It is a single round, low tower, shaped like the tomb of Cacilia Metella.
They left it on her breast, in the coffin, and it went with that guilty woman to the tomb.
At my departure their tomb had been hidden in the morning mist.
Like the tomb of William the Conqueror at Caen, it disappeared long ago.
It should not be a tomb save as upon the fourth day the sepulchre in the ...