That'll do!" "Here endeth the first lesson!" she said.

"Thanks, preacher Gwent! I guess I'll worry through!" "I guess you will!"-- he answered, slowly.

"I wish I was as certain of anything in the world as I am of THAT!" She was silent.

The corners of her mouth twitched slightly as though she sought to conceal a smile.

She watched her companion furtively as he took a cigar from a case in his pocket and lit it.
"I must go and fix up the funeral business"-- he said, "Jack has gone, and his remains must be disposed of.