Never mind to take your monument ticket to-day.

Now, ladies and gentlemen, if _you_ please!" Like a grotesque frieze the party moved one by one along the plank gangway and up the brown crumbling bank.

Mr.Stephens led them, a thin, dry, serious figure, in an English straw hat.

His red "Baedeker" gleamed under his arm, and in one hand he held a little paper of notes, as if it were a brief.

He took Miss Sadie by one arm and her aunt by the other as they toiled up the bank, and the young girl's laughter rang frank and clear in the morning air as "Baedeker" came fluttering down at their feet.