[Crowbob]

I was left with the mortgage of an empty blue house. On that house were large windows situated so as to face the road approaching it.

With two officers of the law (one of whom later became the sherrif) standing close by I also stood, in that empty blue house, one foot on the seat of the one battered and old kitchen chair left to me by order of the court. After the ordeal as the witch with her minions and their sagging U-haul drove away, we three were commiserating on several light and airy topics including their being occasionally ordered to maintain decorum as one former spouse relieves the other of (almost) all his worldly possessions.

I did at that time notice the sudden return of Elmira.

She soon crossed the once hopeful threshold of the formerly marital home, that blue house, and took that chair.