Reverend Peter was at hand to conduct the funeral service and burial rites. With him was a young man of about twenty who had not left his side since the ceremony started in the morning. To a careful and close observer the young man’s face reminded one of the face of the man whose body was now lying in the gold-plated mahogany coffin.
That the young man was handsome, was not in doubt if his physical demeanor was anything to go by; coffee-colored round face, that hid a beautiful gap in his upper canines and wild darting eyes. His somewhat plump figure in a tailor-made navy-blue suit was something to talk about for a long time to come.
By mid-noon the funeral activities were over. An announcement on the PAC required that all members of the AE meet at exactly eight that evening in the Great
