Coffins in every stage of construction stood everywhere, and the carpenters were toiling away at them as if for dear life.

Nothing but coffins was to be seen; and scarcely was one finished, in never so rude a fashion, but it was borne hurriedly away by some waiting messenger, and the master kept coming into the yard to see if his men could not work yet faster.
"They say they must bury the corpses uncoffined soon," Joseph heard him whisper to his foreman as he passed by.

"No bodies may wait above ground after the first night when the cart goes its round.
Six orders have come in within the last hour.

No one knows how many we shall have by nightfall, or how many men we shall have working soon.

I sent Job away but an hour since.