'
'A couple of rocks,' suggested Jack.
'Not exactly,' replied the critical Rosalind, with great dignity. 'I
am black and blue already from practising my faint, and I expect to
shriek with pain when I fall to-morrow night.'
'St. Jacob's Oil relieves stiffened joints, smooths the wrinkles from
the brow of care, soothes lacerated feelings, and 'ushes the 'owl of
hinfancy,' remarked Geoffrey serenely, as he prepared to build the
required mossy banks.
'My dear cousin (there are times when I am glad it is only second
cousin), have you a secret contract to advertise a vulgar patent
medicine? or why this eloquence?' laughed Bell.
'And, Jack,' suggested Polly, 'you don't seem to be doing anything;
fix a stump for me to sit on while Orlando and Rosalind are making
love.'
'All right, countess. I'd like to see you stumped once in my life.
Shall we have the canvases brought for stage carpets?'
'We say no,' cried Rosalind, firmly. 'We shall be a thousand times
more awkward stumbling over stiff billows of carpet. Let's sweep the
ground as clean and smooth as possible, and let it go for all the
scenes.'
'Yes, we shall then be well GROUNDED in our parts,' remarked Phil,
hiding his head behind a bunch of candles.
'Take care, young man,' laughed Polly, 'or you may be "run to earth"
instead.'
'Or be requested by the audience to get up and dust,' cried the
irrepressible Jack, whose wit was very apt to be of a slangy
character.
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