When he enters or leaves a drawing-room, he should round his shoulders, drop his head, and imitate a clown or a coachman.

This has the effect of the best _ruse de guerre_--for it serves to astonish the ladies, when they afterwards ~46~~discover, by the familiarity of his address, and his unrestrained manners, what a well-bred man he is; for he will address every fair one in the room in the most enchanting terms, except her to whom in the same party he had previously paid the most particular attention; and on her he will contrive to turn his back for the whole evening, and if he is a man of fashion, he will thus cause triumph to the other ladies, and save the neglected fair one from envious and slanderous whisperings." "An admirable picture of living in style, and good breeding, indeed!" cried Tom.

"The game is in view and well worth pursuit; so hark forward! hark forward! my boys." Sparkle, now recollecting his engagement--with "you know who" as he significantly observed in the last Chapter, withdrew, after promising to take a stroll by way of killing an hour or two with them in the morning; and Tom and his Cousin soon after retired to rest-- "Perchance to sleep, perchance to dream.".