'
'For shame!' he answered, laughing. 'What right had you to know that
I knew the taste of Cape from Roriz?'
But his evident enjoyment of the 'good creature' was no small
pleasure to the provider, though it was almost choking to meet the
glistening glance of Mrs. Underwood's grateful eyes, knowing, as she
did, that there were three more such bottles in the straw at the
bottom of the hamper. And when baby Angela had clasped her fat hands,
and, as 'youngest at the board,' 'inclined the head and pronounced
the solemn word,' her father added, 'Gratias Deo, and Grazie a
lei. We must renew our childhood's training, dear Mary--make our bow
and curtesy, and say "Thank you for our good dinner."'
'Thank Felix for our pleasant day,' said Mr. Audley. 'Come, boys,
have a swing! there's a branch too good not to be used; and Ful has
already hung himself up like a two-toed sloth.'
Then began the real festivity--the swinging, the flower and fern
hunting, the drawing, the racing and shouting, the merry calls and
exchange of gay foolish talk and raillery.
Mr. Underwood lay back on a slope of moss, with a plaid beneath him,
and a cushion under his head, and said that the Elysian fields must
have been a prevision of this beech-wood.
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