The likeness was increased by the jewelled ornament which she wore in her hair, the "Disk and Plumes", such as Margaret, too, had worn.

It, too, was a glorious jewel; one noble pearl of moonlight lustre, flanked by carven pieces of moonstone.
Mr.Trelawny was overcome as he looked.

He quite broke down; and when Margaret flew to him and held him close in her arms and comforted him, I heard him murmur brokenly: "It looks as if you were dead, my child!" There was a long silence.

I could hear without the roar of the wind, which was now risen to a tempest, and the furious dashing of the waves far below.

Mr.Trelawny's voice broke the spell: "Later on we must try and find out the process of embalming.