10/22 'Dear me!' exclaimed one, 'he's younger than I thought.' 'That's him, is it ?' observed another; 'I saw him ride up the street'; while the propriety-playing ones praised his horse, and said it was a beauty. He never seemed to know what o'clock it was, and yet he had a watch, hung in chains, and gewgaws, like a lady's chatelaine. Hunting partook of the general confusion. He did not profess to throw off till eleven, but it was often nearly twelve before he cast up. Then he would come up full tilt, surrounded by 'scarlets,' like a general with his staff; and once at the meet, there was a prodigious hurry to begin, equalled only by the eagerness to leave off. |