CRUEL!
Lucullus Brown (on hospitable purpose intent). “Are you Dining anywhere to-morrow night?”
Jones (not liking to absolutely “give himself away”). “Let me see”—(considers)—“No; I’m not Dining anywhere to-morrow.”
Lucullus Brown (seeing through the artifice). “Um! Poor chap! How Hungry you will be!”
[“Exeunt,—severally.”
“THE COW WAS THE STAMP TO IMPRESS SUPERIOR BUTTER.”
“’Arf a pound er Margarine, please; an’ Mother says will yer put the Cow on it cos she’s got Company!”
