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'Charming women,' said Mr Tupman.  
'Wait a minute,' said the stranger, 'fun presently - nobs not come yet -  
queer place - dockyard people of upper rank don't know dockyard  
people of lower rank - dockyard people of lower rank don't know small  
gentry - small gentry don't know tradespeople - commissioner don't  
know anybody.'  
'
Who's that little boy with the light hair and pink eyes, in a fancy  
dress?'inquired Mr Tupman.  
'Hush, pray - pink eyes - fancy dress - little boy - nonsense - ensign  
97th - Honourable Wilmot Snipe - great family - Snipes - very.'  
'Sir Thomas Clubber, Lady Clubber, and the Misses Clubber!' shouted  
the man at the door in a stentorian voice. A great sensation was  
created throughout the room by the entrance of a tall gentleman in a  
blue coat and bright buttons, a large lady in blue satin, and two  
young ladies, on a similar scale, in fashionably- made dresses of the  
same hue.  
'
Commissioner - head of the yard - great man - remarkably great  
man,' whispered the stranger in Mr Tupman's ear, as the charitable  
committee ushered Sir Thomas Clubber and family to the top of the  
room. The Honourable Wilmot Snipe, and other distinguished  
gentlemen crowded to render homage to the Misses Clubber; and Sir  
Thomas Clubber stood bolt upright, and looked majestically over his  
black kerchief at the assembled company.  
'Mr Smithie, Mrs. Smithie, and the Misses Smithie,' was the next  
announcement. 'What's Mr Smithie?' inquired Mr Tracy Tupman.  
'
Something in the yard,' replied the stranger. Mr Smithie bowed  
deferentially to Sir Thomas Clubber; and Sir Thomas Clubber  
acknowledged the salute with conscious condescension. Lady Clubber  
took a telescopic view of Mrs. Smithie and family through her eye-  
glass and Mrs. Smithie stared in her turn at Mrs. Somebody-else,  
whose husband was not in the dockyard at all.  
'
Colonel Bulder, Mrs. Colonel Bulder, and Miss Bulder,' were the next  
arrivals.  
'
Head of the garrison,' said the stranger, in reply to Mr Tupman's  
inquiring look.  
Miss Bulder was warmly welcomed by the Misses Clubber; the  
greeting between Mrs. Colonel Bulder and Lady Clubber was of the  
most affectionate description; Colonel Bulder and Sir Thomas Clubber  


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