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"Georgie" necessary warning, "You can't knock people about now-a-days, Georgie, without paying for it. Would your mother like it, do you think, if you stayed in South Wales, on a summons for assault and battery?"

But Georgie smiled again and disappeared.

Presently the pianist, a melancholy, long-haired wreck, joined us, and we heard in plaintive cockney the depressing history of his life.

These two, soubrette and pianist, spoke the jargon of their profession, and we could not always follow them. They spoke of lataris and mendzes; of hamfats and of waxy homos, and of mijari and beyonks. They spoke of the evening when they went jogering to the bevicarse, and Mr. Carlton Delamere, the pianist, told Drusilla, in a burst of unprofessional confidence, that he had expected this, because he was a Jonah. Then he explained to us what a Jonah was. The comedienne called us all "dear" indiscrimi- 100