The Mothers of Honoré
Another old islander paused at the gate in passing, The two men shook their heads at each other.
"I went to your wife's funeral this morning, Jules," said the passer, impressing on the widower's hearing an important fact which might have escaped his one eye.
"You was at de funer'l? Did you see Thérèse?"
"Yes, I saw her."
"Ah, what a fat woman dat was! I make some of de peop' feel her arm. I feed her well."
The other old man smiled, but he was bound to say,
"I'm sorry for you, Jules