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Old Mr. Marblehall never did anything, never got married until he was sixty. You can see him out taking a walk. The y stand long on the corners but more impatiently than anyone, as if they expect traffic to take notice of them, rear up the horses and throw on the brakes, so they can go where they want to go. He has short white bangs, and a bit of snapdragon in his lapel. He walks with a big polished stick, a present. You see, even in summer he wears it, because he is cold all the time.
He looks quaintly secretive and prepared for anything, out walking very luxuriously on Catherine Street. His wife, back at home in the parlor standing up to think, is a large, elongated old woman with electric-looking hair and curly lips. She has spent her life trying to escape from the parlor-like jaws of self-consciousness. Her late marriage has set in upon her nerves like a retriever nosing and puffing through old dead leaves out in the woods. Surrounded by other more suitably exclaiming women, she belongs to the Daughters of the American Revolution and the United Daughters of the Confederacy, attending teas.
Any occasion, and she dresses her hair like a unicorn horn. She even sings, and is requested to sing. She has a voice that dizzies other ladies like an organ note, and amuses men like a halloo down the well.
Do people know of her perpetual amazement? Back in safety she wonders, her untidy head trembles in the domestic dark. She remembers how everyone in Natchez will suddenly grow quiet around her. Old Mrs. Marblehall, Mr. She wants to tempt him, she tells him. What would he like best, that he can have? There is Mr. The river is after it now, and the little back garden has assuredly crumbled away, but the box maze is there on the edge like a trap, to confound the Mississippi River.
