The decks were freshly washed.

The sailors in various parts of the ship uncovered their heads.

The Colonel and several officers were present.

I had earnestly begged to be there also, and finding Mr.
George, I stood with my hand in his.
Mrs.Curling's grief had passed the point of tears.

She had not shed one since the boy died, though Mrs.Minchin had tried hard to move her to the natural relief of weeping.