Then by a great effort staggered with the burden up to the grave and deposited it.

He was exhausted by the exertion, and had to sit down panting for some time.

As soon as he was recovered, he told Welch to stand at the head of the grave, and he stood at the foot, bareheaded, and then, from memory, he repeated the service of our Church, hardly missing or displacing a word.
This was no tame recital; the scene, the circumstances, the very absence of the book, made it tender and solemn.

And then Welch repeated those beautiful words after Hazel, and Hazel let him.

And how did he repeat them?
In such a hearty, loving tone as became one who was about to follow, and all this but a short leave-taking.