London Idylls.—Algernon (the heir). “Awfully kind of Mrs. Masham to give us a lift. But it was rather a squeeze, eh?”
Jack the Detrimental (his younger brother). “Yes. By the way, talking of squeezes, it struck me very forcibly, driving along, that you’d got hold of one of Miss Laura Masham’s hands!”
Algernon. “Well, you meddling young idiot! what if I had?”
Jack. “Oh, nothing. Only I’d got hold of the other, you know!”
THE RISING GENERATION
Host. “What a smart set of people we’ve got to-night, deary!”
Hostess. “Yes. How I wish one of our dear girls would come and sit by us, and tell us who everybody is!”