human
Thank you, Dane. I believe you,
gpt
What did you want of me for Wednesday?
human
Something you can't and must not do, Thayer. I oughtn't to have spoken of it.
gpt
What was it? Then a new idea crossed Thayer's mind.
human
Something about Lorimer?
gpt
Yes, I may as well tell you. We have been telephoning back and forth, all day. They'll be down, Monday night, and the funeral is to be on Wednesday afternoon. Beatrix is leaving all the plans to my uncle; and my aunt, who is a sentimental soul and has no idea of the real state of the case, is insisting that the poor old chap shall be buried with all manner of social honors. It is to be a real function, and she thought it would be the most suitable thing in the world, if you were to sing at the funeral. I knew you wouldn't enjoy doing it, all things considered; but I couldn't say so to my uncle. All in all, it is a relief to have this other affair knock it in the head.