Rapp

Rapp struggles aloud with the notion that life and death exist simultaneously—that living is, in essence, dying.

Discussion of world affairs still went forward between Rapp, Senior, and the Advance editor.

Would you have a beautiful woman wear a cheap suit of clothes like Rapp's got on, and a hat bought two years ago?

His cup was full when he could hear John's masterful voice addressed to Mrs. Rapp, Junior, or another aspirant.

He had meant to test his conviction in solitude, but why not put it to trial now, and shame this doubting and inept Rapp, Senior?

Grasping the proffered club he severely threatened with it the new ball which Rapp, Senior, had obligingly teed up for him.