"Ah," says the humorist, "pass him out; it'll be one the less.

"Let the gentleman up," says the humorist in the bunk.

"No name," said the humorist; "then the author of his being must be Wilkie Collins."

"Same old crowd," said the humorist of our party.

"I'll never explain it to you," said the humorist.

"That," said the humorist, tilting back his straw hat, "is the very reason they call it the Gray Lake.

"What a hissing there was at one of my entertainments at Leicester," said the humorist-caricaturist looking across at me with twinkling eyes.