Ruth will be a gold mine for a man of your peculiar bent. ” She did not add that he vomited and that she had to loosen the tape to keep him from drowning. Then she was turning, ignoring the muttered cursing and the rattling that immediately ensued at the door. The mother was far more real to her than the father; the ghostly far more substantial than the living form. Dinner was quite uneventful. It wasn’t. He became a little more personal and intimate. She thought of the suitcase, the seventy-seven dollars for a Greyhound ticket that had expired. Though encumbered by his irons, his step was firm, and his demeanour dignified. ‘Well, she’d better learn fast if she wants any truck with me. A stiff, formally-cut coat of cinnamon-coloured cloth, with rows of plate buttons, each of the size of a crown piece, on the sleeves, pockets, and skirts, reached the middle of his legs; and his costume was completed by the silver-hilted sword at his side, and the laced hat under his left arm. The funeral procession had now approached the grave, around which many of the congregation, who were deeply interested by the sad ceremonial, had gathered. ’ Total bullshit, if you ask me.
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