It's done me no good
You're not doing your great-grandmother justice
" "Where's the recipe ? "
He produced it gingerly
pocket-book

I ran my eye over the items
"
egg addled ? " I asked

"No
Ought it
? "
"That,"
, "goes without saying in all my poor dear great-grandmother's recipes
When condition or quality
specified
get the worst
She was drastic or nothing
.
And there's
possible alternatives to
other things
You got fresh_ rattlesnake venom ? "
"I got
rattlesnake from Jamrach's
It cost--it cost----"
"That's your affair anyhow
This last item----"
"
man who----"
"Yes
H'm
Well, I'll write the alternatives down
as
the language, the spelling
recipe is particularly atrocious
By-the-by, dog here probably means pariah dog
"
For
month
Pyecraft constantly
club and as fat and anxious as ever
He kept our treaty, but at times he broke the spirit of it by shaking his head despondently
Then one day
cloakroom
, "Your great-grandmother----"
"Not
word against her,"
; and he held his peace

fancied he had desisted, and
him one day talking to three new members about his fatness
in search of other recipes
And then, quite unexpectedly, his telegram came

" Mr Formalyn ! " bawled
page-boy under my nose, and
the telegram and opened it at once

"_For Heaven's sake come
--_Pyecraft
"
"H'm," said I, and
the truth
so pleased
rehabilitation
great-grandmother's reputation this evidently promised that
most excellent lunch

I got Pyecraft's address
hall porter
Pyecraft inhabited the upper half of
house in Bloomsbury, and I went there so soon as I had done my coffee and Trappistine
wait to finish my cigar

" Mr Pyecraft ? " said I,
front door

They believed
ill; he hadn't been out for two days

"He expects me," said I,
sent me up

I rang the bell
lattice-door
landing

"He shouldn't have tried it, anyhow,"
to myself
"A man who eats like
pig ought to look like
pig
"
An obviously worthy woman, with an anxious face and
carelessly placed cap, came and surveyed me
lattice

my name and she let me in in
dubious fashion

"Well ? " said I,
stood together inside Pyecraft's piece
landing

"'E said you was
in
came," she said, and regarded me, making no motion to show me anywhere
And then, confidentially, "'E's locked in, sir
"
"Locked in ? "
"Locked 'imself in yesterday morning and 'asn't let
in since, sir
And ever and again swearing
Oh, my ! "
I stared
door she indicated by her glances
"In there ? "

"Yes, sir
"
"What's up ? "
She shook her head sadly
"'E keeps on calling for vittles, sir
'_Eavy vittles 'e wants
I get 'im what
Pork 'e's had, sooit puddin', sossiges, noo bread
Everythink like that
Left outside,
please, and me go away
'E's eatin', sir, somethink awful
"
There came
piping bawl from inside the door: "That Formalyn ? "
"That you, Pyecraft ? " I shouted, and went and banged the door

"Tell her
away
"

Then
hear
curious pattering
door, almost like some one feeling
handle
dark, and Pyecraft's familiar grunts

"It's all right,"
, "she's gone
"
But
the door didn't open

I heard the key turn
Then Pyecraft's voice said, "Come in
"
I turned the handle and opened the door
Naturally I expected
Pyecraft

Well,
, he wasn't there !
I never had such
shock in my life
his sitting-room in
state of untidy disorder, plates and dishes
books and writing things, and several chairs overturned, but Pyecraft----
"It's all right, old man; shut the door,"
, and then I discovered him

There
, right up close
cornice
corner
door,
some one had glued him
ceiling
His face was anxious and angry
He panted and gesticulated
"Shut the door,"
"
woman gets hold of it----"
I shut the door, and went and stood away
and stared

"If anything gives way and you tumble down,"
, "you'll break your neck, Pyecraft
"
"
," he wheezed

"A man of your age and weight getting
kiddish gymnastics----"
"Don't,"
, and looked agonised

"I'll tell you,"
, and gesticulated

"How the deuce," said I, "
holding on up there ? "
And then abruptly I realised that
not holding on at all, that
floating up there--just as
gas-filled bladder
floated
same position
He began
struggle to thrust himself away
ceiling and to clamber down the wall
"It's that prescription," he panted, as
so
"Your great-gran----"
hold of
framed engraving rather carelessly as he spoke and it gave way, and he flew back
ceiling again, while the picture smashed on
sofa
Bump he went against the ceiling, and
then why
all over white
more salient curves and angles
person
He tried again more carefully, coming down by way
mantel

really
most extraordinary spectacle, that great, fat, apoplectic-looking man upside down and trying
ceiling
floor
"That prescription,"
"Too successful
"
"How ? "
"Loss of weight--almost complete
"
And then,
, I understood

"By Jove, Pyecraft," said I, "what
was
cure for fatness ! But you always called it weight
call it weight
"
Somehow
extremely delighted
I quite liked Pyecraft
"Let me
! "
, and took his hand and pulled him down
He kicked about, trying
foothold somewhere
very like holding
flag on
windy day

"That table,"
, pointing, "is solid mahogany and very heavy
put me under that----"
, and there he wallowed about like
captive balloon, while I stood
hearthrug and talked to him

I lit
cigar
"Tell me,"
, "what happened ? "
"
it,"

"How did it taste ? "
"Oh, beastly ! "
fancy they all did
Whether one regards the ingredients or the probable compound or the possible results, almost all my great-grandmother's remedies appear
extraordinarily uninviting
own part----
"
little sip first
"
"Yes ? "
"And as
lighter and better after an hour, I decided to
draught
"
"My dear Pyecraft ! "
"I held my nose," he explained
"And then I kept on getting lighter and lighter--and helpless,
"
way suddenly to
burst of passion
"What the goodness am I to _do ? "

"There's
pretty evident,"
, "that you mustn't do
go out of doors you'll go up and up
" I waved an arm upward
"They'd have to send Santos-Dumont after you to bring you down again
"
"I suppose
wear off ? "
I shook my head
"I don't think
count
,"

And then
another burst of passion, and he kicked out at adjacent chairs and banged the floor
He behaved just as
expected
great, fat, self-indulgent man to behave under trying circumstances--
, very badly
He spoke of me and
great-grandmother with an utter want of discretion

"I never asked you to
stuff,"

And generously disregarding the insults
putting upon me, I sat down
armchair and began
to him in
sober, friendly fashion

I pointed out to him
was
trouble he had brought upon himself,
it had almost an air of poetical justice
He had eaten
This he disputed, and for
time we argued the point

He became noisy and violent, so I desisted
aspect
lesson
"And then," said I, "you committed the sin of euphuism
You called it, not Fat,
just and inglorious, but Weight
You----"
He interrupted
that he recognised all that
he to _do ?
I suggested