` Favour is deceitful and beauty is vain , ' Ursula . She was Sarah Pyatt and she married Fred Proctor . He was one of your wicked , fascinating men . After she married him he give up being fascinating but he kept on being wicked . That 's the men for you . Her sister Flora were n't much luckier . Her man was that domineering she could n't call her soul her own . Finally he could n't get his own way over something and he just suicided by jumping into the well . A good riddance -- but of course the well was spoiled . Flora could never abide the thought of using it again , poor thing . That 's men for you . `` And there 's that old Enoch Allan on his way to the station . He 's ninety if he 's a day . You ca n't kill some folks with a meat axe . His wife died twenty years ago . He 'd been married when he was twenty so they 'd lived together for fifty years . She was a faithful , hard-working creature and kept him out of the poorhouse , for he was a shiftless soul , not lazy , exactly , but just too fond of sitting . But he were n't grateful . She had a kind of bitter tongue and they did use to fight scandalous . O ' course it was all his fault .
Well , she died , and old Enoch and my father drove together XXXXX the graveyard .
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