Setting out for Margate [graphic]

"A mountainous woman, with traces of comeliness, sits squarely in an arm-chair, plying a fan, between her husband (left) and a servant who stands (right), his hat under his arm and his hands in his coat-pockets. The latter says: "An please you Master and Mississ, The Sailor Man has sent word as how the Wessel is ready to swim." The husband, a paunchy 'cit' in old-fashioned dress, stands leaning towards his wife, saying, "Why my Dove--I am loaded with provisions like a tilt cart on a fair day, and my pockets stick out as if I was just return'd from a City Feast." The heads of two geese hang from his pocket. His wife says: "Dont be so Wulgar Mr Dripping--you are now among gentill folks, and must behave yourself--we shall want all the Wickalls on the Woyage depend upon it--bless me how Varm it is, I am all over in a muck"."--British Museum online catalogue, description of an earlier state