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‘
Rather
short
in
the
waist
,
ain
’
t
it
?
’
said
the
stranger
,
screwing
himself
round
to
catch
a
glimpse
in
the
glass
of
the
waist
buttons
,
which
were
half
-
way
up
his
back
.
‘
Like
a
general
postman
’
s
coat
—
queer
coats
those
—
made
by
contract
—
no
measuring
—
mysterious
dispensations
of
Providence
—
all
the
short
men
get
long
coats
—
all
the
long
men
short
ones
.
’
Running
on
in
this
way
,
Mr
.
Tupman
’
s
new
companion
adjusted
his
dress
,
or
rather
the
dress
of
Mr
.
Winkle
;
and
,
accompanied
by
Mr
.
Tupman
,
ascended
the
staircase
leading
to
the
ballroom
.
‘
What
names
,
sir
?
’
said
the
man
at
the
door
.
Mr
.
Tracy
Tupman
was
stepping
forward
to
announce
his
own
titles
,
when
the
stranger
prevented
him
.
‘
No
names
at
all
;
’
and
then
he
whispered
Mr
.
Tupman
,
‘
names
won
’
t
do
—
not
known
—
very
good
names
in
their
way
,
but
not
great
ones
—
capital
names
for
a
small
party
,
but
won
’
t
make
an
impression
in
public
assemblies
—
incog
.
the
thing
—
gentlemen
from
London
—
distinguished
foreigners
—
anything
.
’
The
door
was
thrown
open
,
and
Mr
.
Tracy
Tupman
and
the
stranger
entered
the
ballroom
.
It
was
a
long
room
,
with
crimson
-
covered
benches
,
and
wax
candles
in
glass
chandeliers
.
The
musicians
were
securely
confined
in
an
elevated
den
,
and
quadrilles
were
being
systematically
got
through
by
two
or
three
sets
of
dancers
.
Two
card
-
tables
were
made
up
in
the
adjoining
card
-
room
,
and
two
pair
of
old
ladies
,
and
a
corresponding
number
of
stout
gentlemen
,
were
executing
whist
therein
.
The
finale
concluded
,
the
dancers
promenaded
the
room
,
and
Mr
.
Tupman
and
his
companion
stationed
themselves
in
a
corner
to
observe
the
company
.
‘
Charming
women
,
’
said
Mr
.
Tupman
.
‘
Wait
a
minute
,
’
said
the
stranger
,
‘
fun
presently
—
nobs
not
come
yet
—
queer
place
—
dockyard
people
of
upper
rank
don
’
t
know
dockyard
people
of
lower
rank
—
dockyard
people
of
lower
rank
don
’
t
know
small
gentry
—
small
gentry
don
’
t
know
tradespeople
—
commissioner
don
’
t
know
anybody
.
’
‘
Who
’
s
that
little
boy
with
the
light
hair
and
pink
eyes
,
in
a
fancy
dress
?
‘
inquired
Mr
.
Tupman
.
‘
Hush
,
pray
—
pink
eyes
—
fancy
dress
—
little
boy
—
nonsense
—
ensign
97th
—
Honourable
Wilmot
Snipe
—
great
family
—
Snipes
—
very
.
’
