He joined them on their entering the town and attended them to their aunt's, where his regret and vexation, and the concern of every body was well talked over.
But is it ever a good idea - from a spiritual or philosophical standpoint - to celebrate with beer and good cheer over the death of anyone, even a widely acknowledged monster?
The stranger's face had a pained expression of stupor and he seemed to be battling silently against his primary instincts so as not to break up the mirage.
As one person ironically put it in the comments section of Schwartz's online article, "As I was reading this very excellent article, I stopped at least half a dozen times to check my email."