His waistcoat was of a delicate white fabric, ornamented with very many gilt buttons.

He had bejewelled studs in his shirt, and yellow kid gloves on his hands; having, of course, another pair in his pocket for the necessities of the evening.

His array was quite perfect, and had stricken dismay into the heart of his friend Cheesacre, when he joined that gentleman.

He was a well-made man, nearly six feet high, with dark hair, dark whiskers, and dark moustache, nearly black, but of that suspicious hue which to the observant beholder seems always to tell a tale of the hairdresser's shop.

He was handsome, too, with well-arranged features,--but carrying, perhaps, in his nose some first symptoms of the effects of midnight amusements.