"Bootjack," who loved a joke, although at her own expense, laughed
too, and said that no one, except Mr. Crump and Mr. Eglantine, had
ever seen her without the ornament in question.

"DO go now, you provoking thing, you!" continued Miss C. to Mr.
Walker; "I wish to hear the hoverture, and it's six o'clock now, and
we shall never be done against then:" but the way in which Morgiana
said "DO go," clearly indicated "don't" to the perspicacious mind of
Mr. Walker.

"Perhaps you 'ad better go," continued Mr. Eglantine, joining in
this sentiment, and being, in truth, somewhat uneasy at the
admiration which his "swell friend" excited.

"I'll see you hanged first, Eggy my boy! Go I won't, until these
ladies have had their hair dressed: didn't you yourself tell me
that Miss Crump's was the most beautiful hair in Europe? And do you
think that I'll go away without seeing it? No, here I stay."

"You naughty wicked odious provoking man!" said Miss Crump. But, at
the same time, she took off her bonnet, and placed it on one of the
side candlesticks of Mr. Eglantine's glass (it was a black-velvet
bonnet, trimmed with sham lace, and with a wreath of nasturtiums,
convolvuluses, and wallflowers within), and then said, "Give me the
peignoir, Mr. Archibald, if you please;" and Eglantine, who would do
anything for her when she called him Archibald, immediately produced
that garment, and wrapped round the delicate shoulders of the lady,
who, removing a sham gold chain which she wore on her forehead, two
brass hair-combs set with glass rubies, and the comb which kept her
back hair together--removing them, I say, and turning her great eyes