MR. H.
Lard!
LANDLORD
Suppose they do smoke you—
MR. H.
Smoke me?
LANDLORD One of my phrases; never mind my words, Sir, my meaning is good. We all mean the same thing, only you express yourself one way, and I another, that's all. The meaning's the same; it is all pork.
MR. H.
That's another of your phrases, I presume. (Bell rings, and the
Landlord called for.)
LANDLORD
Anon, anon.
MR. H.
O, I wish I were anonymous.
[Exeunt several ways.]
SCENE.—Melesinda's Apartment.
(MELESINDA and Maid.)