Lay--smiling--like--a--star-fish--fast--asleep."

Wherewith Rosamond dropped her head and closed her eyes; while the
brothers shouted with mirth, except Frank, whose countenance was 'of
one hurt on a vulnerable side.'

"Disrespect to Elaine? Eh, Frank?" said Charlie; "how many pegs has
Julius gone down in your estimation?"

Frank would not commit himself, but he was evidently at the era of
sensitiveness on the poetical side. Cecil spoke for him. "How very
provoking! What did you do to him, Rosamond?"

"I kept off the sand-flies! I can't say but I was glad of a little
rest, for I had been packing up for the whole family for ten days
past, with interludes of rushing out into the town; for whatever we
had not forgotten, the shops had not sent home! Oh! what a paradise
of quiet it was under the rocks at Filey--wasn't it, Julius?"

"We will go there again next time we have a chance," said Julius,
looking blissful.

"I would never go again to the same place," cried Cecil. "That's
not the way to acquire new ideas."

"We are too old to acquire new ideas, my dear," drawled Rosamond,
sleepily.

"What did you go to the Church Congress for!" asked Charlie.