tell you the truth. Ta, ta!

[_Disappears into inner room. Literary Aspirant slowly folds
up his novel, and exit._

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MOTTO FOR THE DIVORCE COURT.--Marry, and come up!

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THE TRAVELLING COMPANIONS.

NO. XIX.

SCENE--_The Tombs of the SCALIGERS at Verona. A seedy and
voluble Cicerone, who has insisted upon volunteering his
services, is accompanying Miss TROTTER, BOB PRENDERGAST,
and CULCHARD. It is a warm afternoon, and CULCHARD, who
has been intrusted with Miss T.'s recent purchases--two
Italian blankets, and a huge pot of hammered copper--is
not in the most amiable of moods._

_The Cicerone_ (_in polyglot_). Ecco, Signore (_pointing out the
interlaced ladders in the wrought-iron railings_), l'échelle, la
scala, c'est tout flexible--(_He shakes the trellis_)--molto, molto
curioso!

_Culch._ (_bitterly, to the other two_). I _warned_ you how it would
be! We shall have this sort of thing all the afternoon _now_!