The Equinox (Volume I, Number III)

THE EQUINOX EUPHEMIA. Must J remind you ? carr. No; my memory is excellent. EUPHEMIA. Of what you swore? caRR. I swore at the granite for not being moss. EUPHEMIA. You swore to love me always. carr. The champagne at the Mena House is not cham- pagne; it is—the cork of it is labelled “ Good intentions.” EUPHEMIA. Then you didn’t mean it? carR [kissing her]. Am I, or am I not—a plain question as between man and man—loving you now? EUPHEMIA. Oh, I know! But I am so worried that every- thing most sure seems all shaken in the storm of it! I was glad—glad, glad!—when that Mr. Todd came in with his news, so that I could have a real good cry. [Very close to him, in a tragic whisper.| Something has happened—something is going to happen. carr. And something has not happened—I knew it was a long time since we missed a week. By the way, have you heard the terrible news about Queen Anne? Dead, poor soul! Never mind, silly, you told me most dramatically, and it shall be counted unto you for righteousness. EUPHEMIA. I think you're the greatest brute in the world— and I love you. carr. How reciprocal of you! EUPHEMIA. Sweet! carr. On my honour, I haven't a single chocolate on me. Have a cigar? [Business with case. EUPHEMIA. Be serious! You must marry me at once. carr. Then how can I be serious? I understand from a gentleman named Shaw that marriage is only a joke—no, 222