"Well, what do you think of the play?"
"Oh my!" said he, "it takes the cake."
"Takes the cake!" said his little sister scornfully, "it takes the ice-cream!"
"Won't you give me a kiss?" said Henry to the same young miss one night. "No, I won't with all that blue stuff on your face." (He was made up for Mephistopheles.) Then, after a pause, "But why—why don't you take it!" She was only five years old at the time!
I love the American papers, especially the Sunday ones, although they do weigh nearly half a ton! As for the interviewers, I never cease to marvel at their cleverness. I tell them nothing, and the next day I read their "story" and find that I have said the most brilliant things! The following delightful "skit" on one of these interviews suggested itself to my clever friend Miss [Aimée Lowther]:—
[WHAT CONSTITUTES CHARM]
AN ILLUSTRATED INTERVIEW WITH MISS ELLEN TERRY
"Yes, I know that I am very charming," said Miss Ellen Terry, "a perfectly delightful creature, a Queen of Hearts, a regular witch!" she added thoughtfully, at the same time projecting a pip of the orange she was chewing, with inimitable grace and accurate aim into
THE REPORTER'S EYE.
"You know, at all events, that you have charm?" I said.