Other people entered the church, and a priest clad in his surplice passed us.

There was the intermittent tinkling of a bell and then the door of the church opened wide.

The jangling sound of the little bell mingled with the tones of another and their sharp, clear tones swelled louder as they came nearer and nearer to us.
A cart drawn by oxen appeared and halted in front of the church.

It held a corpse, whose dull white feet protruded from under the winding-sheet like bits of washed alabaster, while the body itself had the uncertain form peculiar to dressed corpses.

The crowd around was silent.