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"No Revenge." One morning last week, while Roy was off visiting friends in Scotland, the Farran family began its placid daily routine. Keith and Rex, who had refused to get up for breakfast, stayed in the house, while the others walked down the lane, amid spring blossoms and green shrubs, on their way to work. They met the postwoman, who said: "Nothing much for you this morning. Just a parcel." Said Mrs. Farran: "One of the boys will take it."
Rex took the parcel and carried it into the living room. It was addressed to Roy, but he opened it. It contained a volume of Shakespeare. Rex probably never saw it, for it exploded as he undid it, tearing open his stomach and maiming his hands. As Rex lay dying in the hospital later, he asked: "Am I dying like a Farran?" His last words were: "No revenge."
Roy Farran, once more missed by death, flew down from Scotland for the funeral.