Curt’sies, and the usual Ceremonials between Women who are Strangers to each other being past, Sophia said, ‘I have not the Pleasure to know you, Madam.’

Unlight, unlight, you gay Lady Unlight of your middle quite speed Deliver it unto me For I seems it looks too rich and too gay To melder all in the salt sea.

Mademoiselle gave him one of her haughtiest frowns, and turned away. In so doing, the glittering buckle dragged on the ground, and a youth, strikingly handsome, and dressed with just coxcombry enough to indicate that he was not indifferent to the opinion of others, stepped forward, and, dropping on his knee, entreated permission to fasten the buckle. Scarcely looking at him, the Princess accepted his services; the cavalier fastened the clasp, and, bowing profoundly, drew back.

His shades are by some famous designer.