Second W. I. M. That exactly proves my point. It's just because he isn't an agricultural labourer that he's been able to get it. What we want to do is to level up.
Inquirer. But there aren't any agricultural labourers in my parish; at least, I never heard of any. How are they going to manage about that?
Second W. I. M. They'll send you some from somewhere else. That's what they call migration.
[Terminus.
Inquirer. I thought birds did that.
BEFORE THE PRIVATE VIEW.
(A Modern Dialogue.)
Scene—Lady Hay's Boudoir. Lady Hay and Miss Bee discovered sipping five o'clock tea.
Miss Bee (sympathetically). I am so sorry, dearest, that you have sprained your ankle. And is it quite out of the question to come on Friday to Burlington House?