'Don't believe it will suit me half so well,' persisted Livy, who would prefer nature to art, much to Amanda's disgust.
'We shall see,' observed Amanda, with the exasperating mildness of superior knowledge.
'We shall!' and Livy tied her cap in a hard knot as if to settle the matter.
V.
ITALY.
Sleep as deep, dreamless, and refreshing as if the beneficent spirit of Carlo Borromeo still haunted the enchanted lake, prepared the three for a day of calm delights. The morning was spent floating over the lake in a luxuriously cushioned boat with a gay awning and a picturesque rower, to visit Isola Bella. Everyone knows what a little Paradise has been made to blossom on that rock; so raptures over the flowers, the marbles, the panniers of lovely fruit, and the dirty, pretty children who offered them, are unnecessary.
In the afternoon, having despatched the luggage to Florence, our travellers sailed away to Luini, catching last glimpses of Monte Rosa, and enjoying the glories of an Italian sunset on an Italian lake. At Luini the girls caused much excitement by insisting on sitting up with the driver instead of sharing the coupé with their decorous duenna. 'We must see the lovely views and the moonlight,' said Amanda, and up she went.