Jones (after a pause). “Yes, I think I will.”
N.A. (after singeing). “Shampoo, Sir? Good for the ’Air, Sir.”
Jones. “Thank you. Yes.”
N.A. “Your Moustaches curled?”
Jones. “Please.”
N.A. “May I give you a Friction?”
Jones. “Thank you.”
N.A. “Will you try some of our——”
Manager (who has just sighted his man, in Stage whisper). “You Idiot! He’s a Subscriber!!”
