On his tomb, when the stone was sealed down above the empty coffin, they spread a princely feast: chicken, soy, lychees, melon, curd, and yellow wine in costly tiny cups—food for the spirit of lord Sên King-lo. And Sên Ya Tin fasted till she fainted. But in her heart Sên Ya Tin did not grieve. For she thought that it was better so. * * * * * The berries are red upon the holly. There is snow upon the graves. It is quiet in the churchyard. THE END TRANSCRIBER NOTES Mis-spelled words and printer errors have been fixed. Inconsistency in hyphenation has been retained. End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of Mr. and Mrs. Sên, by Louise Jordan Miln