over your shoulder; gay with design; accommodating with arrogance; apparently open, but really hypocritical; assuming with meanness. In short, he said their lives were a mixture of pride and servility; self-consequence and adulation; stateliness and cringing; protestation and insincerity; and though their sports were the sports of children, their mischief was the mischief of monkies. 'Happy the man then, sir,' said Charles, 'who, like you, can sensibly discriminate between the extremes of this motley character, and retain so much of it for his own use as shall make him wary in his dealings with the world, without being dishonourable.' 'I know not,' said Sir Sidney, 'whether I deserve your compliment, but this is the very effect I would wish the French manners to have upon you, who, however cautioned, will, I fear, from the openness of your heart, and your strong desire to find men what they ought to be, take, without examination, that dross which the French so very easily contrive to pass for sterling. As to Italy, see every valuable picture, statue, and structure; hear all that is excellent in music, admire the country, and come away, lest, exclusive of the danger to your own morals, you are obliged to confess that the most beautiful, and once the most glorious, place in the world, is now the most infamous.' Lady Roebuck, who truly regarded Charles as her son, as much from inclination as from a promise made to Lady Hazard on her death bed, gave him only general advice as to his youth and inexperience, relying however on his strong good sense, and that rectitude of heart which, as we have already noticed, was remarkable in so young a man. She promised to keep Annette firmly to her sentiments of esteem for him, and doubted not but his conduct would warrant all her exertions in the promotion of his happiness; and finally, that Annette improved at home, and he abroad, there could be no doubt of their making one of the most happy, as well as elegant couples in the world. Emma warned him against the jays of France and the nightingales of Italy. She said she foresaw that, if his heart was not steel and adamant, he would be ruined; that she had read his mind thoroughly, and plainly saw that the only vice he had in the world was want of deceit. It was, to be sure, a strange declaration, but it was very true. That she should not wonder at any thing he