"And do you mean to tell me that she really believes that lie ?" Benis Spence had taken his medical adviser up the slope to the Indian burying-ground.

It was the one place within reasonable radius where they were not likely to be interrupted by periodic appearances of Aunt Caroline.

Aunt Caroline never took liberties with burying-grounds.

"A graveyard is a graveyard," said Aunt Caroline, "and not a place for casual conversation." There-fore, amid the graves and the crosses, the friends felt fairly safe.
"Why shouldn't she believe it ?" countered Spence.

"Don't you suppose I can tell a lie properly ?" "To be honest--I don't." "Well," somewhat gloomily, "this one seemed to go over all right.