The Fountain of Youth Page #4

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Can you imagine the panic that

would break up on this planet

if people knew there was

just some in existence?

- Being kept...

- There is some then.

For the privileged few... yes

The extract was made three times.

Three?

I took one.

A- and there were three to begin with?

- Well?

- What about the others?

Bingleburg took another

one of the three.

He's sixty eight and

as ugly as a monkey.

And he'll stay sixty

eight AND stay ugly.

- For the next two

hundred years. -Ugh.

Who did the third?

I brought the third back to

America with me Caroline.

Life, youth.

Two hundred years.

I must admit I nearly poured

this away the day I landed.

Oh, Humphrey!

Oh, but I don't feel that way

now that I've met you both.

You're such a wonderful couple.

And I want you to stay that way.

That's why I'd like you to

have this if you care for it.

Oh, Humphrey!

Here you are.

For both of you.

My wedding present.

But you do solemnly

swear never to say a word.

- I do

- I do

Sounds quite like

the wedding service.

But of course it isn't.

We'll each take half.

A hundred years of peace.

Oh, oh! Wait a

minute! Hold on.

I'm afraid I misled you.

- Why? -You mean we

can't take half each?

My dear, glands don't

understand arithmetic.

A half change gland won't give

you a half of anything. -No?

No, Caroline, no.

You know, I remember

when I first met you.

I told you what people were like

when certain gland was deranged.

You mean those, awful freaks?

Exactly.

There's just one dose

in that little bottle.

It can be drunk in one gulp.

It doesnt slide plainly but

it's hardly unpleasant.

Keep it as a curiosity.

It, it isn't pretty.

It's a wedding present,

at least it's unique.

- Thank you Baxter.

- Humphrey

- Well, thank you Humphrey.

- Oh, it's too wonderful!

Really Humphrey, you shouldn't.

Don't you think so?

After thanking Humphrey very warmly

again and again for

his wedding present

Caroline and Allan

went home.

Where they set his

interesting little bottle

on the mantel piece.

Many along could get it.

Many along would look at each other.

You better take it now darling.

I do no such thing, Allan.

I want you to drink it.

Caroline, look at yourself

in there, in that mirror.

I'm just being selfish.

I want you to be like that, forever.

Look at yourself Allan.

That's how you've got to be sweetie.

Always.

The next morning the

bottle was still there.

- Sweetie?

- Yes, love?

It's impossible to say what there

was in the tone of their voices

that suggested that

each one of them may've

thought a bit about that bottle

during the night.

- Darling -Now get this

straight once and for all,

you're going to take it and I'm not.

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