The career of Sir Pitt Crawley, as narrated by Thackeray in " Vanity Fair," sheds a light upon how the world allows a human reptile to possess both honour and power for no other reason than that the reptile has rank and riches. An unwashed aristocrat, Sir Pitt took little pleasure in the society of his equals, spending most of his time indulging a taste for low life. He was narrow, mean, cunning and disreputable, and had a face that knew of few expressions beyond an indefatigable leer. No fine thought ever found a resting-place within his bald, shining head; no decent emotion ever winged its way to the heart beneath his dirty old coat. He had no desire to make anything of his life; he desired nothing save those things which are evil and of foul repute. Yet he did not want either for power or for riches, such being the intolerable snobbishness of human society. There are few out and out blackguards to equal Sir Pitt in the world, but there are some, and they, too, want not for the world's regard.