In the Gazzette that reported the death of George, Rawdon Crawley’s brave conduct was mentioned with honour, and his promotion to the rank of colonel recorded. His aunt’s heart was not softened, nor did time have a healing influence. Becky and her husband went to Paris and passed the winter in great splendour and enjoyment. Rebecca was a good manager, and the price Jos Sedley had given for her two horses was in itself enough to pay their expenses for a year. Her success was remarkable. All the French ladies thought her charming. She spoke their language admirably and she adopted their grace and gaiety of manner. "Why," wrote a great lady to Miss Crawley, who had many friends among the French nobilities, "does not our dear miss come to her nephew and niece All the world admires the charming Mrs. Crawley. The King took notice of her yesterday. To hear her speak of you brings tears to the eyes. How she loves you !" The fury of the old lady knew no limit when she realized that Rebecca had made use of her name as an introduction to society, and when, early next year, she heard that Becky had borne a son, her rage rose to its height. She sent in haste for her lawyer and made a new will leaving everything to her elder nephew Pitt.