Fine Measurements.

A.—“Hey, Bill, wot you doin’ now-adays?”

B.—“Got a job as an engineer.” A.—“Like it?”

B.—“Bit fiddlin'. Got to make fings to a fousandth of an inch.'

A.—“Lumme; how many fousandths are there in the inch?”

B.—“Blimey! millions!”