Mr. Pendennis seeing there was a great party was for going home to his chambers to dress. Hm! says Mr. Bayham, dont see the necessity. What right-minded man looks at the exterior of his neighbour? He looks here, sir, and examines there, and Bayham tapped his forehead, which was expansive, and then his heart, which he considered to be in the right place.
What is this I hear about dressing? asks our host. Dine in your frock, my good friend, and welcome, if your dress-coat is in the country
It is at present at an uncles, Mr. Bayham said, with great gravity, and I take your hospitality as you offer it, Colonel Newcome, cordially and frankly
Honest Mr. Binnie made his appearance a short time before the appointed hour for receiving the guests, arrayed in a tight little pair of trousers, and white silk stockings and pumps, his bald head shining like a billiard-ball, his jolly gills rosy with good-humour. He was bent on pleasure. Hey, lads! says he; but well make a night of it. We havent had a night since the farewell dinner off Plymouth
And a jolly night it was, James, ejaculates the Colonel.