CHAPTER XVI
THE GIANT’S CAUSEWAY
“Stand still now, while I count you once more,” directed Aunt Hannah, as they stood at the street corner in Portrush waiting for the electric tram-car to take them down to the Giant’s Causeway.
“No matter how many times I count you, there’s always one missing. Deena, look out for Columba. Kathleen, stand there by your brother;” and Mrs. Malone took Victoria firmly by the hand and gathered the children closer together lest one should stray away before they could all be safely settled in the car.
“Everyone looks at us as if they thought we were crazy,” said Hannah. “Do you remember the man in Dublin who said, ‘There’s a big man with a big family’?”
“He was wishing himself in my place, I’m thinking,” said her father with fond pride, as he looked over his rollicking brood; “and it takes a big family to see a big city, for everyone sees something different.”
“We saw a good deal of Dublin for one day, even if Kathleen and Feena did get lost,” said Connie, taking Feena’s hand to keep her from getting lost again.
“It was easy to get lost in O’Connell Street,” replied Feena. “There were so many lovely things in the shop windows that I just thought I’d go inside to see more.”
“Here comes the car,” shouted Columba, and in a moment all the younger Malones were scrambling in, to get seats by the window, while the older ones followed more slowly.
“I wonder where Father is,” Kathleen said, as the car ran along through the center of the little town. “I’ve looked for him everywhere this morning.”