Reginald
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full text: REGINALD by SAKI (H. H. MUNRO) [obi/H.H.Munro/Reginald] This text is in the Public Domain. Text prepared in May 1993 by Anders Thulin ath@linkoping.trab.se Reginald Reginald on Christmas Presents Reginald on the Academy Reginald at the Theatre Reginald's Peace Poem Reginald's Choir Treat Reginald on Worries Reginald on House-Parties Reginald at the Carlton Reginald on Besetting Sins Reginald's Drama Reginald on Tariffs Reginald's Christmas revel Reginald's Rubaiyat The Innocence of Reginald REGINALD I did it---I should have known better. I persuaded Reginald to go to the McKillops' garden-party against his will. We all make mistakes occasionally. ``They know you're here, and they'll think it so funny if you don't go. And I want particularly to be in with Mrs. McKillop just now.'' ``I know, you want one of her smoke Persian kittens as a prospective wife for Wumples---or a husband, is it?'' (Reginald has a magnificent scorn for details, other than sartorial.) ``And I am expected to undergo social martyrdom to suit the connubial exigencies---'' ``Reginald! It's nothing of the kind, only I'm sure Mrs. McKillop would be pleased if I brought you. Young men of your brilliant attractions are rather at a premium at her garden-parties.'' ``Should be at a premium in heaven,'' remarked Reginald complacently. ``There will be very few of you there, if that is what you mean. But seriously, there won't be any great strain upon your powers of endurance; I promise you that you shan't have to play croquet, or talk to the Archdeacon's wife, or do anything that is likely to bring on physical prostration. You can just wear your sweetest clothes and a moderately amiable expression, and eat chocolate-creams with the appetite of a _blas<e'>_ parrot. Nothing more is demanded of you.'' Reginald shut his eyes. ``There will be the exhaustingly up-to-date young women who will ask me if I have seen _San Toy_; a less progressive grade who will yearn to hear about the Diamond jubilee---the historic…