Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 99, July 19, 1890 by Various
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page 34 of 52 (65%)
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_Mr. Culdersack_ (_who has provided himself beforehand with a set of topics for conversation--to his partner, as they halt for a moment_). Er--(_consults some hieroglyphics on his cuff stealthily_)--have you read STANLEY'S book yet? _Miss Tabula Raiser_. No, I haven't. Is it interesting? _Mr. Culdersack_. I can't say. I've not seen it myself. Shall we--er--? [They take another turn. _Mr. C._ I suppose you have--er--been to the (_hesitates between the Academy and the Military Exhibition--decides on latter topic as fresher_) Military Exhibition? _Miss T.R._ No--not yet. What do you think of it? _Mr. C._ Oh--_I_ haven't been either. Er--do you care to--? [They take another turn. _Mr. C._ (_after third halt_). Er--do you take any interest in politics? _Miss T.R._ Not a bit. _Mr. C._ (_much relieved_). No more do I. (_Considers that he has satisfied all mental requirements_). Er--let me take you down-stairs |
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