LORD MAYOR. "EH!--WHAT!--PROCESSIONS!--WHY----"

SIR C. WARREN. "OH, YOU'RE ALL RIGHT, MY LORD,--YOU'RE NOT A

'PROCESSION'--YOU'RE A 'SHOW.' _YOU_ WON'T 'TERRORISE THE

INHABITANTS'!!"]

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[Illustration: "NOBLESSE OBLIGE."

_Old Friend._ "HULLO, DICK! HOW ARE YOU? I WISH YOU'D COME AND DINE WITH

ME TO-NIGHT. BUT NOW YOU'RE A LORD, I SUPPOSE I MUSTN'T CALL YOU DICK

ANY LONGER, OR EVEN ASK YOU TO DINNER?"

_Noble Earl (who has just come into his Title)._ "LORD BE BLOWED! LEND

ME A FIVER, AND YOU MAY CALL ME WHAT YOU LIKE--AND I'LL DINE WITH YOU

INTO THE BARGAIN!"]

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