96 The Cottage on the Cliff.

 

they called him; for Harry, good-
natured as he was, could not lose a
chance of teasing the little ones,
and sometimes, a little hurting their
tempers.

There was a great hollow place
in the cliff close to our house,
down which was the way to the
beach, which we took with the
least possible delay. Then came
the first delights of bathing, and
when that was over, the digging in
the sand and hunting for shells,
while , a took his morning sleep
on Susette’s lap. By and bywe went
home to dinner, and after that, to
hemming and sewing and reading