_Mr. P._ (_interrupting_). Quite wrong, Mr. BULL. Soldiers are just as
dear on the Continent as they are here. Only, you see, the foreigners
look after the fire themselves--they become soldiers, instead of
securing substitutes.

_Mr. B._ What do you mean?

_Mr. P._ That you must either pay the market price, or go in for
conscription. Your money--or your life!

_Mr. B._ Well, I really think I must consider it--I do, indeed!

_Mr. P._ And the sooner the better, Mr. BULL; and if you do not
believe me, give Lord WANTAGE's Committee Report a second reading.

[_Scene closes in upon Mr. JOHN BULL giving the document
reconsideration._

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[Illustration: THINGS ONE WOULD RATHER HAVE LEFT UNSAID.

_To our M.P., who rather fancies himself a great political force in
the House._ (_Day before the Meeting of Parliament_.)

"_WELL_, MR. BINKS! AND WHAT BRINGS _YOU_ UP TO TOWN?"]

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