Jane And The Twelve Days Of Christmas (2014) - Plot & Excerpts
He looked as the Dead often do: as tho’ he had discarded his body like an old suit of clothes, and had escaped for parts unknown. Those clothes were the same—his Naval uniform—and the soft brown hair waving over the forehead looked real enough to touch. But Lieutenant Gage might have been a wax effigy, for all that remained of his spirit and understanding; it was the utter lack of animation in that still form that must have convinced Mary Gambier of what she already knew. She fell to her knees before the bier—Eliza had thoughtfully provided a prie-dieu for those wishing to pay their respects—and commenced a silent and relentless weeping. It was a quiet and restful place, there beneath the vaulted ceiling. Eliza had somehow found a few blooms in her hothouse, and had placed them near the bier—forced lilies, whose scent masked the underlying one of decay. She had placed candles in the Chapel’s iron holders, and these must have been constantly replenished by the maids. They shed a gentle golden light on the Lieutenant’s countenance.
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