This Is What Rupert Hates

I was wondering if I had enough detail in this short story but any feedback would be appreciated.

This is What Rupert Hates

Hate is a strong word, a word most people don’t use, except Rupert that is. Rupert has a strong opinion and won’t be afraid to speak his mind. He is always in a melancholy mood so most people don’t like talking to him. He is a rich man though, so if people are talking to him, it is because they want something. You would think Rupert would be an quixotic man but he is not. He does not buy new clothes or nice things. He saves his money and never spends it. Rupert hates spending money. He doesn’t understand how people can buy new clothes all the time. One day Rupert gets an epistle. This letter is from an old friend. He is also rich and a popular judge. The letter told him to meet the judge at the dance hall downtown tomorrow midday. Rupert hated dance halls but decided he didn’t have anything to lose since you didn’t have to pay money to get in. He decided to go so made arrangements for a dray to come and pick him up. He would have walked but the judge enclosed money in the epistle so Rupert could get a ride to the hall. He was waiting inside when he heard assonance outside. He looked out the window and saw a dray horse coming into view. When it came to his front porch he locked his door and got into the dray. He was in the dance hall waiting for the judge when a young woman came up to him.

"Would you like to dance?” she asked. Rupert hates dancing. He looked at the taxi dancer and declined.

Rupert continued waiting until he lost his patience. He left the dance hall and returned home in an even more melancholy state. On his way home he passed a mob of people. He got out of the cart and looked at what everyone was looking at. It was a man. His cart had tipped over and he was killed underneath it. Rupert looked closer and saw it was the judge. His old friend looked good for his age. His hair was only starting to gray and he looked to be healthy. Rupert trudged home, not daring to use the dray again. When he got home, he sat down and thought. He would never know what the judge wanted to tell him.