CHAPTER XVII.
CONCLUSION.
It was a very simple and quiet procession that moved next day from the Hotel Mars to Pere-la-Chaise.

Zara's coffin was carried in an open hearse, and was covered with a pall of rich white velvet, on which lay a royal profusion of flowers--Ivan's wreath, and a magnificent cross of lilies sent by tender-hearted Mrs.Challoner, being most conspicuous among them.

The only thing a little unusual about it was that the funeral car was drawn by two stately WHITE horses; and Heliobas told me this had been ordered at Zara's special request, as she thought the solemn pacing through the streets of dismal black steeds had a depressing effect on the passers-by.
"And why," she had said, "should anybody be sad, when _I_ in reality am so thoroughly happy ?" Prince Ivan Petroffsky had left Paris, but his carriage, drawn by two prancing Russian steeds, followed the hearse at a respectful distance, as also the carriage of Dr.Morini, and some other private persons known to Heliobas.

A few people attended it on foot, and these were chiefly from among the very poor, some of whom had benefited by Zara's charity or her brother's medical skill, and had heard of the calamity through rumour, or through the columns of the Figaro, where it was reported with graphic brevity.

The weather was still misty, and the fiery sun seemed to shine through tears as Father Paul, with his assistants, read in solemn yet cheerful tones the service for the dead according to the Catholic ritual.