At the gate of the cemetery they paused a moment,
then slowly defiled up the churchyard, and disappeared into the church;
the chief mourner, who was the widow of the dead man, weeping silently
but bitterly.
We were ready to leave, and when the last mourner had disappeared within
the church, followed by some of the village people, we turned to our
driver and gave him the signal for departure. We left St. Pol very
reluctantly. There was an indescribable charm about it, as there is
about certain places and certain people. St. Thegonnec, Guimiliau--as
far as the villages were concerned, we were glad to turn our backs upon
them; nothing attracted us; we had nothing in common with them; the
charm was wanting. But at St. Jean-du-Doigt it was the very opposite; we
longed to take up a short abode there, and felt that the days would be
well spent and full of happiness. But time forbade the indulgence, as
time generally forbids all such luxuries to the workers in the world.
Only those whose occupation in life is the pursuit of pleasure can, like
Dr. Syntax, go off in search of the picturesque, and wander about at
their own sweet desire like a will-o'-the-wisp.
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