[He sits down on the low platform and fills his nose anew with snuff.
MRS. FIELITZ holds the lighted lamp and puzzles out the inscription.
MRS. FIELITZ
Here rests in …
LEONTINE
[Reading on.] In God.
RAUCHHAUPT
That's what I said: in God. I was goin' to write first: in the Lord. But that's gettin' to be so common.
MRS. FIELITZ
[Reads on with trembling voice.] Here rests in God the unforgotten carpenter … [Weeping aloud.] Oh, no, I tell you, it's too awful! That man—he was the best man in the world, he was. A man like that, you c'n take my word for it, you ain't likely to find no more these days.