Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 152, January 31, 1917 by Various
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_The King._ I'm sick and tired of all this talk. _The Kaiser._ If you go on like that I shall not talk to you any more. _The King._ Don't say that; I could not bear such a loss. But, seriously, are you going to help as you promised? _The Kaiser._ I cannot help you now. You must play for time. _The King._ I've exhausted all the possibilities of playing for time. It wouldn't be the least good. They really mean it this time, and they've given me a strictly limited period for compliance. _The Kaiser._ Well, I suppose you know best, but I should have thought you could have spun out negotiations for a hit--given them a little promise here and a little promise there on the chance of something turning up. _The King._ The long and the short of it is that you promised to help us, but it was only a little promise here or there, and you don't mean to keep it. I shall accept the ultimatum. _The Kaiser._ The what? The telephone's buzzing again. _The King._ The ULTIMATUM!! _The Kaiser._ Oh, the ultimatum. Yes, by all means accept it. And, by the way, I'm publishing a volume of my War-speeches, and will make a point of sending you an early copy. You might get it reviewed in the Athens papers. |
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