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it caused. Khun Yay had to clean up after her teacher's discharges, give her a blanket bath and wash her clothes. She brought perfumed ointment to help hide the smell — at least to preserve Khun Yay Thongsuk's dignity when students from all over the country came to see her on sick visits. One day, after Khun Yay Thongsuk had visited the restroom, she smiled reassuringly, but said to Khun Yay Chandra in a perfectly matter-of-fact voice, "The cancer has now eaten through my intestines. You alone will be with me as I die. The others won't want to be there." When it came to her final hour, Khun Yay Thongsuk lay dying with her head in Khun Yay Chandra's lap. Indeed, they were left alone. Although the disease was wreaking its worst, Khun Yay Thongsuk's eyes were alert and open. She informed Khun Yay Chandra, "My time has come. I can see Buddha images all around me." Khun Yay Chandra listened without any sign of grief, replying, "Sister! Cast yourself into Nirvana." Such words made sense only between adepts of meditation. Khun Yay Thongsuk passed away peacefully there in Khun Yay Chandra's lap. Khun Yay organised a funeral of dramatic scale for her teacher and sister in the Dhamma, with three days of ceremony. The chanting was held at Wat Paknam and the cremation at Wat Apsornsuwan, with the subsequent floating away of her ashes on the water. Khun Yay was able to borrow the funerary altar previously used for the funeral of the well-known princess of King Rama V. It was an elegant and well-organised ceremony.