She was engaged to be married to a quiet, respectable young fellow with a shop of his own, and three days before the wedding she ran off with a regiment of marines to Chatham and married the colour-sergeant.

That's what I shall end by doing.

I've been all the way to Sandgate with that lot you saw me with, and I've kissed four of them--the nasty wretches.

I'm a nice sort of girl to be walking out with a respectable milkman.' "She was so deeply disgusted with herself that it seemed superfluous for anybody else to be indignant with her; and Ethelbertha changed her tone and tried to comfort her.
"'Oh, you'll get over all that nonsense, Amenda,' she said, laughingly; 'you see yourself how silly it is.

You must tell Mr.Bowles to keep you away from soldiers.' "'Ah, I can't look at it in the same light way that you do, mum,' returned Amenda, somewhat reprovingly; 'a girl that can't see a bit of red marching down the street without wanting to rush out and follow it ain't fit to be anybody's wife.