Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 102, May 14, 1892 by Various
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_An Irrelevant Person_. It's just a _little_ melancholy, though, don't you think?--which reminds me--_how_ much did you say that jet trimming was a yard--nine pence three-farthings? _Her Friend_. Nine pence halfpenny at the shop in St. Paul's Churchyard. The child has her frock open at the top behind, you see--evidently a _poor_ family! _The I.P._ Yes, and the workbasket with the reels of cotton and all. (_Looking suddenly down_.) Don't you call this a handsome carpet? _A Frivolous Frenchman_ (_fresh from 'The Casual Ward' and 'The Martyr' to his companion_). Tenez, mon cher, encore des choses gaies! [_He passes on with a shrug._] _A Good Young Man with a train of three Maiden Aunts in tow_ (_halting them before a picture of_ SIR J. NOEL PATON's). Now you ought to look at this one. [_They inspect it with docility. It represents a Knight in armour riding through a forest and surrounded by seductive Wood-nymphs._ _First Maiden Aunt_. Is that a guitar one of those girls is playing, or what? _Second Ditto, Ditto_. A mandolin more likely; it looks like mother-o'-pearl--is it supposed to be King ARTHUR, and are they |
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