(They're English, you know; quite English, you know).
The principles these to make France without peer
(Though they're English; quite English, you know)!
THE STATE OF THE GAME.
Lady Customer. "How much are Grouse to-day, Mr. Jiblets?"
Poulterer. "Twelve Shillings a Brace, Ma'am. Shall I send them——"
Lady Customer. "No, you need not send them. My Husband's out Grouse-shooting, and he'll call for them as he comes Home!!"