THE FRUGAL MARRIAGE QUESTION.
Jones (of the Dandelion Club). "DOOCED JOLLY, I SHOULD SAY, TO MARRY ON £300 A-YEAR! THINK A SEE MYSELF WOCKING A CWADLE, AND FETCHING HOME THE MUTTON FROM THE BAKER!"
[Orders Glass of Dry Curaçoa.
FAINT ATTEMPT TO CARRY OUT JONES'S IDEA.
THOSE HORRID BOYS!
Precise Female (in answer to a rude inquiry). "YOU ARE A VERY IMPERTINENT BOY!—YOU KNOW PERFECTLY WELL THAT IT IS A MATTER OF NO MOMENT TO YOU WHO MY HATTER IS!"
