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220 THE EQUINOX CARR. Why have a long Latin name if you mean to play the English hypocrite? Who was poor Uncle Henry? Did you love poor Uncle Henry so dearly as all that? How old were you when your father quarrelled with poor Uncle Henry? About two and a half! The only thing you know about poor Uncle Henry is that poor Uncle Henry once tickled your toes. [EUPHEMIA gives a little scream of horror.] Enough humbug about poor Uncle Henry! . . . Sweetheart! EUPHEMIA. Mine own! [They embrace and kiss with great intensity. EUPHEMIA. Unhand me, villain! . . . But one has to be decent about one's relations. Even the humbug of it is rather fun. CARR. There speaks the daughter of Shakespeare’s country. I am sure the Bacon imbroglio was a consummate practical joke on somebody's part. As I see the joke, I take no side in the controversy! But we should look on the bright side of things! [Pompously.] Poor Uncle Henry, dead and turned to clay, May feed the Beans that keep the Bile away. Oh that whom all the world did once ignore Should purge a peer or ease an emperor! EUPHEMIA. But where is the bright side of our love? CARR. Why, our love! EUPHEMIA. Cannot you, cannot you understand? CARR. Not unless you tell me! EUPHEMIA. I can't tell you.
MR. TODD CARR. —Anything I don't know. EUPHEMIA. Oh, you laugh even at me! CARR. Because I love you. So I laugh at humanity: if I took men seriously I should have to cut my throat. EUPHEMIA. So you don't take me seriously either? CARR. If I did, I should have to cut—— EUPHEMIA. What? CARR. My lucky! EUPHEMIA. What a dreadful expression! Where do you learn such things? CARR. I notice you don't have to ask what it means. EUPHEMIA. Stop teasing, darling! CARR. I'm not teething! That's what I complain of; you always treat me as a baby! EUPHEMIA. Come to his mummy, then! CARR. You're not my mummy! That's what I complain of; you always treat me as a Cheops, ever since that night on the Great Pyramid! EUPHEMIA. [Hides her head in his bosom.] Oh shame, shame! CARR. Not a bit of it! Think of the infinite clearness of the night— “ The magical green of the sunset, The magical blue of the Nile." The rising of the great globed moon—the stars starting from their fastnesses like sentries on the alarm—the isolation of our stance upon the summit—the faery distance of Cairo and its spear-sharp minarets—and we—and we— EUPHEMIA. Oh me! Oh me! CARR. Shall I remind you—— 221
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MR. TODD<br />
CARR. —Anything I don't know.<br />
EUPHEMIA. Oh, you laugh even at me!<br />
CARR. Because I love you. So I laugh at humanity: if I<br />
took men seriously I should have to cut my throat.<br />
EUPHEMIA. So you don't take me seriously ei<strong>the</strong>r?<br />
CARR. If I did, I should have to cut——<br />
EUPHEMIA. What?<br />
CARR. My lucky!<br />
EUPHEMIA. What a dreadful expression! Where do you<br />
learn such things?<br />
CARR. I notice you don't have to ask what it means.<br />
EUPHEMIA. Stop teasing, darling!<br />
CARR. I'm not teething! That's what I complain of; you<br />
always treat me as a baby!<br />
EUPHEMIA. Come to his mummy, <strong>the</strong>n!<br />
CARR. You're not my mummy! That's what I complain<br />
of; you always treat me as a Cheops, ever since that night on<br />
<strong>the</strong> Great Pyramid!<br />
EUPHEMIA. [Hides her head in his bosom.] Oh shame,<br />
shame!<br />
CARR. Not a bit of it! Think of <strong>the</strong> infinite clearness of<br />
<strong>the</strong> night—<br />
“ <strong>The</strong> magical green of <strong>the</strong> sunset,<br />
<strong>The</strong> magical blue of <strong>the</strong> Nile."<br />
<strong>The</strong> rising of <strong>the</strong> great globed moon—<strong>the</strong> stars starting from<br />
<strong>the</strong>ir fastnesses like sentries on <strong>the</strong> alarm—<strong>the</strong> isolation of our<br />
stance upon <strong>the</strong> summit—<strong>the</strong> faery distance of Cairo and its<br />
spear-sharp minarets—and we—and we—<br />
EUPHEMIA. Oh me! Oh me!<br />
CARR. Shall I remind you——<br />
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