_Mr. Whiterose_ (_surprised_). You say so? Then--you too are of the Young England Party! I am rejoiced to hear it. You cheer me; it is a sign that the good Cause is advancing. _The S.S._ Advancin'? I believe yer. Why, I know a dozen and more as are workin' 'art and soul for it! _Mr. W._ You do? We are making strides, indeed! Our England has suffered these usurpers too long. _The S.S._ Yer right. But we'll chuck 'em out afore long, and it'll be "Over goes the Show" with the lot, eh? _Mr. W._ I had no idea that the--er--intelligent artisan classes were so heartily with us. We must talk more of this. Come and see me. Bring your friends--all you can depend upon. Here is my card. _The S.S._ (_putting the card in the lining of his hat_). Right, Guv'nor; we'll come. I wish there was more gents like yer, I do! _Mr. W._ We are united by a common bond. We both detest--do we not?--the Hanoverian interlopers. We are both pledged never to rest until we have brought back to the throne of our beloved England, her lawful sovereign lady--(_uncovering_)--our gracious MARY of Austria-Este, the legitimate descendant of CHARLES the Blessed Martyr! _The S.S._ 'Old on, Guv'nor! Me and my friends are with yer so fur as doing away with these 'ere hidle GUELPHS; but blow yer MARY of Orstria, yer know. Blow _'er_! _Mr. W._ (_horrified_). Hush--this is rank treason! Remember--she is the lineal descendant of the House of Stuart! _The S.S._ What of it? There won't be no lineal descendants when we git _hour_ way, 'cause there won't be nothing to descend to nobody. The honly suv'rin _we_ mean to 'ave is the People--the Democrisy. But there, you're young, me and my friends'll soon tork you over to hour way o' thinking. I dessay we ain't fur apart, as it is. I got yer address, and we'll drop in on yer some night--never fear. No hevenin' dress, o' course? _Mr. W._ Of course. I--I'll look out for you. But I'm seldom in--hardly _ever_, in fact. _The S.S._ Don't you fret about _that_. Me and my friends ain't nothing partickler to do just now. We'll _wait_ for yer. I should like yer to know ole BILL GABB. You should 'ear _that_ feller goin' on agin the GUELPHS when he's 'ad a little booze--it 'ud do your 'art good! Well, I on'y come in 'ere as a deligate like, to report, and I seen enough. So 'ere's good-day to yer. _Mr. W._ (_alone_). I shall have to change my rooms--and I _was_ so comfortable! Well, well,--another sacrifice to the Cause! * * * * * OUR BOOKING-OFFICE. [Illustration]