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However, this scarcely concerns Euphemia's new entertainment. This new entertainment is modelling in clay. Euphemia tells me it is to be quite the common thing this winter. It is intended especially for the evening, after a little dinner. As the reader is aware, the evening after a little dinner is apt to pall. A certain placid contentment creeps over people.
There was a time when Euphemia would come and discuss my purchase with a certain levity, but on one occasion.... Some day these shopmen will goad me too far. It's almost my only consolation, indeed, to think what I am going to do when I do break out. There is a salesman somewhere in the world, he going on his way and I on mine, who will, I know, prove my last straw.
Harborough and Scrimgeour, and that, imparted in confidence, had been touched up with vivid colour here and there and utilised freely. Scrimgeour is represented as always holding teacups in his peculiar way, so that anyone would recognise him at once. Euphemia calls that character.
I sat up straight in my chair. "Pomona!" I exclaimed, "you didn't tell him that?" "That's what I said, sir, for I wanted him to know what you really was; an' he says, 'Well, well, I never knew that. It might be a very good thing. I'll speak to some of the members about it. There's two vacancies now in our vestry." I was crushed; but Euphemia tried to put the matter into the brightest light.
I made a fire, using a lot of chips and blocks the carpenter had left, and Euphemia cooked the supper, and we ate it from our little table, with two large towels for a table-cloth. It was the most delightful meal I ever ate! I say WE, for Euphemia always helps me to smoke by sitting by me, and she seems to enjoy it as much as I do.
Now Euphemia was overjoyed by these words, for she too was hostile to the present administration by reason of her fear of the empress, and she said: "And yet, dearest friend, it is you and Belisarius who are to blame for this, seeing that, though you have opportunity, you are not willing to use your power."
"Oh, what shall we do" exclaimed Euphemia. "The dog will get her. Call to her!" "No, no," said I, "don't make a noise. It will only bring the dog. He seems to have gone to the barn, or somewhere. Keep perfectly quiet, and she may go up on the porch, and as the front door is not locked, she may rush into the house, if she sees him coming." "I do hope she will do that," said Euphemia, anxiously.
The historic Muse shall raise O'er wronged Sarmatia's cause the voice of praise, Shall sing her dauntless on the field of death, And blast her royal robbers' bloody wrath!" "It must be Constantine's!" cried Euphemia, in a voice of surprised delight, while springing up to take the paper out of the deriding reader's hand when he finished.
"Yes," said I, with an attempt to appear facetious and unconcerned, "but it would be all well enough if we could take that snow-ball to the fire and melt it down." "But there never is any fire where there are snow-balls," said Euphemia. "No," said I, "and that's just the trouble." It was on the following Thursday, when I came home in the evening, that Euphemia met me with a glowing face.
In this region the population of the river shores seemed to consist entirely of alligators, in which monsters Euphemia was greatly interested.
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