The drifts were tremendous, she said, but she had made her way without much difficulty.

So the laird, partly to send Cosmo from the house of death into the world of life, told him to go with Aggie, and give directions to the carpenter, for the making of a coffin.
How long the body might have to lie with them, no one could tell, for the storm had ceased in a hard frost, and there could be no postal communication for many days.

The laird judged it better, therefore, as soon as the shell arrived, to place the body in a death-chapel prepared for it by nature herself.

With their spades he and Cosmo fashioned the mound, already hollowed in sport, into the shape of a hugh sarcophagus, then opened wide the side of it, to receive the coffin as into a sepulchre in a rock.

The men brought it, laid it in, and closed the entrance again with snow.
Where Cosmo's hollow man of light had shone, lay the body of the wicked old nobleman..