О дивный новый мир

           Helmholtzhadbeenrestlessthroughouttheentirescene;butwhen,patheticallymimedbytheSavage,Julietcriedout:

           "Istherenopitysittingintheclouds,

           Thatseesintothebottomofmygrief?

           Osweetmymother,castmenotaway:

           Delaythismarriageforamonth,aweek;

           Or,ifyoudonot,makethebridalbed

           InthatdimmonumentwhereTybaltlies..."

           whenJulietsaidthis,Helmholtzbrokeoutinanexplosionofuncontrollableguffawing.

           Themotherandfather(grotesqueobscenity)forcingthedaughtertohavesomeoneshedidn’twant!Andtheidioticgirlnotsayingthatshewashavingsomeoneelsewhom(forthemoment,atanyrate)shepreferred!Initssmuttyabsurditythesituationwasirresistiblycomical.Hehadmanaged,withaheroiceffort,toholddownthemountingpressureofhishilarity;but"sweetmother"(intheSavage’stremuloustoneofanguish)andthereferencetoTybaltlyingdead,butevidentlyuncrematedandwastinghisphosphorusonadimmonument,weretoomuchforhim.Helaughedandlaughedtillthetearsstreameddownhisface–quenchlesslylaughedwhile,palewithasenseofoutrage,theSavagelookedathimoverthetopofhisbookandthen,asthelaughterstillcontinued,closeditindignantly,gotupand,withthegestureofonewhoremoveshispearlfrombeforeswine,lockeditawayinitsdrawer