Aunt Agatha:
[Gravedigger nervously awaits for his payment, Agatha pulls out a dollar bill]
Have you finished the task?
[Gives him the dollar but still holds on]
Aunt Agatha:
But not before telling those little twin girls something to which they shouldn't be privy?
Gravedigger:
I... I...
Aunt Agatha:
Don't try! Your days, pitiful and pathetic as they are, shall be numbered!
[the Gravedigger runs away scared]
Aunt Agatha:
If I ever see your stupid, shriveled face again, I'll use it as an oil rag!
[Walks back inside]
Aunt Agatha:
George, pour me a bath! Make it good and cold!
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