Punch, Or The London Charivari, Volume 102, April 2, 1892 by Various
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_First Voice_. One four two nought eight six? _Imp. Sub._ Yes, please. One four two nought eight six. _First Voice_. Very well. Why didn't you give the number before? _Imp. Sub._ (_angrily_). Well, I have given it now. (_He listens intently, exclaiming now and again_, "_Are you there_?" _and then rings_.) One four two nought eight six, please. _First Voice_ (_after a pause_). What! _Imp. Sub._ One four two nought eight six, please. [Illustration] _First Voice_ (_as if the number is now heard for the first time_). One four two nought eight six? _Imp. Sub._ Yes, please. And look sharp! _First Voice_. What? _Imp. Sub._ One four two nought eight six. _First Voice_. I hear. One four two nought eight six. [_The communication is cut off for a couple of minutes._ _Imp. Sub._ (_for the sixth time_). Are you there? |
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