SECOND YOUNG LADY. —“IT’S SWEETLY PRETTY, ISN’T IT!”
PAPA (A BRITISH MERCHANT, AND OF A PRACTICAL TURN). —“VERY GOOD—V-E-R-Y GOOD. AHEM! NOW I WONDER WHAT ONE COULD MAKE A YEAR BY THAT KIND OF THING.”
YOUNG MAN (WITH GLASS IN HIS EYE). —“SLOW, I SHOULD THINK.”
AT THIS POINT BROWN’S ATTENTION WAS ATTRACTED TO A SCUFFLE GOING ON BEHIND HIM AMONGST THE JUNIOR MEMBERS OF THE PARTY. TWO OF THE LITTLE INNOCENTS HAD TAKEN A FANCY TO THE SAME DRAWING (A COPY OF HIS FAVOURITE JOHN BELLINO), AND AFTER A BRIEF, BUT FIERCE STRUGGLE FOR POSSESSION, HAD SETTLED THE DIFFICULTY BY TEARING IT IN TWO. (PARTY RETIRES RATHER PRECIPITATELY.)
| SKETCH MADE BY BROWN AT TRIESTE. | ROBINSON SEARCHED AND INDIGNANT. |
| Note.—If any one doubts the fact, Jones and Robinson are ready to make affidavit of it. | SUCH THINGS NEVER HAPPEN ANYWHERE ELSE. |
ARRIVED AT VIENNA, THEY VISIT THE THEATRE. A GENTLEMAN THERE, UNOBTRUSIVELY PAYS THEM GREAT ATTENTION.
