Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 101, October 31, 1891 by Various
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_Podb._ Find you see it better with your eyes shut? But I say, I wish you'd explain what you were sniggering at. _Culch._ Take my advice, and don't press me, my dear fellow; you may regret it if you do! _Podb._ I'll risk it. It must be a devilish funny joke to tickle you like that. Come, out with it! _Culch._ Well, if you must know, I was laughing.... Oh, he'll _never_ get those horses round in.... I was--er--rather amused by your evident assumption that I must have been _rejected_ by Miss PRENDERGAST. _Podb._ Oh, was _that_ it? And you're nothing of the kind, eh? [_He chuckles again._ _Culch._ (_with dignity_). No doubt you will find it very singular; but, as a matter of fact, she--well, she most certainly did not _discourage_ my pretensions. _Podb._ The deuce she didn't! Did she tell you RUSKIN's ideas about courtship being a probation, and ask you if you were ready to be under vow for her, by any chance? _Culch._ This is too bad, PODBURY; you must have been there, or you couldn't possibly know! _Podb._ Much obliged, I'm sure. I don't listen behind doors, as a general thing. I suppose, now, she set you a trial of some kind, to |
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