But many others turned their heads; they remembered her that day.
In the middle of the church, open now, dark and staring, was the vault of the Verners.

There lay already within it Stephen Verner's father, his first wife, and the little child Rachel, Rachel Frost's foster-sister.

A grand grave this, compared to that lowly mound outside; there was a grand descriptive tablet on the walls to the Verners; while the mound was nameless.

By the side of the large tablet was a smaller one, placed there to the memory of the brave Sir Lionel Verner, who had fallen near Moultan.

Lionel involuntarily glanced up at it, as he stood now over the vault, and a wish came across him that his father's remains were here, amidst them, instead of in that far-off grave.
The service was soon over, and Stephen Verner was left in his resting-place.