He would go for the regiment he had known and loved in India (as he had been informed) and about which he had heard much all his life.

It was due for foreign service in a year or two, and, so far as he knew, none of its officers had ever heard of him.

Ormonde Delorme was mad about it, but could not afford its expensive mess.

Dam had himself thought how jolly it would be if Grumper "came down" sufficiently handsomely for him to be able to join it on leaving Sandhurst.

He'd join it _now_! He hailed a hansom and proceeded to Charing Cross, whence he booked for the noble and ancient city of Canterbury.
Realizing that only one or two sovereigns would remain to him otherwise, he travelled in a third-class carriage for the first time in his hitherto luxurious life.