Miss Judkin. "Tell your mother I'm very sorry, but the only brandy I've got is very old."
Peggy. "Oh, that will do splendidly. It's a very old goat."
THE FAIR.
Look up, my child, the sirens whoop
Shrill invitations to the Fair,
The yellow swing-boats soar and swoop,
The Gavioli organs blare;
Bull-throated show-men, bracken-brown,
Compete to shout each other down.