Whenthepartieswereover，andthecarriageshadrolledaway，theinsatiableMissCrawleywouldsay。”Cometomydressingroom，Becky，andletusabusethecompany“——which，betweenthem，thispairoffriendsdidperfectly。OldSirHuddlestonwheezedagreatdealatdinner；SirGilesWapshothadaparticularlynoisymannerofimbibinghissoup，andherladyshipawinkofthelefteye；allofwhichBeckycaricaturedtoadmiration；aswellastheparticularsofthenight’sconversation；thepolitics；
thewar；thequarter-sessions；thefamousrunwiththeH。H。，andthoseheavyanddrearythemes，aboutwhichcountrygentlemenconverse。AsfortheMissesWapshot’stoilettesandLadyFuddleston’sfamousyellowhat，MissSharptorethemtotatters，totheinfiniteamusementofheraudience。
“Mydear，youareaperfecttrouvaille。”MissCrawleywouldsay。”IwishyoucouldcometomeinLondon，butIcouldn’tmakeabuttofyouasIdoofpoorBriggsno，no，youlittleslycreature；youaretooclever——Isn’tshe，Firkin？”
Mrs。FirkinwhowasdressingtheverysmallremnantofhairwhichremainedonMissCrawley’spate，flungupherheadandsaid，“IthinkMissisveryclever。”
withthemostkillingsarcasticair。Infact，Mrs。Firkinhadthatnaturaljealousywhichisoneofthemainprinciplesofeveryhonestwoman。