The boy fingered the coffin, and although he did not praise the handiwork, it seemed to Saul that some horrid spell was broken when human hands had again touched the box and no evil had resulted.
"Why didn't you bury him at home ?" asked the boy.

"He was English." "Mr.Bates has strict ideas, though he is English.

He wanted it done proper, in a graveyard, by a minister.

He has wrote to the minister at St.Hennon's and sent money for the burying--Mr.Bates, he is always particular." "You are not going to St.Hennon's ?" said the boy incredulously.

"I'll stay to-night at Turrifs, and go on in the morning.