Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 103, August 13, 1892 by Various
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acquaintance_). Well, how are _you_ feelin', eh?
_The Acquaintance._ Oh, all right, thenks--so long as I keep still. There's more waves than it looked from the Pier. _The Chirpy Man._ Waves? These ain't on'y ripples. When we're off the Foreland, now, you _may_ talk! _The Acq._ If it's worse than it is now, I _shan't_. _The Chirpy Man._ Why, you ain't afraid o' being queer already? I'm reg'lar enjoyin' it, I am. You don't object to me samplin' a cigar? You enjoy the flavour of a smoke more when you're on the water, yer know. _First Girl._ I can see our lodgings; and there's Ma out on the balcony--see? Let's wave our handkerchiefs to her. _Second Girl._ Ma, indeed! Did you _ever_ know Ma stir off the sofa after her dinner? I wouldn't make myself ridiklous waving to somebody else's Ma, if _I_ was you! _First Girl_ (_unconvinced_). I'm sure it _is_ Ma--it's just her figger. _Second Girl._ You are such an _obstinate_ girl! If it's Ma, what's become of the verander? _First Girl_ (_conquered by this unanswerable argument_). I forgot we had a _verander_--it's one of those old cats next door! |
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