THE PINCH OF WAR.
Lady of the House (War Profiteer's wife, forlornly). "THEY'VE JUST TAKEN OUR THIRD FOOTMAN; AND IF ANY MORE OF OUR MEN HAVE TO GO WE SHALL CLOSE THE HOUSE AND LIVE AT THE RITZ UNTIL THE WAR IS OVER—(brightly)—HOWEVER, WE MUST ALL SACRIFICE SOMETHING."
OVER-WEIGHT.
Scene: A London Terminus.
Porter (with an air of finality). It weighs 'undred-and-four pounds. You can't take it, mum.
Lady Traveller. Oh, I must take it.
[Porter is obliged by an irritation of the head to remove his cap, but does not speak.
Lady Traveller. It's all right. I know the manager of the line, and he would pass it for me.