… sensing his time is near he beckens for his wife to join his side. She sits down next to him and clutches his hand and leans in to hear what he has to say.
In a shakey voice he says: “Maybel, when I die, I want you to marry Jenkins.”
Taken back a moment, she looks at her husband and says: “Jenkins?! Why, I thought you hated him!”
The old man cackles and in his last breath he says “AND I STILL DO!”