appear as 'Another Merry Little Party of Well-known Sun-seekers. Names
from left to right: Blank, blank, Mr. Archibald Mannering, blank, blank.'
I'd better go and brush my hair."

Simpson returned to us, nervous and fully charged with advice.

"Right, Myra, I see. That'll be all right. Oh, look here, do you--oh yes,
I see. Right. Now then--wait a bit--oh yes, I've got it. Now then, what
shall we have first? A group?"

"Take the house and the garden and the village," said Thomas. "You'll see
plenty of _us_ afterwards."

"The first one is bound to be a failure," I pointed out. "Rather let him
fail at us, who are known to be beautiful, than at the garden, which has
its reputation yet to make. Afterwards, when he has got the knack, he
will be able to do justice to the scenery."

Archie joined us again, followed by the bull-dog. We grouped ourselves
picturesquely.

"That looks ripping," said Simpson. "Oh, look here, Myra, do you--No,
don't come; you'll spoil the picture. I suppose you have to--oh, it's all
right, I think I've got it."

"I shan't try to look handsome this time," said Archie; "it's not worth
it. I shall just put an ordinary blurred expression on."

"Now, are you ready? Don't move. Quite still, please; quite--"