Gustav Klimt The Kiss

Gustav Klimt The Kiss
Mrs. Bunting heard one of the older gentlemen sitting near her whisper to another: "Drawing it out all he can; that's what he's doing. Having the time of his life, evidently!" And then the other whispered back, so low that she could only just catch the words, "Aye, aye. But he's a good chap - I knew his father; we were at school together. Takes his job very seriously, you know - he does to-day, at any rate."
Gustav Klimt The Kiss
She was listening intently, waiting for a word, a sentence, which would relieve her hidden terrors, or, on the other hand, confirm them. But the word, the sentence, was never uttered.
And yet, at the very end of his long peroration, the coroner did throw out a hint which might mean anything - or nothing.Gustav Klimt The Kiss