He could neither move nor utter a cry.
The men proceeded with their burden towards the adjoining habitation, which was marked with a fatal red cross and inscription.

Before it stood the dead-cart, partly filled with corpses.

The foremost burier carried a lantern, but he held it so low that its light did not fall upon his burden.

Leonard, however, did not require to see the body to know whose it was.

The moon was at its full, and shed a ghastly light over the group, and a large bat wheeled in narrow circles round the dead-cart.
On reaching the door of the house, the burier set down the lantern near the body of a young man which had just been thrust forth.