Yes; that’s the way it goes.
Sixth Pallbearer
First one, and then somebody else.
First Pallbearer
Who it’ll be you can’t say.
Second Pallbearer
I always say the same: we’re here to-day——
Third Pallbearer
(Cutting in jealousy and humorously.) And to-morrow we ain’t here.
(A subdued and sinister snicker. It is followed by sudden silence. There is a shuffling of feet in the front room, and whispers. Necks are craned. The pallbearers straighten their backs, hitch their coat collars and pull on their black gloves. The clergyman has arrived. From above comes the sound of weeping.)