Punch, or the London Charivari, Vol. 159, August 25th, 1920 by Various
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never idle.
It was while we were at Lucerne that LORD RIDDELL and I had some of our most significant conversations. I set them down just as they occurred, extenuating nothing and concealing nothing. _LORD RIDDELL (with emotion)._ You are in excellent form to-day. Lucerne now has two lions--one of them free. _DAVID (surprised)._ I free? (_Sadly_) You forget that GIOLITTI is coming. _LORD RIDDELL._ But that is nothing to you. Try him with your Italian and he will soon go. _DAVID._ You are a true friend. You always hearten me. _LORD RIDDELL (with more emotion)._ But you are so wonderful, so wonderful! And now for to-day's amusements. Where shall we go? Up Mount Pilatus or to WILLIAM TELL'S Chapel? _DAVID._ There is something irresistible to a Welshman in the word chapel. Let us go there. And WILLIAM TELL, was he not a patriot? Did he not defy the tyrant? I am sure that in his modest conventicle I can think of a thousand eloquent things. Let us go there. _LORD RIDDELL._ My hero! my dauntless hero! E.V.L. * * * * * |
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