It's sentimental, no doubt, but I have conceived a kind of respect for these remains.

Suppose, for example, this face was really a portrait of one of this buried pair.
Why, then the deceased was very like me.

I forgive him for caricaturing my features now; were he alive, it might be different.
But this place is sufficiently out of the way to prevent the resemblance being noted by many.

By the way, I forgot to ask how you chanced on this spot.

For my part, I thought that I heard something moving in the thicket, so I followed the sound out of pure curiosity, and came upon you.