Old Alderman (with profound astonishment). What, refuse these beautiful grouse? It's impossible!
Young Visitor. It is impossible, I can assure you, sir. I cannot eat any more.
Old Alderman (tenderly). Come, come. I tell you what now. Just take my advice, and try a cold chair.
Design for a Paper-Weight.—The portrait of a gentleman waiting for the Times.
The Best "Financial Relations."—Our "uncles."
At the Angel Court Kitchen.—Stranger (to Eminent Financier). Why did you call that man at the bar "the Microbe"?
Eminent Financier. Because he's "in everything."