Wait and see.

Old St.John's is a darling place.
It's been a graveyard so long that it's ceased to be one and has become one of the sights of Kingsport.

I was all through it yesterday for a pleasure exertion.

There's a big stone wall and a row of enormous trees all around it, and rows of trees all through it, and the queerest old tombstones, with the queerest and quaintest inscriptions.

You'll go there to study, Anne, see if you don't.