Emerence showed total indifference and said nothing. She was on all sorts of medication, and that might have been the reason for her silence. I knew better. Emerence had understood perfectly well, but she didn’t give a damn. She had loathed publicity and polished phrases all her life. I should have been with her in the lion’s jaws, at her Golgotha, and I wasn’t, and she had had to stand alone and bear what was done to her. So now she had no interest in my chatter, my cheap phrases — I’d spend my time lying on the bier at my funeral service, looking around to see how many people had come. She
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