The E. L. Why, we've only been an hour and twenty minutes as yet! But what would be the best time to bring him?
Mr. Stip. I should say the light and the temperatuah would probably be more favourable by the week aftah next—(to himself) when I shall be taking my holiday!
The E. L. Very well, I'll come then. Oh, Fluffy, Fluffy, what a silly little dog you are to give all this trouble!
Fluff (to himself, as he makes a triumphant exit). Not half so silly as some people think! I must tell the cat about this; she'll go into fits! I will say she has a considerable sense of humour—for a cat.
IN THE CAUSE OF CHARITY.
Mona House, the Town Mansion of the Marquis of Manx, which has been lent for a Sale of Work in aid of the "Fund for Super-annuated Skirt-dancers," under the patronage of Royalty and other distinguished personages.