does, unless they both have more sense and less constancy than you
expect. Well, this really is a splendid view. Old Mr. Delrio would
be wild about it."

Here the steep and stony hill brought them into contact with the pony
carriage, nor were there any more confidential conversations. The
pony was put up at the top of the hill leading from Rockstone to
Rockquay, and thence the party walked down for Miss Prescott to make
a few purchases, and, moreover, to begin by gratifying Thekla's
reiterated entreaty for a bicycle, though, as she was unpractised and
growing so fast, it was decided to be better to hire a tricycle for
practice, and one bicycle on which Vera and Paula might learn the
art.

The choice was a long one, and left only just time for a peep into
the two churches and a study of the hours of their services. St.
Kenelm's was decided to be a "perfect gem," ornaments, beauty, and
all, a little overdone, perhaps, in Magdalen's opinion, but perfectly
"the thing" in her sisters'.

This St. Andrew's fulfilled to her mind, being handsome, reverent,
and decorous in all the arrangements, while to the younger folk it
was "all very well," but quite of the old times. Little did they
know of "old times" beyond the quarter century of their birth! Poor
old Arnscombe might feebly represent them, but even that had
struggled out of the modern "dark ages." Magdalen had decided on
talking to Agatha and seeing how far she understood the situation,
and she came to her room to put her in possession now that Mrs. Best
had left the guest chamber free.