Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 153, December 19, 1917 by Various
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page 46 of 56 (82%)
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"You mustn't forget its detachment of the Guards to protect it. Many's
the good dinner I've had with the officer of the Bank Guard in the old days." "I'm afraid that leaves me cold, not being able to take part in it." "If it gave me pleasure to dine at the Bank, I should have thought the subject would have interested you." "Well, it wasn't exactly what I wanted to consult you about." "What was it then?" I said. "You know you mustn't cast doubts on the financial stability of the Bank. You'll be put in prison if you do." "I shouldn't dream of doing anything of the sort." "Come, then, be quick about it. This suspense is making me tremble for my War Loan Bonds." "Is the Bank," said Francesca, "a generous institution?" "Banks," I said, "cannot afford to be generous. They are just and accurate and there's an end of it." "The Bank of England," she said, "being so great, is an exception to the rule. Anyhow, it has been generous to me, for it has given me one hundred pounds." "Do you mean," I cried, "one hundred pounds that don't belong to you?" |
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