"But perhaps it was when at the seaside in September, at Broadstairs, Herne Bay, or Dover, Crinoline and her mamma invigorated themselves with the sea-breezes of the ocean--perhaps it was there that she was enabled to assume that covering for her head in which her soul most delighted. It was a Tom and Jerry hat turned up at the sides, with a short but knowing feather, velvet trimmings, and a steel buckle blinking brightly in the noonday sun. Had Macassar seen her in this he would have yielded himself her captive at once, quarter or no quarter. It was the most marked, and perhaps the most attractive peculiarity of the Lady Crinoline's face, that the end of her nose was a little turned up. This charm, in unison with the upturned edges of her cruel-hearted hat, was found by many men to be invincible. "We all know how dreadful is the spectacle of a Saracen's head, as it appears, or did appear, painted on a huge board at the top of Snow Hill. From that we are left to surmise with what tremendous audacity of countenance, with what terror-striking preparations of the outward man, an Eastern army is led to battle. Can any men so fearfully bold in appearance ever turn their backs and fly? They look as though they could destroy by the glance of their ferocious eyes. Who could withstand the hirsute horrors of those fiery faces? "There is just such audacity, a courage of a similar description, perhaps we may say an equal invincibility, in the charms of those Tom and Jerry hats when duly put on, over a face of the proper description--over such a face as that of the Lady Crinoline. They give to the wearer an appearance of concentration of pluck. But as the Eastern array does quail before the quiet valour of Europe, so, we may perhaps say, does the open, quick audacity of the Tom and Jerry tend to less powerful results than the modest enduring patience of the bonnet." 'So ends the second chapter--bravo, Charley,' said Mrs. Woodward. 'In the name of the British female public, I beg to thank you for your exertions.' 'The editor said I was to write down turned-up hats,' said Charley. 'I rather like them myself.' 'I hope my new slouch is not an audacious Saracen's head,' said Linda. 'Or mine,' said Katie. 'But you may say what you like about them now; for mine is drowned.' 'Come, girls, there are four more chapters, I see. Let me finish it, and then we can discuss it afterwards.' "CHAPTER III "Having thus described the Lady Crinoline----" 'You haven't described her at all,' said Linda; 'you haven't got beyond her clothes yet.' 'There is nothing beyond them,' said Charley. 'You haven't even described her face,' said Katie; 'you have only said that she had a turned-up nose.' 'There is nothing further that one can say about it,' said Charley. "Having thus described the Lady Crinoline,' continued Mrs. Woodward, 'it now becomes our duty, as impartial historians, to give some account of Mr. Macassar Jones.