about eleven o’clock at night
` God has forgiven him , ' said Virginia gravely , as she rose to her feet , and a beautiful light seemed to illumine her face . ` What an angel you are ! ' cried the young Duke , and he put his arm round her neck and kissed her . FOUR days after these curious incidents a funeral started from Canterville Chase at about eleven o'clock at night . The hearse was drawn by eight black horses , each of which carried on its head a great tuft of nodding ostrich-plumes , and the leaden coffin was covered by a rich purple pall , on which was embroidered in gold the Canterville coat-of-arms . By the side of the hearse and the coaches walked the servants with lighted torches , and the whole procession was wonderfully impressive . Lord Canterville was the chief mourner , having come up specially from Wales to attend the funeral , and sat in the first carriage along with little Virginia .