But hark ye! I don't think, my dear fellow, you are quite smart enough--quite well enough dressed.

Do you understand me ?" "I've my blue coat and brass buttons at home, sir." "What! that thing with the waist between your shoulders that you wore at Mrs.Brough's party ?" (It _was_ rather high-waisted, being made in the country two years before.) "No--no, that will never do.

Get some new clothes, sir,--two new suits of clothes." "Sir!" says I, "I'm already, if the truth must be told, very short of money for this quarter, and can't afford myself a new suit for a long time to come." "Pooh, pooh! don't let that annoy you.

Here's a ten-pound note--but no, on second thoughts, you may as well go to my tailor's.

I'll drive you down there: and never mind the bill, my good lad!" And drive me down he actually did, in his grand coach-and-four, to Mr.Von Stiltz, in Clifford Street, who took my measure, and sent me home two of the finest coats ever seen, a dress-coat and a frock, a velvet waist-coat, a silk ditto, and three pairs of pantaloons, of the most beautiful make.