Just then the little Man woke up, rubbing his Eyes, and saying drowsily, "_John_, my hot Water at seven ..." on which the Ladies tittered, and he woke up, looked about, and probably felt foolish. Now the Musicians came, and took their Places, and began to tune up; and _Prue_ whispered to me, "How delightful!" Indeed, the Music was, or seemed to me, first-rate, and I enjoyed it as much as anything; yet at length became inured to it, and scarce more attentive than to a common Street Band; and finally wished the Men would not play so loud, for it prevented my hearing what People were saying. The Ball-Rooms now began to fill fast; and were soon crowded with _Jews_, _Turks_, and _Saracens_, Nuns, Monks, and Friars, Goddesses, Shepherdesses, and Milkmaids, Pulcinelloes, Mountebanks, and Ministers of State. Their Dresses were excessive fine, and I almost trembled to think of the Expense People had put themselves to for the Amusement of one Night; however, that was all for the good of Trade--if so be they paid their Bills. As for supporting their Characters, there was scarce an Attempt at it; the utmost that the greater Part of 'em did was to say, in little squeaking Voices, "You don't know me!" "I know you!" This seemed to me stupider than Child's-Play; and I was beginning to weary of it, when _Prudence_ jogged me as a very pretty Figure passed, in striped Gauze and pink Satin, sprinkled with Flowers, as the Goddess _Flora_; and whispered, "Lady _Grace Bellair_." Soon after, a smart young _Spanish_ Cavaliero came in, whom she pronounced to be Mr. _Arbuthnot_; and a Bashaw with three Tails, whom she decided upon as Sir _Charles Sefton_. Whether any of her Guesses were right, I knew not. By-and-by, Dancing began in the inner Saloon; and, for the first Time, I had a Glimpse of Lady _Betty_, who was the only Woman without a Mask; and when I saw how great was her Advantage therein over the rest, I wondered how Persons that evidently thought mainly of outward Appearances could make themselves such Frights. By-and-by a singular Couple, Arm in Arm, left the Ball-Rooms for the Ante-Chamber, dressed like _Charles_ the Second's Courtiers, all but their Heads; for one had the Head of a Fox, and the other of a monstrous Goose. The latter said, "Quack!" whenever he was pushed by the Crowd, which was held an exceeding good Joke, for Folks cried, "Well done, Goose! Quack again!" and, when he did so, went into Peals of Laughter. At Length, with his Friend the Fox, he sat down on a Bench just in Front of our Orange-Trees, exclaiming to his Companion, "Precious hot Work! Even Popularity may be too fatiguing." "I never had enough of it to know that," says the Fox. "You! Why, you've been steeped in it to the Lips!--among a certain Coterie at any Rate. You are feigning Modesty, Mr. Fox."