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ack in the face. We must have looked a set of idiots from the front. I shan't go in again (_muttering_). It's no use acting Charades with people who don't understand it. There; settle the Word yourselves! AFTER THE WORD. AMONG THE AUDIENCE. _General Murmur_. What _can_ it be? Not _Turk_, I suppose, or Magician?--Quarrelling?--Parnellite?--Impertinence? Shall we give it up? No, they like us to guess, poor things; and besides, if we don't, they'll do another; and it is getting _so_ late, and such a _long_ drive home. Oh, they're all coming back; then it is over. No, indeed, we can't _imagine. "Familiar_!" To be sure--_how_ clever, and _how_ well you all acted it, to be sure--you must be quite tired after it all. I am sure _we_--hem--are deeply indebted to you ... My dear Miss ROSE, how wonderfully you disguised yourself. I never recognised you a bit, nor _you_, Mr. NIGHTINGALE. What part did _you_ take? _Mr. Nightingale_. I--er--didn't take any particular part--wasn't wanted, you know. _Miss Rose_. Not to _act_,--so we stayed outside and--and--arranged things. _An Old Lady_. Indeed? Then you had all the hard work, and none of the pleasure, my dear, I'm afraid. _Miss Rose_ (_sweetly_). Oh no. I mean yes!--but we didn't _mind_ it much. _The O.L._ And which of you settled what the Word was to be? _Mr. N._ Well, I believe we settled that together. [_Carriages are announced; departure of guests who are not of the house-party. In the Smoking-room, Mr. PUSHINGTON discovers that he does not seem exactly popular with the other men, and puts it down to jealousy._ * * * * * ROBERT'S XMAS BANKWET. We held our annywal Crismus Bankwet larst Satterday. Our principel Toast of course was, "Success to the Grand Old Copperashun, and may it flurrish for ewer!" with 3 times 3, and one cheer more for the bewtifool LADY MARESS, and may she flurrish for ewer too! Ah, we Waiters is a gallarnt race and knows our dooty to the fairer and weaker sects quite as well as ewen Aldermen theirselves. I next perposed the City Livvery Compnys, in a speech, as BROWN said, as ort for to be printed and sircculated. I had serttenly given a good deal of atention to it, and praps shood have dun ewen better if I hadn't quite forgot ewery word of the werry last part, which, unfortnitly, was all about the lots of money as they gives away. But I remembred all about their luvly dinners, and tha
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