There was something in the event to move the hardest heart.
Father and son had left Crown Anstey so short a time since, full of health, vigor, strength and plans for the future.

They lay there now, side by side, silent and dead; no more plans or hopes, wishes or fears.
The saddest day I ever remember was the one on which I helped to lay my two unknown kinsmen in the family vault of the Trevelyans..