"He was a good man, girls," she said with emphasis.
"Indeed he was."
"A little mean, I spose."
I put in a demurrer; her face cleared instantly.
"He thought a great deal of your folks."
"And a great deal of you."
"Oh, what a loss I have met with! He had just bought a first-rate overcoat."
"But Temperance," said Verry, with a lamentable candor, "you can come back now."
"Can't you wait for him to be put into the ground?" And she tried to look shocked, but failed.
A friend entered with a doleful face, and Temperance groaned slightly.