From a feuilleton:--

"Before the podgy dealer knew what had happened, she had sprung right

round him, seized the telephone instrument and placed her mouth to the

receiver. She smiled at him defiantly. 'Yes, I will,' she panted."--

_Daily Paper._

And then, we suppose, she wrote to the POSTMASTER-GENERAL to complain of

the inefficiency of the service.

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[Illustration: _Junior Partner of Firm_ (_exempted on business grounds

during the War, interviewing applicant for employment, a demobilised

officer, D.S.O., M.C., mentioned twice in despatches and wounded three

times_). "YOU SAY YOU WERE THREE-AND-A-HALF YEARS IN FRANCE AND YET DON'T

SPEAK THE LANGUAGE? IT SEEMS TO ME YOU WASTED YOUR TIME ABROAD, SIR."]

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