There
warn't no other sound but the scraping of the feet on
the floor and blowing noses - because people always
blows them more at a funeral than they do at other
places except church.
When the place was packed full the
undertaker he
slid around in his black gloves with his softy soothering
ways, putting on the last touches, and getting
people and things all ship-shape and comfortable, and
making no more sound than a cat.