A woman who says "my love," and "my dear," and "my pet sweet," to her
husband in public, and pulls his hair, probably, in private.
A young man who is studying statistics, and tells you "the number of
quarters of bonded corn there were in Hamburgh in 1835 was 10,000 more
than any other year," and quotes voluminously about refined tallows and
prime Muscovados from
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"PORTER'S PROGRESS."
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A woman of great intellect, and a young lady at supper who wishes to go
into a convent.
A man who is perpetually boasting of his "favourite old port that has
been these fifteen years in bottle," and gives you nothing but British
brandy.
A woman of fifty years of age who dresses like a girl of nineteen.
A woman who drops her pocket-handkerchief every five minutes at an
evening party, in order to test the gallantry of the gentlemen.
A man who gives a dinner party, and keeps saying to his guests, "You see
your dinner, gentlemen."