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"There are people," the Senator interrupted, "who never can see anything amusing in a corpse." "They don't let you in as a matter of course," Mr. Malt went on. "You have to pretend that you're looking for a relation." "We had to mention Uncle Sammy," said Mrs. Malt. "An uncle of Mis' Malt's who went to California in '49 and was never heard of afterward," Mr. Malt explained.
"I had intended to call also upon your associate, Doctor Malt, over at Wincorah, but I learn he is away." "Yes, yes," he said with a sort of hurried petulance. "Know all about that. Malt's like a lot of these young new physicians always running off on vacations. Mustn't hold me responsible for his absences. Got no time to think about the other fellow. Own affairs are enough keep me busy.
Shortly after the recital of Mr. Malt's experiences the illumination began, and we realised what it was to drink coffee in fairyland. Poppa advises me, however, to attempt no description of the Falls of Schaffhausen by any light, because "there," he says, "you will come into competition with Ruskin."
Malt's advice, we did not attempt to identify more than the leading features, and I remember distinctly, in consequence, that the temple of Castor had three columns standing and the temple of Saturn had eight, while of the Basilica Julia there was nothing at all but the places where they used to be. Mrs.
The reunion was as rapt as the Senator and Emmeline could make it, and cordial in every other respect. Mr. Malt explained that they had come straight through from Paris, as time was beginning to press. "We couldn't leave out Rome," he said, "on account of Mis' Malt's mother she made such a point of our seeing the prison of Saint Paul.
He said he had heard of a German guard put to the most enjoyable misery by such a dispute, not knowing the language of the disputants and being forced to arbitrate upon their respective demands. Mr. Malt had laughed at the Senator's joke, so the Senator, of course, had to assist at Mr. Malt's, and they began to work themselves up, as Mr. Malt said, into the spirit of it. Mr.
If they'd just done a little inventing now, instead worried out the idea of steam, or gas, or electricity why Rome might never have fallen to this day." And no one interfered with Mr. Malt's idea that the fall of Rome was a purely commercial disaster. Doubtless it was out of regard for his feelings, but he was exactly the sort of man to compel you to prove your assertion.
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