"What, still at it, you silly girl?
I've been watching you these five minutes, Cat; and be hanged but I think a word from Galgenstein, and you would follow him as a fly does a treacle-pot!" They went in to breakfast; but though there was a hot shoulder of mutton and onion-sauce--Mrs.Catherine's favourite dish--she never touched a morsel of it.
In the meanwhile Mr.Thomas Billings, in his new clothes which his mamma had given him, in his new riband which the fair Miss Beinkleider had tied round his neck, and having his Excellency's breeches wrapped in a silk handkerchief in his right hand, turned down in the direction of Whitehall, where the Bavarian Envoy lodged.

But, before he waited on him, Mr.Billings, being excessively pleased with his personal appearance, made an early visit to Mrs.Briggs, who lived in the neighbourhood of Swallow Street; and who, after expressing herself with much enthusiasm regarding her Tommy's good looks, immediately asked him what he would stand to drink?
Raspberry gin being suggested, a pint of that liquor was sent for; and so great was the confidence and intimacy subsisting between these two young people, that the reader will be glad to hear that Mrs.Polly accepted every shilling of the money which Tom Billings had received from his mamma the day before; nay, could with difficulty be prevented from seizing upon the cut-velvet breeches which he was carrying to the nobleman for whom they were made.

Having paid his adieux to Mrs.Polly, Mr.Billings departed to visit his father..