text:  It was not till all was over--the mournful ceremony done the crowd dispersed the funeral array departed--that having descended into the vault ere the stone was rolled to the door of the sepulchre in order to point out the exact spot where he wished her remains to be deposited so that hereafter his own might rest by her side he renounced all self-restraint and throwing himself upon the ground gave himself up to his anguish and refused to be comforted! That summer was as dreary a season at Lexley as the dreariest winter! Both the Park and the Hall were shut up; nor did General Stanley ever again resume his tenancy of the old manor