The old man looked at his sad face and understood his son.
"And so you lived with your wife happily," he said.

"Well, what can you do?
To the dead belongs paradise, and the living must live on.

You are not so very old as yet.

Have you been a widower long ?" "This is the third year." "So?
And how did you chance upon the soda factory ?" "That belongs to my father-in-law." "Aha! What is your salary ?" "About five thousand." "Mm.

That's not a stale crust.