Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 156, January 29, 1919 by Various
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pivots," which had demobilised MARLBOROUGH's army so speedily; and,
as is well known, HENRY V. had often said that without Jones--well, anyhow, he had been in the War Office a long time. And William knew him slightly. So William sent up his card. "I want to talk to somebody," he explained to Jones. "I can't manage more than of couple of hours a day in the queue just now, because I'm not very fit. If I could sit down somewhere and tell somebody all about myself, that's what I want. Any room in the building where there are no queues outside and two chairs inside. I'd be very much obliged to you." "I'll give you a note to Briggs," said Jones promptly. "He's the fellow to get you out." "Thanks _awfully_," said the overjoyed William. A messenger girl took him and the note to Captain Briggs. Briggs listened to the story of William's qualifications--or rather disqualifications--and considered for a moment. "Yes, we ought to get you out very quickly," he said. "Good," said William. "Thanks _awfully_." "Walters will tell you just what to do. He's a pal of mine. I'll give you a note to him." |
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