First Genius to Second Genius. “Why on earth do you do your hair in that absurd fashion, Smith?”
TANGIBLE
Second Groom (waiting at tea for the nonce, and handing thin bread-and-butter—sotto voce). “Clap two or three bits together, miss, then you’ll get a bite!”
A POST-OBIT
“There, Major, it’s the best likeness I ever had taken of me—and poor Fred never saw it!”