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The funeral took place on the fourth day , at nine o'clock in the morning . Such -- in the day I write of -- was the custom of the country . Friends who lived at a distance rose and shaved by candle-light , and daybreak found them horsed and well on their way to the house of mourning , their errand announced by the long black streamers tied about their hats . The sad business over and done with , these guests returned to the house , where until noon a mighty breakfast lasted and all were welcome . Their black habiliments and lowered voices alone marked the difference between it and a hunting-breakfast . And indeed this morning Squire Willyams , who had taken over the hounds after Squire Moyle 's death , had given secret orders to his huntsmen ; and the pack was waiting at Three-barrow Turnpike , a couple of miles inland from Carwithiel . At half-past ten the mourners drained their glasses , shook the crumbs off their riding-breeches , and took leave ; and after halting outside Carwithiel gates to unpin and pocket their hat-bands , headed for the meet with one accord .