CHAPTER IV.
THE "PRETTY CHURCHYARD."
IT was late in the day when the aunt and niece seated themselves in the train for Littlebourne. Mrs. Rowles counted up her money, and then counted up the time.
"It will be eight o'clock before we get home," she remarked; "it will be getting dark and near your bed-time."
"I don't care," said Juliet; "I don't want to go to bed."
"Oh, no; but I shall be tired and sleepy. Juliet, have you ever been in the country?"
"No."
"But you said you liked the Crystal Palace."