It was one of the chain restaurants. I had started dating one of the waiters almost as soon as I went to work there and we ended up getting married be...ore either of us was ready.He was going to school at night and he found a better job as soon as we got married. It was actually less money than he made waiting tables but it had benefits and a chance for advancement. He worked in an office and I suspect that it wasn't long before he started dating the women at work.We had only been married a year. I was uncomfortable. I didn't want Del to be unhappy. I certainly didn't want to be the cause of it. I also didn't like the idea that I didn't know where she had gone. There was no note on the galley counter that we would usually leave if one or the other of us stepped away.I could hear music and I worked out that it was coming from the women's boat. I could see a couple more women moving around on the boat. I wondered if Ardele had gone over there. I didn't see her, but she might be in the. Her attachment to him may be purely platonic, rather than the urgent sensuality she felt towards her own sex, but that made it no less strong. In fact she now realised that Professor Burgabiter was her one true master, and that it would take her a life time to repay her debt to him.All things considered she had no idea why the casting off of her 'old life' should cause her so much distress, but it did. She lifted her eyes from the bed and noticed her reflection in the vanity mirror, her. "Her body is just cloth and sawdust and plaster," Dotdeclared, as she sniffled back her tears, "and she could just becrushed and then burnt, but I could not bear it. I would dream of herburning up like that. So we shall bury her like a decent Christian,with prayers, and she shall have a cross standing over her restingplace."Dick assented, not without regrets for the poor burial honors shown tohis own father (he had not dared even remain to see his motherinterred, for surely he would then have.