WAR!
I found Clarence alone in his quarters, drowned in melancholy; and in place of the electric light, he had reinstituted the ancient rag-lamp, and sat there in a grisly twilight with all curtains drawn tight. He sprang up and rushed for me eagerly, saying:
“Oh, it’s worth a billion milrays to look upon a live person again!”
He knew me as easily as if I hadn’t been disguised at all.
Which frightened me; one may easily believe that.
“Quick, now, tell me the meaning of this fearful disaster,” I said. “How did it come about?”
“Well, if there hadn’t been any Queen Guenever, it wouldn’t have come so early; but it would have come, anyway. It would have come on your own account by and by; by luck, it happened to come on the queen’s.”
“And