Sixth V. Here's someone taken my seat!
First V. "What, is HORATIO there?"
Eighth V. Hullo, dear boy, how are you? Couldn't see you—but now the light's a bit up—(&c., &c.).
A CRITERION OF MORALS.—Astutely doing "The Puff Preliminary" in a letter to the papers before the production of The Fringe of Society (i.e., Le Demi-monde freely adapted), Mr. CHARLES WYNDHAM observes that "there is no such class, in any recognisable degree, as the demi-monde in England." "Recognisable" is good, very good, it saves the situation, as of course the demi-monde is not, on any account, to be recognised. Cheery CHARLES evidently belongs to that half of the world which never knows what the other half is doing. If The Fringe, as it at first went in to the Licenser, had to be trimmed, CHARLES our Friend might have announced his latest version as re-"adapted from the Fringe."
"AILING AND CONVALESCENT,"—ORME. [No others count.]