CHAPTER XVII.
A RETURN TO OLD PASTURES.
SHE had left him alone and neglected for whole hours when he was alive.
And now when he was dead, and it probably mattered little to him where he was laid, it was some time before she could make up her mind to leave him in the lonely little Petershof cemetery.
"It will be so dreary for him there," she said to the Doctor.
"Not so dreary as you made it for him here," thought the Doctor.
But he did not say that: he just urged her quietly to have her husband buried in Petershof; and she yielded.
So they laid him to rest in the dreary cemetery.
Bernardine went to the funeral, much against the Disagreeable Man's wish.
"You are looking like a ghost yourself," he said to her.

"Come out with me into the country instead." But she shook her head.
"Another day," she said.

"And Mrs.Reffold wants me.

I can't leave her alone, for she is so miserable." The Disagreeable Man shrugged his shoulders, and went off by himself.
Mrs.Reffold clung very much to Bernardine those last days before she left Petershof.

She had decided to go to Wiesbaden, where she had relations; and she invited Bernardine to go with her: it was more than that, she almost begged her.