There is a series of ballet scenes, in which "Flore et Zephyr" are the two chief performers, which for expression and drollery exceed anything that I know of the kind.

The set in this book are lithographs, which were published, but I do not remember to have seen them elsewhere.
There are still among us many who knew him well;--Edward Fitzgerald and George Venables, James Spedding and Kinglake, Mrs.Procter,--the widow of Barry Cornwall, who loved him well,--and Monckton Milnes, as he used to be, whose touching lines written just after Thackeray's death will close this volume, Frederick Pollock and Frank Fladgate, John Blackwood and William Russell,--and they all tell the same story.

Though he so rarely talked, as good talkers do, and was averse to sit down to work, there were always falling from his mouth and pen those little pearls.
Among the friends who had been kindest and dearest to him in the days of his strugglings he once mentioned three to me,--Matthew Higgins, or Jacob Omnium as he was more popularly called; William Stirling, who became Sir William Maxwell; and Russell Sturgis, who is now the senior partner in the great house of Barings.

Alas, only the last of these three is left among us! Thackeray was a man of no great power of conversation.

I doubt whether he ever shone in what is called general society.