Queer, isn't it?
I can't imagine why they do it.' 'You said just now,' said Hyacinth, 'that latterly you hadn't done quite so well.

Did you run out of actresses and battleships ?' 'No; but one of the Irish firms took to offering prizes and enclosing coupons.

You collected twenty coupons, and you got a silver-backed looking-glass--girls again, you see--or two thousand coupons, and you got a new bicycle.

It's an old dodge, of course, but somehow it always seems to pay.

However, all this doesn't matter to you.