Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 99, October 18, 1890
SCENE— Sanctum of Large Wholesale House. Present, one of the Principals, a pompous personage, with imposing watch-chain, and abundant space for it to meander over, and a sleekly subservient Head of Department. Principal looks irritated , Head of Department apprehensive, the former angrily shuffling some papers, the latter nervously washing his hands with invisible soap, in imperceptible water.
Principal . Well, Mr.—er—er—SCROOP, we—er—my partners and self, are not quite satisfied with the way in which things are going in—er—in your department.
Head of Department . Indeed, Sir. Sorry to hear that, Sir. May I ask, Sir, in—er—in what particular I have—er—failed to give complete satisfaction. ( Aside. ) On the screw again, the old skinflint—I know him.
Principal. Well, in point of fact, the profits on your branch have lately been very—have seemed—er—have been by no means—what we could wish, Mr. SCROOP, what we could wish, Sir.
H. of D. Really, Sir, I—ah, am grieved to hear it, for, upon my word, I hardly know—
Principal ( abruptly ). There must be cutting down somewhere—I say somewhere , Mr. SCROOP— where , I must leave to you. By the way, it seems to me that PUDDICOMBE's prices are a bit high for a beginner in the trade as he is. I think his lines ought to run a little lower—eh?
H. of D. Well, Sir, I've suggested it to him myself, but he protested there was hardly a margin left. However, since you name it, Sir, I'll see what I can do with him. (Aside. ) Ruthless old grinder, that's his game, is it? Wants a few extra pounds to play with, and means squeezing them out of PUDDICOMBE. Poor PUDDICOMBE, I've already put the screw on him pretty tightly. However, I must give it another turn, I suppose.
SCENE II.—Head of Department and PUDDICOMBE, a hard-working, struggling manufacturer, who has schemed and screwed for years to keep in with the Big House.
Puddicombe . Upon my word, Mr. SCROOP, I can't—I really can't, knock off another quarter per cent. It's a tight fight already, and I can't do it.
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Vol. 99.
October 18, 1890.
HOW IT'S DONE.
No. 11.—THE STRAIGHT "TIP."
ROBERT'S RETURN TO THE CITY.
THE SHIELD AND THE SHADOW.
THE VICTIMS OF HIGH SPEED.
THE SHIELD AND THE SHADOW.
MY MOTHER BIDS ME DYE MY HAIR.
TO ENGELBERG AND BACK.
OUR BOOKING-OFFICE.
MR. PUNCH'S DICTIONARY OF PHRASES.
DURING A VISIT.
OUR COMPATRIOTS ABROAD.
A FAMILY QUESTION.
A SONG FOR THE SITUATION.
A FAMILY QUESTION.
ANSWERS TO CORRESPONDENTS.
A HERO "FIN DE SIÈCLE."
HIGHWAYS AND LOW WAYS.
THE MODERN MILKMAID'S SONG.
(AT THE DAIRY SHOW.)
A LICENCE FOR LORDS.
AMUSEMENTS FOR THE GALLERY—AND THE MOB!
MR. PUNCH'S PRIZE NOVELS.
No. III.—JOANNA OF THE CROSS WAYS.
"THE GRASSHOPPERA" AT THE LYRIC.
TO MR. STANLEY.