6/9 It's just a saying; just a joke, you know--nothing of it. Relation of yours ?" Sally crowded his burning eagerness down, and answered with all the indifference he could assume: "I--well, not that I know of, but we've heard of him." The editor was thankful, and resumed his composure. Sally added: "Is he--is he--well ?" "Is he WELL? Sally said, non-committally--and tentatively: "Ah, well, such is life, and none can escape--not even the rich are spared." The editor laughed. HE hadn't a cent; the town had to bury him." The Fosters sat petrified for two minutes; petrified and cold. |