He was looking out of the window, with his forehead knitted and his lips compressed.

Lois had just thought how cross he looked.

"You ain't been out to see anything of the town, have you, Lois ?" asked Mrs.Maxwell, sweetly.
Lois started.

"No, ma'am," she said, faintly.
"You ain't been into the graveyard, I s'pose ?" "No, ma'am." "You'd ought to go in there an' see the Mason monument.

Francis, don't you want to go over there with her an' show her the Mason monument ?" Francis rose promptly.
"I guess I'd rather not," Lois said, hurriedly.
"Oh, you run right along!" cried Mrs.Maxwell.