It must have dropped on the floor and I thought 'twas my handkerchief and picked it up and--" "What did you think you'd be carryin' a white handkerchief for, on a week day ?" "Well, I had on my Sunday suit and--" "Yes, and for the dear mercy sakes WHY have you got it on ?" Kyan saw an opportunity for self-justification.
"You TOLD me to put it on," he declared triumphantly.

"You said yourself I'd better rig out in my Sunday clothes 'cause we might go to Eben's funeral.

You know you did." "Hear the man! And then, after you've dressed up to go to his funeral, you pretend to believe I'm goin' to tell you he's dead.

I never--" "Well, what IS it, then?
He ain't come to life, has he ?" "Grace Van Horne's engaged to be married, that's what it is.

Look out! Oh, you--" Just here occurred the accident already described.