LAWN-TENNIS UNDER DIFFICULTIES—"PLAY!"
If space is limited, there is no reason why one shouldn't play with one's next-door neighbours, over the garden wall. (One needn't visit them, you know!)
Stout Gentleman (whose play had been conspicuously bad). "I'm such a wretched feeder, you see, Mrs. Klipper—a wretched feeder! Always was!"
Mrs. Klipper (who doesn't understand lawn-tennis). "Indeed! Well, I should never have thought it!"
