"I've waited supper, you perceive." "First, let me introduce my friends," returned Jack, stepping to the door.
"Friends!" echoed Kneebone, with a look of dismay.

"My invitation did not extend to them." Further remonstrance, however, was cut short by the sudden entrance of Mrs.Maggot and Edgeworth Bess.

Behind them stalked Blueskin, enveloped in a rough great-coat, called--appropriately enough in this instance,--a wrap-rascal.

Folding his arms, he placed his back against the door, and burst into a loud laugh.

The ladies were, as usual, very gaily dressed; and as usual, also, had resorted to art to heighten their attractions-- From patches, justly placed, they borrow'd graces, And with vermilion lacquer'd o'er their faces.
Edgeworth Bess wore a scarlet tabby negligee,--a sort of undress, or sack, then much in vogue,--which suited her to admiration, and upon her head had what was called a fly-cap, with richly-laced lappets.