Punch, or the London Charivari, page 9 by Various Authors
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ten it!"
"Oh, how splendid! Where?"
"In here," I said, tapping the best bit of my head.
"Oh, that!" And then, pensively: "Next time Mary Jane has a brainstorm, I'll tell her to call you 'Charley.' Poor girl!"
"I don't think you quite appreciate," I remarked.
"I don't. What exactly do we stand to gain?"
"There's the rub. Not lucre. Perish the thought! But one begins to be a power, an influence. People whisper in the Tube, 'Who's that?' 'That! Don't you know? Why Him--He! The man who is making the Government a laughing-stock. The man who holds the Empire in the palm of his hand. The man who----'"
"Thanks," said Enid. "We had better buy a gramophone. I thought you were getting fidgety at home."
"Dearest," I explained, "it is not that. It is because I feel in me a spirit that will not be denied. Give me the opportunity and I will make this land, this England----"
"Hush, Squawks. Was'ms frightened then, poor darling!"
"That dog----"
"Hush!" said Enid to me. "How are you going to begin?"
"It is quite simple. Somebody writes something to the papers."
"Yes; so far it sounds easy."
"Now that something is hideously disparaging to my class and calling. I promptly answer him."
"That is, if you can be funnier at his expense than he at yours."
"I shan't be funny at all."
"No?" said Enid thoughtfully.
"Mine will be a scathing indictment, and of course I shall bring in the political situation. He writes back, evading the point at issue. I crush him with figures and statistics, and make him a practical offer--a few deer-forests, a paltry township, or my unearned increment, as the case may be."
"The mowing-machine is out of order," Enid remarked.
"I quote passages in his letter as the basis of negotiation. He pretends to accept. I point out how, when and why he has been guilty of paltry quibbling, and show that the Party he supports fosters such methods an