“I … I noticed it when I brought the chrysanthemums up yesterday morning. The ground was sunk a little, and cracks were showing at the sides. I told the sexton to put it right. He seems to have done it. … Laurie, why do you look like that?”
He was staring at her with an expression that might have meant anything. She would not have been surprised if he had burst into a fit of laughter. It was horrible and unnatural.
“Laurie! Laurie! Don’t look like that!”
He turned suddenly away and left her. She hurried after him.
On the way to the house he told her the whole story from beginning to end.