You remember that in the 'Bagdad Bells'? Fatima, Delancy; Selim,
Benlomond (his real name was Bunnion: and he failed, poor fellow,
in the public line afterwards). It was done to the tambourine, and
dancing between each verse,--

"'Tink-a-tink, tink-a-tink,
How the soft music swells,
And I hear the soft clink
Of the minaret bells!

"'Tink-a--'"

"Oh!" here cried Miss Crump, as if in exceeding pain (and whether
Mr. Eglantine had twitched, pulled, or hurt any one individual hair
of that lovely head I don't know)--"Oh, you are killing me, Mr.
Eglantine!"

And with this mamma, who was in her attitude, holding up the end of
her boa as a visionary tambourine, and Mr. Walker, who was looking
at her, and in his amusement at the mother's performances had almost
forgotten the charms of the daughter--both turned round at once, and
looked at her with many expressions of sympathy, while Eglantine, in
a voice of reproach, said, "KILLED you, Morgiana! I kill YOU?"

"I'm better now," said the young lady, with a smile--"I'm better,
Mr. Archibald, now." And if the truth must be told, no greater
coquette than Miss Morgiana existed in all Mayfair--no, not among
the most fashionable mistresses of the fashionable valets who
frequented the "Bootjack." She believed herself to be the most
fascinating creature that the world ever produced; she never saw a