And in December we might have had snow or pouring rain--so bad for the clergyman--and gentlemen, if they take their hats off.

Some don't; and very sensible too.

They catch such awful colds at funerals, standing about in their wet feet, and no one likes to be the first to put up an umbrella.

I didn't see Captain Stanistreet in the church--did you ?--nor yet at the grave.
Rather strange of him.

I think under the circumstances he might have come--Nevill's oldest friend.