The trivet is planted with its three feet in the soil of the cage; its top is level with the surface of the soil.

A little sand conceals the meshes.

The Mole is placed in the centre; and my squad of sextons is let loose upon the body.
Without a hitch the burial is accomplished in the course of an afternoon.

The hammock of raphia, almost equivalent to the natural network of couch-grass turf, scarcely disturbs the process of inhumation.

Matters do not go forward quite so quickly; and that is all.