When we arrived at the party the first thing we wanted was a martini. So, I got mine and he got his and then he gave me the first piece of bread and cheese. He said, “Here Frank, take this” so I took it and then just before we ate my hostess asked me if I would like to have another martini, I said, “Certainly” and Neville said, “Wait. Here Frank, take this” and he took his unfinished martini and poured it into my glass. So, I finished his drink. I don’t think I have to point out the parallel here between the Last Supper and what he was enacting there. Then after dinner he suddenly stood up and he said, “We’re going” and with that we left. When we got home to his place both of us decided that we didn’t care for anything else to drink that night and after a brief conversation I went home and retired early, but for some reason I couldn’t sleep. There was a dog howling outside my window. So, the next morning the phone rang and it was his daughter, she had come to get him to go pick up Mrs. Goddard, and she said, “Frank, I think daddy went during the night. Can you come over? I said, “Certainly, I’m on my way”. So, I rushed over and when I got there the body had already been sealed off.n1601 ¶10