imitation of the print of his illustrious model on the sofa. And really he did look very like it.

"To polish — polish — polish!" he repeated, taking a pinch of snuff and gently fluttering his fingers. "But we are not, if I may say so to one formed to be graceful both by Nature and Art — " with the high-shouldered bow, which it seemed impossible for him to make without lifting up his eyebrows and shutting his eyes " — we are not what we used to be in point of deportment."

"Are we not, sir?" said I.

"We have degenerated," he returned, shaking his head, which he could do to a very limited extent in his cravat. "A levelling age is not favourable to deportment. It develops