Mrs Nutts. Poor little thing! And nicely that brute her father-in-law will snub her for it now, I daresay. A wife, and only fourteen too! Well, if she’d been my daughter—but I’ll say nothing. Only as a married woman I will say this, she’s begun her troubles early enough.

Nutts. Well, who knows?—she may the sooner get through ’em.

Mrs Nutts. Nutts—but I won’t tell you what you are, now.

Slowgoe. Lord Normandy, I see, as ’Bassador for England, didn’t pay his public compliments to the happy pair; and the Funds, I see, went down because.

Nosebag. Why, no; but his Lordship went afterwards in private and took tea and muffins with ’em, and upon that the Funds riz like a rocket.

Peabody. The Times says that Louis Philippe has retained Lord Brougham to plead his cause in the House of Lords. M. Guizot, they say, has loaded him with all the papers—rammed him down like a piece of brass ordnance with all sorts of wadding—and, there’s no doubt of it, he’ll go off with a considerable bang.

Tickle. No doubt on it; and just as sailors do when they board—get the better of their lordships in the smoke. Wonder what fee Lewis Philip’s to give Brougham for the job? for, being a lawyer, he can’t work for nothing.

Peabody. Why, they do say it’s to be made up to his Lordship somehow in his arms. He’s to be allowed to quarter every boar he kills at Cannes, and put him upon his coach panels; and further, he and his heirs for ever and ever are to be permitted to land anywhere in France, and not to have their pockets rummaged inside out by customhouse officers. It’s further said that Lord Brougham intends to plead the King of the French’s cause in French, that his Lordship may seem to be as little of an Englishman in the matter as possible.

Slowgoe. (With paper.) Well, I hope I’m a lover of the institutions of my country—but I think this is pulling the rope a little too tight. I always stand up for the Church, and always will, like any steeple; but—I’m sorry to own it—but, as a great man has said afore me, this is too bad.

Nosebag. What’s the matter? Anybody been sticking posters agin St Paul’s? As a billsticker, I must say I’ve often looked with an eye of envy at Queen Anne—often wished to stick her.