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THE IONIAN ISLES 23
Marken, held our biscuit. Since we had no other
dishes, box-covers served for bon-bon trays. Surely
never was a more Arcadian afternoon. The devoted
Ianni had gathered flowers for the occasion and had
made everything ready for our departure. We felt
dismal enough at having to change our camp dresses
for our travelling clothes, and gloves and hats seemed
equally odious; but at Vido one could not be un-
happy long about anything, and even at parting one
must, smile. So I waited till the others had gone
down to the shore; then, pulling a last bunch of
cyclamen and daisies, I ran to the boats."
Marken, held our biscuit. Since we had no other
dishes, box-covers served for bon-bon trays. Surely
never was a more Arcadian afternoon. The devoted
Ianni had gathered flowers for the occasion and had
made everything ready for our departure. We felt
dismal enough at having to change our camp dresses
for our travelling clothes, and gloves and hats seemed
equally odious; but at Vido one could not be un-
happy long about anything, and even at parting one
must, smile. So I waited till the others had gone
down to the shore; then, pulling a last bunch of
cyclamen and daisies, I ran to the boats."