So that's all right--Philip.
Come on; let's take another look at that fascinating cellar of mine!" But Selwyn laughingly declined, and after a little while he went away, first to look up a book which he was having bound for Eileen, then to call on his sister who, with Eileen, had just returned from a week at Silverside with the children, preliminary to moving the entire establishment there for the coming summer; for the horses and dogs had already gone; also Kit-Ki, a pessimistic parrot, and the children's two Norwegian ponies.
"Silverside is too lovely for words!" exclaimed Nina as Selwyn entered the library.

"The children almost went mad.

You should have seen the dogs, too--tearing round and round the lawn in circles--poor things! They were crazy for the fresh, new turf.

And Kit-Ki! she lay in the sun and rolled and rolled until her fur was perfectly filthy.

Nobody wanted to come away; Eileen made straight for the surf; but it was an arctic sea, and as soon as I found out what she was doing I made her come out." "I should think you would," he said; "nobody can do that and thrive." "She seems to," said Nina; "she was simply glorious after the swim, and I hated to put a stop to it.