How was the coal business to go on, and the connection of the firm to be kept up, and the senior partner always at the card-table?
Consorting now with genteel persons and Pall Mall bucks, Sackville became ashamed of his snug little residence in Kennington Oval, and transported his family to Pimlico, where, though Mrs.Chuff, his mother-in-law, was at first happy, as the quarter was elegant and near her Sovereign, poor little Laura and the children found a woful difference.

Where were her friends who came in with their work of a morning ?--At Kennington and in the vicinity of Clapham.

'Where were her children's little playmates ?--On Kennington Common.

The great thundering carriages that roared up and down the drab-coloured streets of the new quarter, contained no friends for the sociable little Laura.
The children that paced the squares, attended by a BONNE or a prim governess, were not like those happy ones that flew kites, or played hop-scotch, on the well-beloved old Common.

And ah! what a difference at Church too!--between St.Benedict's of Pimlico, with open seats, service in sing-song--tapers--albs--surplices--garlands and processions, and the honest old ways of Kennington! The footmen, too, attending St.
Benedict's were so splendid and enormous, that James, Mrs.Chuff's boy, trembled amongst them, and said he would give warning rather than carry the books to that church any more.
The furnishing of the house was not done without expense.
And, ye gods! what a difference there was between Sackville's dreary French banquets in Pimlico, and the jolly dinners at the Oval! No more legs-of-mutton, no more of 'the best port-wine in England;' but ENTREES on plate, and dismal twopenny champagne, and waiters in gloves, and the Club bucks for company--among whom Mrs.Chuff was uneasy and Mrs.
Sackville quite silent.
Not that he dined at home often.