"No, I never spoke to her." "And you come here, too! It is very good of you, for those that come to see the poor girl don't exactly cumber the cemetery." "Doesn't anybody come ?" "Nobody, except that young gentleman who came once." "Only once ?" "Yes, sir." "He never came back again ?" "No, but he will when he gets home." "He is away somewhere ?" "Yes." "Do you know where he is ?" "I believe he has gone to see Mlle.

Gautier's sister." "What does he want there ?" "He has gone to get her authority to have the corpse dug up again and put somewhere else." "Why won't he let it remain here ?" "You know, sir, people have queer notions about dead folk.

We see something of that every day.

The ground here was only bought for five years, and this young gentleman wants a perpetual lease and a bigger plot of ground; it will be better in the new part." "What do you call the new part ?" "The new plots of ground that are for sale, there to the left.

If the cemetery had always been kept like it is now, there wouldn't be the like of it in the world; but there is still plenty to do before it will be quite all it should be.