She. Quite—thenks.
The Showman. HOW old are you, She?
She (impressively). Two theousand years.
'Arry. And quite a young thing, too!
A Spectator (who has read the Novel). 'Ave you 'eard from Leo Vincey lately?
She (coldly). I don't know the gentleman.
Showman. If you have no more questions to ask her, She will now retire into her Urn thenking you all for your kind attendance this morning, which will conclude the entertainment.
[Final disappearance of She. The Audience pass out, feeling—with perfect justice—that they have "had their money's worth."