"The burial will be in about a week. I'll contact you with the precise date and time." "You can cremate her if you want. Save yourself some money." Hunt turned on him. "That would be utterly improper. Fire mustn't touch her. It is proper that she is laid in the ground in accordance with her profound wishes." James felt his face flushing after the Undertaker's ticking off. Then the anger kicked in. "She's dead. It's not like she's going to know." "The only absence of knowledge is your own, Mr Guest. Now good day."