Various, Punch, or the London Charivari…
“ Believe me, my dear, that woman has illegally wangled a passport out of the authorities by representing herself as her husband's typist—he's got a diplomatic passport, you know. I inquired if the maid she had brought with her had turned into a typist, too, to say nothing of the poms. The toupet of some people!And, of course, all this unnecessary rabble is helping to make everything horriblement cher. The price of things makes one's hair stand on end like the quills of the fretful porcupine. I can assure you that le moindre petit dîner coûte les yeux de la tête. ”
