"The–-the–-damn it, are you deaf too? Who said undertaker? I said taxi; can't you hear what I say?"
"You want me to call a taxi, sir?"
"No; I don't. I already told you so. I'm going to walk."
Edith Wharton, from "After Holbein"
*A sometimes series
A blog that was supposed be made up of bits about cab rides and blurbs about beauty products but, instead, is about other things.