that it is red sandstone of Scotland.'

'Then I understand, sir, that this other throne is the Scottish
throne,' said the American gentleman.

'No, sir, the Scottish throne and the English throne are the same
throne. But at the time of William and Mary it was necessary to
crown her as well as him, and so a second throne was needed. But
that of course was modern.'

'Only a couple of hundred years ago. I wonder they let it in. But I
guess they might have taken better care of it. Some one has carved
his name upon it.'

'A Westminster boy bet his schoolfellows that he would sleep among
the tombs, and to prove that he had done it, he carved his name upon
the throne.'

'You don't say!' cried the American. 'Well, I guess that boy ended
pretty high up.'

'As high as the gallows, perhaps,' said Frank, and every one
tittered, but the guide hurried on with a grave face, for the dignity
of the Abbey was in his keeping.

'This tomb is that of Queen Eleanor,' said he.

Frank twitched Maude by the sleeve. 'Eleanor of Charing Cross,' said
he. 'See how one little bit of knowledge links on with another.'