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Arcadian Simplicity

           AndwhenSirHuddlestonhad,withgreatpompandceremony,handedMissCrawleyintodinner,andwaspreparingtotakehisplacebyherside,theoldladycriedout,inashrillvoice,"BeckySharp!MissSharp!Comeyouandsitbymeandamuseme;andletSirHuddlestonsitbyLadyWapshot."

           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;youaretoocleverIsn’tshe,Firkin?"

           Mrs.Firkin(whowasdressingtheverysmallremnantofhairwhichremainedonMissCrawley’spate),flungupherheadandsaid,"IthinkMissisveryclever,"withthemostkillingsarcasticair.

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