby Oaks entered into her mind at
that instant.
After praising Major Pendennis, whom Miss Costigan declared to be a
proper gentleman entirely, smelling of lavender, and as neat as a pin,--
and who was pronounced by Mr. Bows to be the right sort of fellow, though
rather too much of an old buck, Mr. Foker suddenly bethought him to ask
the pair to come and meet the Major that very evening at dinner at his
apartment at the George. "He agreed to dine with me, and I think after
the--after the little shindy this morning, in which I must say the
General was wrong, it would look kind, you know.


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