Scarce two months had passed since their arrival and they were familiar with all the cosy retreats, nooks and pretty spots to be found.

Surrounded by her followers, Lady Rosamond appeared as a naiad holding revel with her sylvan subjects.
In her present mood the woods seemed to suggest calm.

With her companion, Mary Douglas, and the romping children, Lady Rosamond was seemingly happy.

A slight accident occurred which somewhat disturbed the enjoyment of all, more especially those whom it most concerned.
In crossing a narrow brook by means of a small plank which, being rotten, gave way, Lady Rosamond was thrown into the water with no regard to ceremony.

A loud scream from Helen Douglas, who was standing near, brought the whole company, while terrified shrieks arose on all sides.
In an instant Master Johnnie Douglas appeared in sight followed by Lieut.Trevelyan.The mischievous disposition of the former could not prevent an outburst of laughter despite all his high notions of gallantry.