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TROUBLES OF THE NEW-POOR
"George, will you go and speak to cook? I bought some tripe for dinner and—she's still looking at it through her lorgnette."
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"I hear you've taken up golf. What do you go round in?"
"Well, usually in a sweater."
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Small Boy (walking round links with his father): "Daddy, here's a ball for you."
Father: "Where did you get that from?"
Small Boy: "It's a lost ball, Daddy."