The religious services had come to an end, and in the close silent atmosphere there only lingered the dying perfume of the roses and the warm odour of the candles.

As the latter's pale stars scarcely lighted the spacious room, some lamps had been brought, and servants held them in their hands like torches.

According to custom, all the servants of the house were present to bid a last farewell to the departed.
There was a little delay.

Morano, who had been giving himself no end of trouble ever since morning, was forced to run off again as the triple coffin did not arrive.

At last it came, some servants brought it up, and then they were able to begin.