AN
UNSUCCESSFUL
VISIT
A DANDY ENTERS A HOUSE in which he has never been before. He is paying a social call. In the hall he is met by a girl of about sixteen, wearing a cotton dress and little white apron.
“Are they home?” he asks her brazenly.
“Yes, they are.”
“Hm... my little peach! So, and is the missus at home too?”
“Yes, she is,” the girl answers, blushing for some reason. “Hm... you pretty thing, you! You little vixen! Where can I leave my hat?”
“Anywhere would be fine. Please don’t! Really!...”
“Come on! What are you blushing for! Hey! I won’t bite you!” And the young man slaps the girl’s waist with his glove.
“Hey, not bad! So go ahead, announce me!”
The girl turns poppy red and runs off.
“She’s young!” he decides, and walks through to the drawing room. There he meets the lady of the house. They sit down, chat...
About five minutes later the girl with the little apron enters the room.
“May I introduce my eldest daughter,” the lady of the house says, pointing at the girl’s cotton dress.
Tableau vivant.