urchyard just as one travels by rail--in a first, second, or
third class carriage. Unless, indeed, one manages to quit life in such
an abject state of poverty, that one has to get one's self carried on
foot by one's friends. Consul Garman drove first class, in a carriage
adorned with angels' heads and silver trappings. Per Karl sat under the
black canopy, with crape round his hat, and looking with pride and
sadness on his old blacks.
When the coffin, which was adorned with flowers and white drapery, was
carried down from upstairs, Miss Cordsen stood at the foot of the
staircase, with the servants assembled in a group behind her. The old
lady folded her hands on her breast, and bowed low as they bore him
past; she then went up to her room, and locked the door.
The ladies of the family followed in the close carriage with Uncle
Richard, so as to be present at the ceremony in the church. Morten and
Gabriel were in the open carriage. The whole staff of workmen belonging
to the firm, and many of the townspeople who were not contented with
following from the church to the grave, joined the procession on foot
when the hearse set itself in motion. The spring sunshine was reflected
from the silver trappings and angels' heads, and from the sleek and
well-groomed horses, who were going on their last drive with a step full
of pride and solemnity. 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 arriv
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