"But if ye need a coffin ye'll no need a wife."
"The wedding-cake will do for the funeral feast," I said hopefully. "I've ordered it."
Janet laughed.
"Eh! It wud be awfu' funny to eat weddin' cake at a burial!" she cried. "Wud'n it?"
"I don't think I would be in a position to appreciate the fun of the thing, Janet."
"Maggie wudna see muckle fun in it either," said Gladys.
"Wud Jim Jackson be yer chief mourner?" asked Ellen.
"Possibly," I said, "but don't mention the fact to him. He'll become unsettled. He's an ambitious youth, Jim, and his position as best man at my marriage will merely make him long for other worlds to conquer."
"Ye wud hae a big funeral," said Janet thoughtfully.