Yet, as she could not bury her, and would not throw her to the sharks, she was minded to give her mistress a royal funeral after the custom of her own Libyan folk.

Here was flame, and what pyre could be grander than this great ship?
Lifting the body from its couch, Nehushta carried it to the deck and laid it by the broken mast, closing the eyes and folding the hands.
Then she loosened from about the neck those tokens of which Rachel had spoken, made some food and garments into a bundle, and, carrying the lamp with her, went into the captain's cabin amidships.

Here a money-box was open, and in it gold and some jewels which this man had abandoned in his haste.

These she took, adding them to her own store and securing them about her.

This done she fired the cabin, and passing to the hold, broke a jar of oil and fired that also.