The three next gentlemen are Mr.Smee, of the Royal Academy (who is shaved as you perceive), and Mr.Moyes and Mr.
Cropper, who are both very hairy about the chin.

At the piano, singing, accompanied by Mademoiselle Lebrun, is Signor Mezzocaldo, the great barytone from Rome.

Professor Quartz and Baron Hammerstein, celebrated geologists from Germany, are talking with their illustrious confrere, Sir Robert Craxton, in the door.

Do you see yonder that stout gentleman with stuff on his shirt?
the eloquent Dr.McGuffog, of Edinburgh, talking to Dr.Ettore, who lately escaped from the Inquisition at Rome in the disguise of a washerwoman, after undergoing the question several times, the rack and the thumbscrew.

They say that he was to have been burned in the Grand Square the next morning; but between ourselves, my dear Colonel, I mistrust these stories of converts and martyrs.