At the funeral there were not many people; Damocles was very little
known; his death passed unnoticed except for those few interested in
his history. Prometheus, the waiter, and Cocles found themselves at the
cemetery, also a few idle listeners of the lecture. Every one looked at
Prometheus, as they knew he was to speak; and they said: “What will he
say?” for they remembered what he had said before. Before Prometheus
began to speak great astonishment was caused by the fact that he was
unrecognizable; he was fat, fresh, smiling; smiling so much that his
conduct was judged a little indecent, as smiling still he advanced to
the edge of the grave, turned his back on it, and spoke these simple
words: