“Whatamonstrousfinegirlthatisinthelodgingsoverthemilliner’s。”oneofthesethreepromenadersremarkedtotheother；“Gad，Crawley，didyouseewhatawinkshegavemeasIpassed？”
“Don’tbreakherheart，Jos，yourascal。”saidanother。
“Don’ttriflewithheraffections，youDonJuan！”
“Getaway。”saidJosSedley，quitepleased，andleeringupatthemaid-servantinquestionwithamostkillingogle。JoswasevenmoresplendidatBrightonthanhehadbeenathissister’smarriage。Hehadbrilliantunder-waistcoats，anyoneofwhichwouldhavesetupamoderatebuck。
Hesportedamilitaryfrock-coat，ornamentedwithfrogs，knobs，blackbuttons，andmeanderingembroidery。