We have no princes and no ambassadors, no duke who
in a ^urmond, no earl who is a jockey, no mantBUTring
mothers, no flirting danghters, no gambling sons, for your
ontertaiiinic&t. There is no superfine gentlemno brought
down specially from town to gauge the refinement of the
manners of the party, ajid to prevent them, by his constant
supervision and occasional sneer, from losing any of the
beneficial restilts of their last campaign. We shall sadly
want, too, a Lady Patroness to issue a decree or quote her
code of consolidated etiquette. We are not sure that
Almack's will ever be mentioned : quite sure that Maradan
has never yet been heard of. The Jockey Club may be
quoted, but Crockford will be a dead letter. As for ths
rest, Boodle's is all we can promise ; miserable consola-
tion for the bow-window. As for buffoons and artists,
to amuae a vacant hour or sketch a vacaiit face, we must
frankly tell you at onco that there ia not one. Are
you irightened ? Will you go on ? Will you trust your-
self with these savages ? Try. They are mdo, but they
are hospitable.
The party, we have said, were all persons of great con-
sideration; noma were noble, moat were ricb, all had
ancestors. There were the Earl and Connt«ss of Faulcon-
court. He looked as if ho were Gt to reconquer Palestine,
and she as if she were worthy to reward him for Uis valonr.
