He allowed his voice to drip with sympathy. He spent the remainder of the afternoon looking for a friend whom he found at
last in the billiard room of one of the smaller clubs to which he belonged. "
"I'm going to put one question," interrupted the doctor. "And now," she
added, with somewhat more composure, "leave me, dear friends, I entreat, for a
few minutes to collect my scattered thoughts—to prepare myself for what I have
to go through—to pray for my son. The clergyman, meanwhile, proceeded with the service, while the coffin was
deposited at the brink of the grave. Flattened flowers aren’t
for the likes of us. The winter of 1348 seemed to last an eternity, but the
Pestilence struck in one day. The vast heap of rubbish on the floor had been so materially increased
by the bricks and plaster thrown down in his attack upon the wall of the Red
Room, that it was with some difficulty he could find the blanket which was
almost buried beneath the pile. “You know of no one likely to have had a grudge against this man?” he asked. He lowered her neck before her, and she
noticed a bizarre urge to bite him rising from her mind
like an itch. The sun was setting when she
carried the metal garbage can to the curb with their
remains in it, where they sat underneath the stale
chocolate cake that Sheila had thrown away and a pile of
mildewy lettuce. “Where to?” he asked, as the hansom drove up. .
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