Summary

Various,  Punch, or the London Charivari…

“ Enter Frépeau.
Mérital. Ah, Frépeau, the man I wanted to see. (Plaintively) Frépeau, when you called on me in the First Act, don't you think you might have given some indication by the play of your features that it was you who originated this libel against me, and that you are my deadly enemy? The merest twitch of the ears would have been enough.
HOLMAN CLARK. I wanted it to be a surprise for the audience.
Sir GEORGES. Yes, but is that art?
HOLMAN CLARK. Besides, in real life—
Sir GEORGES (amazed) . Real life? Good Heavens, HOLMAN, is this your first appearance in England too?
”
Source: Gutenberg

Various,  Punch, or the London Charivari…

“ And in whatever trick the Marvel did, the Little Wonder was close behind him, looking so friendly and threatening him with low growls at the same time. If the Marvel happened to remember for a moment his miserable condition and to look unhappy, his master would look still more kindly and threaten even more sternly. Then came the moment when the orchestra stopped suddenly, and the kettledrum rolled, and the eyes of the audience were fixed upon the Marvel. For this remarkable performing man was scratching in a tub of earth to find a bone—just like a real dog ”
Source: Gutenberg

Various,  Punch, or the London Charivari…

“ He dreamt a beautiful dream. He dreamt that he was a master, and that he was presenting to a crowded audience what he had billed as "A Marvel of the Twentieth Century"—a performing man. The man was a creature with a pink face, oily hair, and a black moustache; and the Little Wonder, in his capacity as master, made the Marvel bark like a dog, whereat the audience yelped its approval. Then the collar of a member of the audience was handed on to the stage, while the Marvel was blindfolded, and, after sniffing the collar, he succeeded in tracking down its owner—like a dog again. ”
Source: Gutenberg

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