to 'ave then?

_The I.A._ I _did_ think you was wider than _that_!--it's on'y
imaginative. What 'ud be the good o' wings to a bull?

_Fiancée_ (_on her defence_). You think you know so much--but it's got
a man's 'ed, hain't it? and I know there used to be _'orses_ with 'alf
a man where the 'ed ought to be, because I've seen their pictures--so
there!

_The I.A._ I dunno what you've got where _your_ 'ed ought to be,
torking such rot!

IN THE UPPER GALLERIES; ETHNOGRAPHICAL COLLECTION.

_A Grim Governess_ (_directing a scared small boy's attention to a
particularly hideous mask_). See, HENRY, that's the kind of mask worn
by savages!

_Henry_. Always--or only on the fifth of November, Miss GOOLE?

[_He records a mental vow never to visit a Savage Island on
Guy Fawkes' Day, and makes a prolonged study of the mask, with
a view to future nightmares._

_A kind, but dense Uncle_ (_to Niece_). All these curious things were
made by cannibals, ETHEL--savages who eat one another you know.

_Ethel_ (_suggestively_). But, I suppose, Uncle, they wouldn't eat one
another if they had anyone to give them _buns_, would they?