But intimacy is impossible, in most cases, with this grave, pompous, and awful being.
A mere gentleman may hope to sit at almost anybody's table--to take his place at my lord duke's in the country--to dance a quadrille at Buckingham Palace itself--( beloved Lady Wilhelmina Wagglewiggle! do you recollect the sensation we made at the ball of our late adored Sovereign Queen Caroline, at Brandenburg House, Hammersmith ?) but the City Snob's doors are, for the most part, closed to him; and hence all that one knows of this great class is mostly from hearsay.
In other countries of Europe, the Banking Snob is more expansive and communicative than with us, and receives all the world into his circle.

For instance, everybody knows the princely hospitalities of the Scharlaschild family at Paris, Naples, Frankfort, &c..

They entertain all the world, even the poor, at their FETES.

Prince Polonia, at Rome, and his brother, the Duke of Strachino, are also remarkable for their hospitalities.

I like the spirit of the first-named nobleman.