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Updated: May 29, 2025
As Gyp with trembling fingers opened the door of the inner office, a man with a noticeable white streak in his hair pulled his feet down from his desk, dropped a cigar on his pen tray and reached for a coat that lay across another chair. "Is is this Mr. Stratman?" asked Gyp, wishing her tongue would not cling to the roof of her mouth. He nodded and waited.
She's been faithful to you all these years and she's lived in a little boarding house and worked and worked and wouldn't marry anyone else and " With an instinct of self-defense Mr. Stratman rose to his feet and edged ever so little toward the door. Plainly these two very young women were stark mad! "I am very sorry for Miss Gray but what can I do?" "Oh, can't you marry her now?
"If Miss Gray wants an undertaker she can have him! For my part I should think she'd rather have a policeman or or the iceman! Come on " Gyp's face was comical in its disgust. She turned the knob of the door. A thin, sad-faced woman told them that Mr. Stratman was in his office. She eyed them curiously as, with a jerk of her head, she motioned them through a little gate.
Pat suddenly found her tongue in the nick of time, too, for a paralysis of fright had finished poor Gyp. "We must have made a mistake, Mr. Stratman. We are very sorry to have bothered you. We are in search of a certain party that that has a white streak in his hair." "O-ho," the undertaker clapped his hand to his head. "So that's the ticket, hey?
To avoid the leering elevator man the two girls climbed the six flights to the seventh floor. Pat carried the letter. Gyp agreed to go in first. "746 748 " read Pat. "It's the other corridor." They retraced their steps to the other side of the building. "784-788-792 " Gyp repeated the office numbers aloud. Wilbur Stratman, Undertaker!" "Pat Everett!" Gyp clutched her chum's arm. "A undertaker!
Oh, she was making a dreadful mess of it! Why didn't Pat produce the letter instead of standing there like a wooden image? Being an undertaker, Mr. Wilbur Stratman met a great many women whom he never remembered. "H-m, Miss Gray of course," he nodded. Encouraged, Gyp plunged on, with the one desire of getting the ordeal over with. "She's dreadfully unhappy.
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