 Kelsey is a curious cuss. I swear I don't know what to make of him. Neither do I, Dad, to tell the truth. Not that it matters in the least. But I wanted to get him out of here long enough to tell you that I saw an empty jar of that face cream out at Ida's on her bureau. Face... the kind that fella's selling? Yes. Well, I wouldn't be surprised with what you did. I understand he sells a lot of it around here. Or that is, he has in the past. No, no, no. You don't understand what I'm getting at, Dad.