(Note D Appendix) Whilst we were noting these peculiarities he was reclining upon Dame Hobson's best taffatta-covered settee, tranquilly combing his wig with a delicate ivory comb which he had taken from a small satin bag which hung upon the right of his sword-belt.
'Lard preserve us from country inns!' he remarked.

'What with the boors that swarm in every chamber, and the want of mirrors, and jasmine water, and other necessaries, blister me if one has not to do one's toilet in the common room.

'Oons! I'd as soon travel in the land of the Great Mogul!' 'When you shall come to be my age, young sir,' Saxon answered, 'you may know better than to decry a comfortable country hostel.' 'Very like, sir, very like!' the gallant answered, with a careless laugh.

'For all that, being mine own age, I feel the wilds of Wiltshire and the inns of Bruton to be a sorry change after the Mall, and the fare of Pontack's or the Coca Tree.

Ah, Lud! here comes the sack! Open it, my pretty Hebe, and send a drawer with fresh glasses, for these gentlemen must do me the honour of drinking with me.