"All this occurred at night, I assume?" the old gentleman interrupted snappily. "Yes, Sir, it was an evenin' performance." He glanced out into the murky night. "Put me down at Sydney Terrace," he said to the conductor. "Wy, ye're there nah," grumbled that caustic individual as he jerked sharply at the bell-cord. "Well," exclaimed the thin man as the sailor rose to go, "I congratulate you very heartily on your good luck--very heartily indeed!" For the first time the hero of the incident seemed to exhibit signs of impatience. "Good luck!" he repeated sarcastically. "Call it good luck to 'ave your cap pinched out o' the 'arf-dollar seats an' then 'ave to take yer best girl 'ome in this crabbin' _chappoo_. I'm goin' to see the brass-'atted owner to-morrow, an' if 'e don't pay out I'll wreck the 'ole bloomin' theatre. Good luck, yer call it!" He swung off the foot-board and disappeared into the gloom, muttering incoherently. * * * * * "He--he!" tittered the flapper. It was the only audible comment on the situation. * * * * * "A War Office statement this afternoon reports another successful operation by Australian and New Zealand mounted troops in Egypt. At the enemy port of Barsalmana the enemy were compelled to abandon their camp, and were then combed by aeroplane." _Liverpool Echo._ An appropriate sequel to a brush with the Cavalry. * * * * * "If you stand the piano out into the room, you will want a cur-choke soup, mayonaise of lamb, macaroni with tomatoes." _Ladies' Paper._ In the interests of the cur it would be more merciful to keep the piano in the corner. * * * * * QUESTION AND ANSWER. I. "A GENTLEMAN seeking information for forthcoming book about the recent developments and inventions in Glass and Pottery manufacture, also Bottle-making, would be pleased to hear from anyone capable of furnishing such information."--_The Times._ II. DEAR SIR,--It is very fortunate that I caught sight of your advertisement, for I am just the man you need. You want to know all about bottles and things. I can tell you. Let us begin with pottery. Pottery is made in the Five Towns, a district in the Midlands to which references may be found by the industrious, using a microscope, in the works of Mr. ARNOLD BENNETT, the famous Caledonian Market salesman. How it is made I have not room here to indicate, but its effect on those who make it is to fill their lives with romance and excitement. Thus, if they don't become Town Councillors for Hanbridge they join the School Board at Hanley; and if they are not taking the new tram to Burslem they are catching the fast train to Manchester at Knype. And now for glass.