Salvador Dali The Persistence of Memory

Salvador Dali The Persistence of MemorySalvador Dali Figure at a WindowGeorgia O'Keeffe From the Lake No. 1
said Mort, and then remembered. 'Only I think I left them in the shop. Dad, we left the sack in the clothes shop!'
'It'll be shut,' said Lezek. 'Shops don't open on Hogswatch Day. You'll have to go back the day after tomorrow – well, tomorrow now.'
IT is OF LITTLE ACCOUNT, said Death. WE WILL LEAVE NOW. NO DOUBT I SOON ENOUGH.
'I hope you'll be able to drop in and see us soon,' said Lezek. He seemed to be struggling with his thoughts.
'I'm not with some difficulty in view of their difference in height, and gently propelled him across the square.
'Mort, you know your uncle Hemesh told me about this .
'Yes?'
'Well, he told me something else,' the old man confided. 'He said it's not unknown for an apprentice to inherit his do you think of that, then?'sure that will be a good idea,' said Mort.'Well, goodbye, lad,' said Lezek. 'You're to do what you're told, you understand? And – excuse me, sir, do you have a son?'Death looked rather taken aback.NO, he said, I HAVE NO SONS.'I'll just have a last word with my boy, if you've no objection.'THEN I WILL GO AND SEE TO THE HORSE, said Death, with more than normal tact.Lezek put his arm around his son's shoulders,