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"Oh, that's all right. That's what church is for. No,
no. You keep that. I have lots at home. People give
them to you for presents when they don't know what
else to do, and, well, over the years they add up."
chapter 63
Ramona Dingley was very ill, but though her voice
had lost all volume, it persisted adamantine as she
refused to be tormented or distracted by something as
morally irresponsible as a hospital at so morally serious
a moment in her life as her death.
"Sammy, hell's bells," growled her physician, "leave
her alone. If she doesn't want to go, don't nag her. They
can't do anything for her anyhow."
"There's no hope then?"
"Didn't say that. I learned my lesson years ago
when she got over that heart attack to stop forecasting
Ramona's demise. All I'm going to say is that if a
woman her age and in her condition chooses to stand
out seminaked all night, she's not doing much to help
her odds."
"It's not funny, Otto."