The house was full of aunts, uncles, and cousins meandering about, stuffed until their seams and zippers were bursting. You call it a lot of nicknames—“Babs” and “Bibs” and “Viddles” and “Vee”; you whack at it playfully, and it whacks you back. The doctor would naturally offer a hundred objections; he might seriously interfere; so he must be forestalled. I was raised in the Church. On the next morning—Sunday—the day on which he expected his mother's funeral to take place, he set out along the Harrow Road.
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