human
Oh, Lily! this is a bonny quiet place. How I wish they were lying here!
gpt
Yes, said Lilias, softly,
human
Oh, no! they are not there. I suppose it is all the same to them. But yet, if I were going to die, I would like better to lie down here in this quiet place than among the many, many graves yonder in the town. Wouldn't you, Lily?
gpt
Yes; for some things I would. I should like to be where the friends I love could often come. Look yonder how all the people are sitting beside the graves of their own friends. That is Ellen Wilson and her brother beside their father's grave. I read the name on the stone as I came in this morning. And Mrs Stirling's husband and children are buried there in the corner where she is sitting. She told me about them the last time she was in. I think the folk here must mind their friends better than they would if they never saw their graves.
human
But we'll never forget our father and mother, though we can't see their graves, said Archie, eagerly;
gpt
I do wish they were lying here beside my grandfather and all the rest.