THE EQUINOX
“Well, then, I send you packing.
Go and pack, dolt!
Packl
Trunks,
portmanteaux,
bags, boxes, and
for the
Lord’s sake pack some brains!
Take the girl to Jericho or
Johannesburg, and get some sense, and triplets, if you can! “
”Twiddle so—Being! Twiddle st)—Form! Balance them,
cheatinggrocerl
Nation of shopkeepers] Twiddlel Twiddlel
Twiddlel
Isn’t the Balance in the Babe?
Teach her to
understand children !"
The Brother paused to re-light his
pipe, thrusting the bowl into the glowing carbon of the grate.
“To understand children? It is hard.
But we love
children, sir."
“And what the devil is the difference between love and
understanding?
If you have one, you have the other.
Oh,
twiddle, twiddle l—You can send me one of those rotten paper
knives from Jericho, added the adept more peaceably.
With
the
rotten
Sephardi
pointing—blasphemers!
And
here!
don’t you blaspheme, youngfeller my lad.
You’ve got a good
woman: make the most of her."
" A great woman, perhaps.”
“A good woman.
In the next siege of Paris I hope I
shall not have to boil your head;
I prefer thick soup.
A
good woman.
A sister of the Silver Star, my good goat] ”
"I do not understand, master
I ”
“You never will, I think.
Ο generation of vipers!
Ο
prosy princoxl
Ο coxcomb of Kafoozelum I "
”I beg your pardon, sirl
You know she failed in the
abyss?"
“ I?
You?
This is intolerable.
Give me mere Hafiz!
Here, thickheadl she was your mistress, I suppose?
Most
women in Paris seem to be.”
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