  Adam insists on Eve being revaccinated. Eve retorts that it can’t be done while the fashions prevent you having any sleeves in your evening dresses. Adam replies, “Have it done on the leg, then!” But Eve, more in sorrow than in anger, is saying, “How can I show my legs to a doctor man!” Why is it so many people’s telephones are in the hall or some equally public place? This is what Eve feels like when Captain Perfect Spooner rings her up at a friend’s house Why is it when most married men are simply dying to be “called” anywhere— —A short-sighted Government has called up all the single men who are so badly needed at home and enjoy life so unmistakably? This is how trench life appeals to them respectively. The married men are on the right. (We must explain that the bachelor warriors on the left are not petrified with terror, but only agitated in thinking of the dear girls they left behind) |
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