that
your future will be brightened."
_Carrie_ (_pleased_). Lor, FREDDY, think o' that!
_Dolph_. Think _twice_ of it, FREDDY, my boy. Now we'll be off and get
a drink.
_Carrie_. Wait. We haven't got _your_ character yet, Mr. GAGGS!
_Dolph_. Oh, mine--they couldn't give that for a penny. Too good, yer
know!
_Carrie_. If they haven't got it, it's more likely they're afraid it
would break the machine. I'm going to put in for you under "Black."
(_She does._) Here we are. (_Reads._) "The gentleman will be much
given to liquor." Found out first time, you see, Mr. GAGGS!
_Dolph_. (_annoyed_). Come, no personalities now. Drop all that!
_Carrie_. "Somewhat quarrelsome and of an unsettled temper; more
decorous and less attentive in his undertakings, and consequently
meets with many disappointments. Such gentlemen"--now you listen to
this, Mr. GAGGS!--"will now know their weaknesses, which should induce
them to take steps to improve themselves." (_"'Ear, 'ear!" from the
rest of the party._) "Knowledge is power, and enables us to overcome
many obstacles we otherwise should have fallen prey to." This is your
fortune. "Thou art warned to be careful what thou drinkest!" Well,
they do seem to _know_ you, I must say!
_Dolph_. (_in a white rage_). I tell you what it is, Miss CARRIE
BICKERTON, you appear to me to be turning a 'armless joke into a
mejium for making nasty spiteful insinuations, and I, for one, am not
going to put up with it, whatever others may! So, not being partial
to being turned into redicule and made to look a fool in company, I'll
leave you to spend the rest of the evening by yourselves, and wish you
a very good-night!
[_He turns majestically upon his heel and leaves the party
stupefied._
_'Ector_. (_with mild regret_). It do seem a pity though, so pleasant
as we were together, till this come up!
_Freddy_. And CARRIE's Aunt MARIA. gone off in a tantrum, too. We
shall have a job to find _'er_ now!
_Lottie and Carrie_. Oh, _do_ hold your tongues, both of you. You and
your automatic machines!
_'Ector and Freddy_. _Our_ automatic machines! Why, we never--
_Lottie and Carrie_. If you say one word more, either of you, we'll
go home! [_FREDDY and 'ECTOR follow them meekly in search of Aunt
MARIA as the Scene closes in._
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VOICES OF THE NIGHT.
(_IN FLEET STREET._)
Oh raucous street--"_Echo_," whose vile _vox clamantis_
Is, like t
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