When thou hookest my frocks crooked I shall not murmur, but shall urge
thee on with my cheers and praises. I shall not hear thy mutterings.
I shall remember thy pipe, thy razor, and thy morning newspaper, to
keep them holy.
Thy Desk shall be sacred from mine hands. Thou shalt have _one hook_
within the closet.
I shall be a _mother_ unto thee; yet shall I permit thee to treat me as
a _babe_, that thou mayest rest under thy favorite delusion. Whosoever
speaketh against thee I shall rend her with my finger nails and my
sarcasm.
I shall learn to be happy _without_ thee in order that I may be happy
_with_ thee, when thou chancest to be at home.
Thou shalt go thy ways untroubled; for I shall not be thy jailer but
thy jollier.
Verily, verily, I shall be _all_ things unto thee; even a wife, an
angel, a kitten, a cook, a chum, and a siren.
Yea, I shall be thine _whole harem_!