Gus nodded as he pushed the body through the darkness beyond the doorway, only his voice coming back to her. "Be happy about that. War is a dreadful business and leads to misery." There was a sound and he had turned on a distant oil lamp and she could see the basement was full of shelves with boxes and spare caskets and the like organized around the room. There were a few empty tables against the back area with another door closed at the very end. He pushed the table with the body to line up with the others and started to walk back. "I hope that I do not see another war in my life time and I would be happy."