Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 101, September 19, 1891 by Various
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part, I assure you, my dear fellow. I am sure she will learn to
appreciate you--er--fully when you meet again, which, I may tell you, will be at no very distant date. I happen to know that she will be at the Italian Lakes early next month, and so shall we, if you let me manage this tour my own way. _Podb._ (_with surprise and gratitude_). I say, old boy, I'd no notion you were such a nailing good chap! Nein, danky. (_To the little Cripple, who is cheerily inviting him, in pantomime, to drink from his mug._) Cheeky little beggar. But do you really think anything will--er--come of it, if we do meet her again--_do_ you now? _Culch._ I--ah--have the best reasons for feeling tolerably certain of it. [_He looks out of window and smiles._ _Podb._ But that cousin of hers--CHARLEY, you know--how about _him_? _Culch._ I put that to her, and there is nothing in it. In fact, she practically admitted--(_He glances round and lowers his voice._) I will tell you another time. That lady over there is looking at us, and I'm almost certain-- _Podb._ What if she is, she don't understand a word we're saying. I want to hear all about Her, you know. _Culch._ My dear PODBURY, we shall have ample time to talk about her while we are at Nuremberg together--it will be the greatest pleasure to me to do so as long as ever you please. _Podb._ Thanks, old chap! I'd no idea you were doing all this, you |
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