Amenities of the Profession.
Rising Young Dramatist. "Saw your wife in front last night. What did she think of my new comedy?"
Brother Playwright. "Oh, I think she liked it. She told me she had a good laugh."
R. Y. D. "Ah—er—when was that?"
B. P. "During the entr'acte. One of the attendants dropped an ice down her neighbour's neck."
