ter Waters, 'you would feel how much
reason you have to be proud of the resemblance--a most elegant man, with
a most prepossessing appearance.'

'He is--he is indeed!' exclaimed Belinda Waters energetically. As her
eye caught that of Mr. Cymon Tuggs, she withdrew it from his features in
bashful confusion.

All this was highly gratifying to the feelings of the Tuggses; and when,
in the course of farther conversation, it was discovered that Miss
Charlotta Tuggs was the _fac simile_ of a titled relative of Mrs. Belinda
Waters, and that Mrs. Tuggs herself was the very picture of the Dowager
Duchess of Dobbleton, their delight in the acquisition of so genteel and
friendly an acquaintance, knew no bounds. Even the dignity of Captain
Walter Waters relaxed, to that degree, that he suffered himself to be
prevailed upon by Mr. Joseph Tuggs, to partake of cold pigeon-pie and
sherry, on deck; and a most delightful conversation, aided by these
agreeable stimulants, was prolonged, until they ran alongside Ramsgate
Pier.

'Good-bye, dear!' said Mrs. Captain Waters to Miss Charlotta Tuggs, just
before the bustle of landing commenced; 'we shall see you on the sands in
the morning; and, as we are sure to have found lodgings before then, I
hope we shall be inseparables for many weeks to come.'

'Oh! I hope so,' said Miss Charlotta Tuggs, emphatically.

'Tickets, ladies and gen'lm'n,' said the man on the paddle-box.

'Want a porter, sir?' inquired a dozen men in smock-frocks.

'Now, my dear!' said Captain Waters.

'Good-bye!' said Mrs. Captain Waters--'good-bye, Mr. Cymon!' and with a
pressure of the hand which threw the amiable young man's nerves into a
state of considerable derangement, Mrs. Captain Waters disappeared among
the crowd. A pair of puce-coloured boots were seen ascending the steps,
a white handkerchief fluttered, a black eye gleamed. The Waterses were
gone, and Mr. Cymon Tuggs was alone in a heartless world.

Silently and abstractedly, did that too sensitive youth follow his
revered parents, and a train of smock-frocks and wheelbarrows, along the
pier, until the bustle of the scene around, recalled him to himself. The
sun was shining brightly; the sea, dancing to its own music, rolled
merrily in; crowds of people promenaded to and fro; young ladies
tittered; old ladies talked; nursemaids displayed their charms to the
greatest possible advantage; and their little charges ran up and down,
and to and fro, and in