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It was a coffin with bones inside.
He lugged the coffin to the new portal and shoved it through.
Toward night candles were burning round his coffin, a pall was spread over it, the floor was strewn with sprays of juniper, a printed band was tucked in under his shriveled head, and in a corner of the room sat a chanter reading the psalms.
When the body, washed and dressed, lay in the coffin on a table, everyone came to take leave of him and they all wept.
It is not therefore larceny to steal a corpse, but any removal of the coffin or grave-cloths is otherwise, such remaining the property of the persons who buried the body.