prevailed through it pell-mell; box-spurs, hunting-stirrups, cartridge
cases, curb-chains, muzzle-loaders, hunting flasks, and white gauntlets,
being mixed up with Paris novels, pink notes, point-lace ties,
bracelets, and bouquets to be dispatched to various destinations, and
velvet and silk bags for banknotes, cigars, or vesuvians, embroidered by
feminine fingers and as useless as those pretty fingers themselves.
On the softest of sofas, half dressed, and having half an hour before
splashed like a waterdog out of the bath, as big as a small pond, in
the dressing-chamber beyond was the Hon. Bertie himself, second son of
Viscount Royallieu, known generally in the Brigades as "Beauty." The
appellative, gained at Eton, was in no way undeserved; when the smoke
cleared away that was circling round him out of a great meerschaum
bowl, it showed a face of as much delicacy and brilliancy as a woman's;
handsome, thoroughbred, languid, nonchalant, with a certain latent
recklessness under the impressive calm of habit, and a singular softness
given to the large, dark hazel eyes by the unusual length of the lashes
over them. His features were exceedingly fair--fair as the fairest
girl's; his hair was of the softest, silkiest, brightest chestnut; his
mouth very beautifully shaped; on the whole, with a certain gentle,
mournful love-me look that his eyes had with them, it was no wonder that
great ladies and gay lionnes alike gave him the palm as the handsomest
man in all the Household Regiments--not even excepting that splendid
golden-haired Colossus, his oldest friend and closest comrade, known as
"the Seraph."

He looked at the new tops that Rake swung in his hand, and shook his
head.

"Better, Rake; but not right yet. Can't you get that tawny color in the
tiger's skin there? You go so much to brown."