The Craze of Christina — page 200: what you’re looking at

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196 The Craze of Christina. no longer any thought of his returning to Essel- ton to save it. It was taken out of his hands by a fate that was stronger than himself and settled for him; and perhaps on the whole he was not sorry. The work he had immediately on hand absorbed his whole attention; he had to make arrangements for the dead man’s fun- eral and to console his bereaved daughters. The sisters had no wish to convey their father’s remains to England. They had no English home, they said, unless indeed Mr. Clifford would consent to his being buried at Esselton; but Clifford wou'd not agree to this. He did not, indeed, see why such an extraordinary idea should have entered Ellu’s head, for it was Ella who had suggested it, and then Chris had negatived the notion altogether as fanciful and expensive. ‘‘T am sure dear papa would have been quite content to be buried here in this beautiful place,’’ she said, and so it was settled. There was a tiny French Protestant cemetery, and here they had buried him three days ago. Yet still they lingered on at Laon. ‘*We have nothing to hurry back to England for,’’ said Chris, as she and her lover—she had told him only an hour ago that she loved him, and would marry him somo duy—leaned close to- Comicbooks Ec