THE EQUINOX
telegraphed to the Bank to stop any cheques she might draw
in the next twelve months, was committing suicide with the
murmured apology: “After all, this isn't an hotel "; while
" Boy Billy," tastefully costumed for walking in Bond Street
as an Egyptian W's, was romping with her third best pal in
spite of the broken heart which she had left beneath the boots
of Mr. Hener Skene; Mr. Austin Harrison, who had dropped
in
for a quiet
afternoon, was quite failing to grasp the
situation
created by the Editor herself,
who, shaking
in
every chin,
declared rather
more
than
less
than
aloud
that, waiters or no waiters, she meant to marry him, and the
gentleman down-stairs could go—my grandmother's hat 1—
and—~—
She was interrupted by the arrival of a telegraph boy,
who delivered a bulky envelope containing the following
message—
“ Notwithstanding categorical imputations sacramentally
integrated
similitudes
undedicated
warrants
antecedent
Paulopetrine
typology
casually
unworthy
hypostaticism
predecessorial superincession archidiaconal arch-amphibians
osify elpidize redintegration status lymphaticus."
“A cipher telegram]
How romanticl” cried the Editor,
releasing Austin Harrison for the fraction of a second
”Oh no,” said Crowley, "it’s quite plain English;
it’s
from Arthur Edward Waite.
He repents; he comes back to
the fold.
He begs forgiveness.
Osify means‘dare';elpidize,
‘hope’; redintegration, ‘restoration’; status, ‘status.’ ”
“ But he says ‘status lymphaticus.’ "
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