interment of some
foreigner who had died at sea.

"By all means, Mr. Van der Velsen,"--replied Sir Morgan, "by all means:
there needs no petition: Wales, I thank God, has never failed in any
point of hospitality to poor strangers who were thrown upon her
kindness: much less could she betray her religious duties to the dead.
But what is the name of the deceased?" "Sare Morgan," replied the
Dutchman, "de pauvre man fos not Welsherman: to him Got fos not gif so
moch honneur: he no more dan pauvre Jack Frenshman. Bot vat den? He
goot Christen man, sweet--lovely--charmant man; _des plus aimables_;
oh! fos beautiful man of war!"

"But what was his name, I ask, Mr. Van der Velsen?"

"De name? de name? oh! de name is _le Harnois_; Monsieur le Harnois; he
fos Captain au service de Sa Majeste Tres Chretienne."

Bertram started with surprize: but he controlled his astonishment, and
attended to what followed from Sir Morgan.

"Well, Mr. Van der Velsen, Frenchman or not, I know of no possible
objection to his being decently buried. In the churchyard of
Aberkilvie, which lies by the seaside about eighteen miles from this
place, there are bodies of all nations--Dutch, English, Danes,
Spaniards, and no doubt Frenchmen--flung upon our shores by shipwreck
or other accidents of mortality. By all means let the French Captain be
honourably interred at Aberkilvie."

"Tank, Sare Morgan, moch tank: bot--bot, Sare, dare is anoder leetle
ting."

"And what is that, Sir?"

Here another friend of the deceased stepped forward and briefly stated
that Captain le Harnois was a Roman Catholic; and that his son
therefore naturally wished to bury him in a Catholic burying-ground.

"But where is there such a burying-ground?" asked Sir Morgan: "I know
of none but the chapel of Utragan, where nobody has been buried since
the wars of the Two Roses: and now, I am sorry to say, it is used as a
potato ground."

"If the lord lieutenant would permit us to carry the deceased so far
inland, there is the consecrated ground of Griffith ap Gauvon."

"True: there is Ap Gauvon certainly: I had forgot. Well, be it so: let
Captain le Harnois be buried in one of the chapels at Ap Gauvon."

"Tank, Sare, moch tank," said the Dutchman: "but dare is 'noder leetle
ting:" and then he explained in substance, that as the Captain had died
at sea, all his friends were apprehensive that the officers of the
Customs and Excise would insist on searching the hearse and cof