human
George--old man Mauling died an hour ago; John Dexter and I were there at the last. And John sent word for me to have you get your choir out--so I'll notify Mrs. Nesbit. Dexter said he was a lodge member with you--what lodge, George?
gpt
Odd Fellow, returned the big man, then asked,
human
Pall-bearer?
gpt
Yes, returned the Doctor.
human
There's no one else much but the lodge in his case. You will sing him to sleep with your choir and tuck him in as pall-bearer as you've been doing for the dead folks ever since you came to town. The Doctor turned to go,
gpt
Meet to-night at the house for choir practice, I suppose?
human
We were just talking about Henry, Tom,
gpt
He's b-back-sl-slidden,
human
Oh, well--it's all right. Henry has his weaknesses--we all have our failings. But drunk or sober he danced a dozen times last night with that pretty school teacher from Prospect Township. Grant looked up from his book, as Van Dorn continued,
gpt
Gorgeous creature-- he shut his eyes and added:
human
Don't pity Henry when he can get a woman like that to favor him!