In the early morning two cavaliers might have been seen wending their way towards the scene of the festivities; not "clad in Lincoln green," as the late lamented G.P.R. James would have described, but dressed _en regle_: these were Captain Miles and Lieutenant Harrowby, who had received pressing invitations from Lady Inskip to come over from Brighton in order to be present at the ceremony. Neither was averse to coming, and, indeed, Captain Miles had certain reasons of his own, which will be detailed presently, for jumping at the offer; so the two cavaliers set out early, and wended their way to Bigton, as already chronicled in the language of the ancient "romancist." The Americans will add an "ist" or a "cist" to every known trade or substantive under the sun, to describe the person or individual who practises or has any connection with the same: thus, a "paragraphist" is a man who writes a paragraph, and they carry it down to a "pipist," who uses a pipe-- whether for smoking or musical purposes it does not matter--and "chawist," he who masticates tobacco--a remarkably dirty habit! Captain Miles and Lieutenant Harrowby, however, were not the only guests. Besides these were others, great and important too, although it must be observed that there was an especial lack of young men in the campaigner's "goodlie compagnie;" whether it was because she deprecated their presence or feared their worldly ways cannot be exactly decided. The campaigner was acquainted with the truism that "young people will be young people," and fenced herself in accordingly, as she had fears on the subject of her youngest daughter Carry, who was far too frivolous to suit her more prudent expectations, and she wanted to put temptation out of the way of the "dear girl" that she might not be led to throw herself away on an "ineligible _parti_." The campaigner thought that she knew Captain Miles very well; he had nothing but his pay, and if he were younger she would not put him in the way of any young lady whom she wished to marry well, but she was certain that the captain was no fool to let his beautiful Dundreary whiskers be sold for nothing, so she had no fears for Carry with him. Lieutenant Harrowby was perfectly allowable too: he was a simpleton, and had a very snug little fortune of five "thou" per annum. Besides the Bishop of Chumpchopster and his maternal aunt, the next most important guest who would grace the festal board at the wedding breakfast would be Sir Boanerges Todhunter, the great Conservative Reformer. He was stopping at the parsonage now with the Reverend Herbert Pringle, his distant cousin, but he had already accepted an invitation to the _dejeuner_, and had in fact come over for the purpose, on the grounds of his relationship with the bridegroom, to assist in the demolition of the Strasbourg _pate_, and propose the health of the about-to-be-newly-spliced pair.