Various, Punch, or the London Charivari…
“ Cecilia meant well, of course, but Margery giggled again.John read it to himself in a dead silence, sighed heavily and passed it to Margery."We shall never live it down," he said, putting his head into his hands and gazing moodily at the marmalade.Margery read it and giggled three or four times; but Margery giggles at anything.Cecilia read it and beamed."Alan, dear," she said, "it's lovely! Of course they accepted it. John, you wretch, say you liked it." (Cecilia can be a dear.) "Well, if I must tell the truth," said John, "it isn't quite so bad as I expected. ”
