"Then make haste!" said Mr. Lenox. "It will sound nowhere better than here."
"Yes, go on," said his wife now, raising her heavy eyelids.
"Well," said Lois. "Do you remember Bryant's 'Thanatopsis'?"
"Of course. That is bright enough at any rate," said the lady.
"Do you think so?"
"Yes! What is the matter with it?"
"Dark—and earthly."
"I don't think so at all!" cried Mrs. Lenox, now becoming excited in her turn. "What would you have? I think it is beautiful! And elevated; and hopeful."
"Can you repeat the last lines?"
"No; but I dare say you can. You seem to me to have a library of poets in your head."