"But I really cannot--"
"So you say, sir. Our business is to find out whether, living in
the Berkeley Square as you do, you can bring off a prophecy of any
importance or not. The future of myself, Madame and family depends upon
the results of the experiments which we shall make upon you during the
next few days."
The Prophet began to feel as if he were shut up alone with a couple of
determined practitioners of vivisection.
"Let's see, my dear," continued Mr. Sagittarius, addressing his wife,
"what was it to be?"
"The honored grandmother one," replied the lady, tersely.
The Prophet started.
"I cannot possibly consent--" he began.
"Pray, Mr. Vivian, listen to me," interposed Madame Sagittarius.
"Pray, sir, attend to Madame!" said Mr. Sagittarius, sternly.
"But I must really--"
"January," said Madame, "is a month of grave importance to grandmothers
this year, is it not, Jupiter?"
"Yes, my dear. In consequence of Scorpio being in the sign of
Sagittarius. The crab will be very busy up till the third of February."
"Just so."
"At which date the little dog, my love, assumes the roll of maleficence
towards the aged."
"I know.
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