coquets the guests. Johnson explains this word ‘to entertain with compliments and amorous tattle,’ and quotes the following illustration from Swift, ‘You are _coquetting_ a maid of honour, my lord looking on to see how the gamesters play, and I railing at you both.’ Nancy Dawson. Nancy Dawson was a famous ‘toast’ and horn-pipe dancer, who died at Haverstock Hill, May 27, 1767, and was buried behind the Foundling, in the burial-ground of St. George the Martyr. She first appeared at Sadler’s Wells, and speedily passed to the stage of Covent Garden, where she danced in the _Beggar’s Opera_. There is a portrait of her in the Garrick Club, and there are several contemporary prints. She was the heroine of a popular song, here referred to, beginning:— Of all the girls in our town, The black, the fair, the red, the brown, Who dance and prance it up and down, There’s none like Nancy Dawson: Her easy mien, her shape so neat, She foots, she trips, she looks so sweet, Her ev’ry motion is complete; I die for Nancy Dawson. Its tune—says J. T. Smith (_Book for a Rainy Day_, Whitten’s ed., 1905, p. 10) was ‘as lively as that of “Sir Roger de Coverley.”’ Che farò, i.e. _Che farò senza Euridice_, the lovely lament from Glück’s _Orfeo_, 1764. the Heinel of Cheapside. The reference is to Mademoiselle Anna-Frederica Heinel, 1752–1808, a beautiful Prussian, subsequently the wife of Gaetano Apollino Balthazar Vestris, called ‘Vestris the First.’ After extraordinary success as a _danseuse_ at Stuttgard and Paris, where Walpole saw her in 1771 (Letter to the Earl of Strafford 25th August), she had come to London; and, at this date, was the darling of the Macaronies (cf. the note on p. 247, l. 31), who, from their club, added a _regallo_ (present) of six hundred pounds to the salary allowed her at the Haymarket. On April 1, 1773, Metastasio’s _Artaserse_ was performed for her benefit, when she was announced to dance a minuet with Monsieur Fierville, and ‘Tickets were to be hand, at her house in Piccadilly, two doors from Air Street.’ spadille, i.e. the ace of spades, the first trump in the game of Ombre. Cf. Swift’s _Journal of a Modern Lady in a Letter to a Person of Quality_, 1728:— She draws up card by card, to find Good fortune peeping from behind; With panting heart, and earnest eyes, In hope to see _spadillo_ rise; In vain, alas! her hope is fed; She draws an ace, and sees it red. Bayes. The chief character in Buckingham’s _Rehearsal_, 1672, and intended for John Dryden. Here the name is put for the ‘poet’ or ‘dramatist.’ Cf. Murphy’s Epilogue to Cradock’s _ Zobeide_, 1771:— Not e’en poor ‘Bayes’ within must hope to be