It happened most awkwardly that Marianne had also to be buried that day.

Martin had tried his best to prevent the _contretemps_, but the answer which he had received from the authorities was, that it was impossible to make an exception on his account; that the present arrangement would be most convenient for all parties, and particularly so, because it would save the clergyman a double journey to the cemetery; besides, there would be only the simple funeral service, and no address would be given.
Very well, then; since there would be no address the funeral would take place on Saturday, between twelve and two.
Outside Begmand's cottage a group of young seafaring men were assembling.

There were a few relations from the town, and some of Marianne's acquaintances, such as Tom Robson, Torpander, and Woodlouse.
Anders Begmand was not there: no amount of persuasion could prevent him from following the Consul's funeral.
At Marianne's funeral there was no undertaker to regulate the pace of the procession, and the young sailors stepped out briskly with the coffin.

They thus managed to arrive at the town just as the Consul's remains were being carried into the church.

Now, it would scarcely do for them to go through the town along the road leading to the cemetery, which was strewn with green leaves, and with lilac and laburnum blossoms, for Mr.Garman.There was, therefore, nothing for it but to wait until the service was over.