Chancery Barrister (alarmed).  But I have only a basement!

Mr. Toppel (calmly).  A basement will do very well. (To the sixteen Masked Men).  You will probably find Lord ESHER somewhere about Chancery Lane.  Impress on him that our fee in his case is a thousand guineas; or—­both ears lopped off! [Exeunt the Sixteen.

First Junior.  I went upstairs just now, in order to see how our distinguished prisoners were getting on.  The CHANCELLOR, I regret to say, seemed dissatisfied with the bread and water supplied to him, and asked for “necessaries suitable to his status.”  He appeared inclined to argue the point; so I had to gag him again.

Mr. Toppel.  Quite right.  You might have told him that he is now governed by the lex loci, and that we shall reluctantly have to send little pieces of him to his friends—­I believe that is the “common form” in brigand circles—­if he persists in refusing the ransom.  How does the LORD CHIEF JUSTICE bear it?

Second Junior.  Not well.  The attic window is, fortunately, barred, but I found him trying to—­in fact, to disbar it—­(laughter)—­and to attract the attention of a passer-by.  He is now secured by a chain to a strong staple.

Mr. Toppel.  I suppose he is not disposed to make the assignment to us of half his yearly salary, which we suggested?

Second Junior.  Not yet.  He even threatens, when liberated, to bring our conduct under the notice of the Benchers.

Mr. Toppel (grimly).  Then he must never be liberated!  It’s no good beginning this method of what I may call, in technical language, ‘seisin,’ unless we go the whole hog.  Well, if you two Juniors will attend to our—­em—­clients upstairs—­(laughter)—­I and our Chancery friend will superintend the temporary removal of Lord ESHER from the Court that he so much adorns. (Noise heard.) Ah, that sounds like Sir JAMES HANNEN banging on the ceiling!  He must be stopped, as it would be so very awkward if a Solicitor were to call.  Not that there’s much chance of that nowadays. (To Chancery Barrister.) Come—­shall we try a “set-off”? [Exeunt.  Curtain.

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[Illustration:  A PLEASANT PROSPECT!

THE LORDS OF THE ADMIRALTY PROCEED TO INSPECT THE FLEET AT THE CLOSE OF THE MANOEUVRES. (WHAT WE MAY EXPECT IF THE GALES AND CASUALTIES CONTINUE.)]

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THE JACKDAW.

(IMITATED FROM EDGAR POE, BY AN INDIGNANT “OBSTRUCTIVE.")

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