Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 99, November 22, 1890 by Various
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offer._) Don't say No, if you mean Yes, Sir. Will you _'ave_ the
"_Pill-taker_," Sir? _The A.S._ (_politely_). Thank you very much, but--er--I think _not_. _Mr. M._ Then perhaps you could do with "_The Little Boot-Black_," or "_The Sandwich-Man_," Sir? _The A.S._ Perhaps--but I could do still better _without_ them. [_He moves to another part of the room._ _The Obl. Broker_ (_whispering beerily in his ear_). Seen anythink yet as takes your fancy, Sir; 'cos, if so-- [_The A.S. escapes to a dark corner--where he is warmly welcomed by Mr. MIDDLEMAN._ _Mr. M._ _Knew_ you'd think better on it, Sir. Now which is it to be--the "_Boot-Black_," or "_Mixture as Before_"? _Auct._ Now we come to Lot 19. Massive fluted column in coral marble with revolving-top--a column, Gentlemen, which will speak for itself. _The Facetious Bidder_ (_after a scrutiny_). Then it may as well mention, while it's _about_ it, that it's got a bit out of its back! _Auct._ Flaw in the marble, that's all. (_To Assist._) Nothing the _matter_ with the column, is there? |
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