After "The Slump" in the City.
Weak Speculator in South African market (about to pay the barber who has been shaving him). "A shilling! eh? Why, your charge used to be only sixpence."
City Barber. "Yes, sir; but you've got such a long face, we're obliged to increase the price!"
"I don't arst yer fer money. I don't want money. Wot I wants is bread. 'Ave yer got such a thing as a bit o' bread about yer, me lord?"