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Chapter 37

           Ididunderstand,ofcourse—andappreciatedhisrespect,asIthought,formeandmyfeelings—yetstrangeandincongruousasitmayseem,IneverlongedsomuchforhiscompanyasIdidthen!However—wehadagloriousburialofmyfairandfalselady—prancinghorsesdrewcoronetedcarriagesinalongdefiledowntheprettyWarwickshirelanestothegreyoldchurch,picturesqueandpeaceful,wheretheclergymanandhisassistantsinnewly-washedsurplices,mettheflower-ladencoffin,andwiththeusualconventionalmumblings,consignedittothedust.Therewereevenpress-reporterspresent,whonotonlydescribedthesceneasitdidnothappen,butwhoalsosentfancysketches,totheirrespectivejournals,ofthechurchasitdidnotexist.Imentionthissimplytoshowhowthoroughlyall"properforms"werecarriedoutandconcededto.Aftertheceremonyallwe"mourners"wentbacktoWillowsmeretoluncheon,andIwellrememberthatLordEltontoldmeanewandrisquéjokeoveraglassofportbeforethemealwasfinished.Theundertakershadasortoffestivebanquetintheservants’hall—andtakingeverythingintodueconsideration,mywife’sdeathgaveagreatdealofpleasuretomanypeople,andputusefulmoneyintoseveralreadypockets.Shehadleftnoblankinsocietythatcouldnotbeeasilyfilledup—shewasmerelyonebutterflyoutofthousands,moredaintilycolouredperhapsandmorerestlessinflight—butneverjudgedasmorethanuptothebutterflystandard.

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