Carl and Jerry were sitting opposite them on another tombstone and all were rather full of mischief after being cooped up all day.
“The air just SHINES to-night, doesn’t it? It’s been washed so clean, you see,” said Faith happily.
Mary Vance eyed her gloomily. Knowing what she knew, or fancied she knew, Mary considered that Faith was far too light-hearted. Mary had something on her mind to say and she meant to say it before she went home. Mrs. Elliott had sent her up to the manse with some new-laid eggs, and had told her not to stay longer than half an hour. The half hour was nearly up, so Mary uncurled her cramped legs from under her and said abruptly,