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Various Punch, or the London Charivari…

I sympathised again and made some mental notes for future behaviour myself.
"But the pedestrians are the worst," he continued.
"The pedestrians?"
"Yes, the people who walk across the road without giving a thought to the fact that there might be a vehicle coming. The people that never learn. The people that call you names or make faces at you after you've saved their silly lives by blowing the hooter at them. Every minute of the day one is having trouble with them, and it gets on one's nerves. It's them that makes a taxi-driver look old sooner than a woman."
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Various Punch, or the London Charivari…

Yet perhaps, as we seem to have drifted on to the question of money, I might mention that I have property—house property."
"I don't believe much in house property in these days."
"I don't either. Though I lay no particular stress on the matter, I also have some mortgages."
"I don't care much about mortgages."
"I agree with you. Beastly things, I call them."
"What income do you derive from the property and the mortgages?"
"I don't exactly derive any income from either. You see, the two things go together—I mean the property and the mortgages.
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Various Punch, or the London Charivari…

THE WEDDING PRESENT.
"At last," I said, putting down my newspaper, "there is hope for England. Here is a man who announces his approaching marriage and hopes that wedding presents will not be sent."
"Pooh," said the lady of the house.
"Why," said I, "do you say 'pooh'?"
"Because," she said, "it's not a bit of good hoping for anything of, the sort. You might just as well abolish weddings at once. People won't go to one unless they have a chance of seeing their own present and admiring it so much that the detective begins to suspect them."
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