represented in the engraving--no sooner was Mrs. Crump's front
arranged, than both ladies, taking leave of Mr. Eglantine, tripped
back to the "Bootjack Hotel" in the neighbourhood, where a very neat
green fly was already in waiting, the gentleman on the box of which
(from a livery-stable in the neighbourhood) gave a knowing touch to
his hat, and a salute with his whip, to the two ladies, as they
entered the tavern.

"Mr. W.'s inside," said the man--a driver from Mr. Snaffle's
establishment; "he's been in and out this score of times, and
looking down the street for you." And in the house, in fact, was
Mr. Woolsey, the tailor, who had hired the fly, and was engaged to
conduct the ladies that evening to the play.

It was really rather too bad to think that Miss Morgiana, after
going to one lover to have her hair dressed, should go with another
to the play; but such is the way with lovely woman! Let her have a
dozen admirers, and the dear coquette will exercise her power upon
them all: and as a lady, when she has a large wardrobe, and a taste
for variety in dress, will appear every day in a different costume,
so will the young and giddy beauty wear her lovers, encouraging now
the black whiskers, now smiling on the brown, now thinking that the
gay smiling rattle of an admirer becomes her very well, and now
adopting the sad sentimental melancholy one, according as her
changeful fancy prompts her. Let us not be too angry with these
uncertainties and caprices of beauty; and depend on it that, for the
most part, those females who cry out loudest against the flightiness
of their sisters, and rebuke their undue encouragement of this man
or that, would do as much themselves if they had the chance, and are
constant, as I am to my coat just now, because I have no other.