MORE HASTE, LESS MEAT.
The Calf (to the Butcher of the Exchequer). "OH, SIR, IT SEEMS SUCH A PITY TO KILL ME. YOU'D GET SO MUCH MORE OFF ME LATER ON."
WHEN EXPERTS DIFFER.
Junior Partner (in syndicate whose operations on the 2.30 race—six furlongs—have gone wrong). "There—didn't I tell yer Diamond's Pride was a five-furlong 'orse?"