"What's the fun of that, Monty?
you let it drop on purpose." "O never mind; I'll get Wildney another.

I really daren't let you look, for fear you should _fancy_ the same as I did, for it must be fancy.

O _don't_ let us put in there--at least not all of us." What _was_ that thing in the water ?--When Wright and Vernon left the others, they walked along the coast, following the direction of the boat, and agreed to amuse themselves in collecting eggs.

They were very successful, and, to their great delight, managed to secure some rather rare specimens.

When they had tired themselves with this pursuit, they lay on the summit of one of the cliffs which formed the sides of Avon Glen, and Wright, who was very fond of poetry, read Vernon a canto of Marmion with great enthusiasm.
So they whiled away the morning, and when the canto was over, Vernon took a great stone and rolled it for amusement over the cliff's edge.