He is a perfect horseman, a perfect whip, but takes care never to be a perfect gentleman.

His principal accomplishments are sporting, swaggering, milling, drawing, and greeking.{1} He takes the ribands in his hands, mounts his box, with Missus by his side--"All right, ya hip, my hearties"-- drives his empty mail with four prime tits--cuts out a Johnny-raw--shakes his head, and lolls out his tongue at him; and if he don't break his own neck, gets safe home after his morning's drive.
"He is always accompanied by a brace at least of dogs in his morning visits; and it is not easy to determine on these occasions which is the most troublesome animal of the two, the biped or the quadruped." This description caused a laugh among the Ladybirds, who thought it vastly amusing, while it was also listened to with great attention by Tallyho.
The Hon.

Tom Dashall in the mean time was in close conversation with his mott{2} in the corner of the Box, and was getting, as Sparkle observed, "rather nutty{3} in that quarter of the globe." The laugh which concluded Sparkle's account of the Tilbury-club man roused him from his sleep, and also attracted the attention of Tom and his inamorata.
"D----n my eyes," said the fancy cove, as he rubbed open his peepers,{4}" am I awake or asleep ?--what a h----ll of a light there is!" 1 Greeking--An epithet generally applied to gambling and gamblers, among the polished hells of society, principally to be found in and near St.James's: but of this more hereafter.
2 Mott--A blowen, or woman of the town.

We know not from whom or whence the word originated, but we recollect some lines of an old song in which the term is made use of, viz.
"When first I saw this flaming Mutt, 'Twas at the sign of the Pewter Pot; We call'd for some Purl, and we had it hot, With Gin and Bitters too." 3 Nutty--Amorous.
4 An elegant and expressive term for the eyes.
~146~~This was followed immediately by the rattling of an engine with two torches, accompanied by an immense concourse of people following it at full speed past the window.
"It is well lit, by Jove," said the sleeper awake, "where ever it is;" and with that he tipp'd the _slavey_{1}1 a tanner,{2} and mizzled.
The noise and confusion outside of the House completely put a stop to all harmony and comfort within.
"It must be near us," said Tom.
"It is Covent Garden Theatre, in my opinion," said Sparkle.
Bob said nothing, but kept looking about him in a sort of wild surprise.
"However," said Tom, "wherever it is, we must go and have a peep." "You are a very gallant fellow, truly," said one of the bewitchers--"I thought--" "And so did I," said Tom--"but 'rest the babe--the time it shall come'-- never mind, we won't be disappointed; but here, (said he) as I belong to the Tip and Toddle Club, I don't mean to disgrace my calling, by forgetting my duty." And slipping a something into her hand, her note was immediately changed into, "Well, I always thought you was a trump, and I likes a man that behaves like a gentleman." Something of the same kind was going on between the other two, which proved completely satisfactory.
"So then, Mr.Author, it seems you have raised a fire to stew the oysters, and leave your Readers to feast upon the blaze." "Hold for a moment, and be not so testy, and for your satisfaction I can solemnly promise, that if the oysters are stewed, you shall have good and sufficient notice of the moment they are to be on table--But, bless my heart, how the fire rages!--I can neither spare time nor wind to parley a moment longer--Tom and Bob have already started off with the velocity of a race-horse, and if I lose them, I should cut but a poor figure with my Readers afterward.
"Pray, Sir, can you tell me where the fire is ?" 'Really, Sir, I don't know, but I am told it is somewhere by Whitechapel.' 1 Slaveys--Servants of either sex.
2 Tanner--A flash term for a sixpence.
~147~~"Could you inform me Madam, whereabouts the fire is ?" 'Westminster Road, Sir, as I am informed.' "Westminster, and Whitechapel--some little difference of opinion I find as usual--however, I have just caught sight of Tom, and he's sure to be on the right scent; so adieu, Mr.Reader, for the present, and have no doubt but I shall soon be able to throw further light on the subject.".