I think they stimulate the wrong kind of
phagocytes. They can make the mildest and most forgiving person wild
and vindictive. Henry always declares, when he reads of a man
murdering his wife under exceptionally brutal circumstances, that she
must have been giving him too many scrambled eggs. In fact, he wrote
articles about it, entitled 'The Psychology of Diet,' in the Sunday
papers, signed 'By a Physician.'
Henry is not a physician. Neither is he 'An Eminent Surgeon,' 'A
Harley Street Expert,' an 'Ex-M.P.,' 'A Special Crime Investigator,' or
'A Well-known Bishop,' although he has written under all these
pseudonyms. Do not blame Henry. In private life he seeks the truth as
one who seeks the light, but by profession he is a journalist. Not
being an expert in anything, he can write about everything--which is
the true test of the born journalist.
But to return to Elizabeth. With the remembrance of the similar
interview of only a few hours before still rankling in my mind, I
looked at her a little austerely. This time it was I who began the
causerie.
'First of all I must tell you,' I said, 'that we have no hot water
circulator.'
'Carn't abide them things,' commented Elizabeth; 'they bust sometimes
and blows folks up.'
'We have no outside help,' I continued.
'An' a good thing, too. One place I was in the char 'elped 'erself to
things an' it was me who was blamed fer it.
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