you know, you never put any stamp on that letter to Wurra-Gurra? I saw it was in your handwriting.
Mrs. Quiverful. Dear, dear me! how careless--and my boy expecting to hear as usual! So you couldn't send it?
Miss G. Oh, yes, it was sent--I thought you wouldn't like to miss the Mail.
Mrs. Q. But he'll have to pay double at his end--he'll think I grudge the expense, poor boy!
Miss G. (timidly). I--I thought you'd rather it went stamped, so I--I took the liberty of stamping it myself.
Mrs. Q. Did you? Then you're a darling, and I don't care what unkind things Mr. Punch chooses to say about you--there!
Mr. Punch (in background). If they were all like her, he would never have said any unkind things at all, Madam. O si sic omnes!
Mrs. Q. (in some alarm). A--quite so, I'm sure. What a very singular person! [Scene closes in.
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