“And the downs behind!”
“And trees in the distance!”
“And here’s a dog, to go after sticks. Here, Rover, Rover.”
A big black dog answered at once to the name, because he was a retriever, and they are all called Rover.
“And spades!” said the girl.
“And pails!” said the boy.
“And what pretty sea-poppies,” said the girl.
“And a basket—and grub in it!” said the boy. So they sat down and had lunch.
It was a lovely lunch. Lobsters and ice-creams (strawberry and pine-apple), and toffee and hot buttered toast and ginger-beer. They ate and ate, and thought of the aunt and uncle at home, and the minced veal and sago pudding, and they were very happy indeed.
Just as they were finishing their lunch they saw a swirling, swishing, splashing commotion in the green sea a little way off, and they tore off their clothes and rushed into the water to see what it was. It was a seal. He was very kind and convenient. He showed them how to swim and dive.
“But won’t it make us ill to bathe so soon after meals? Isn’t it wrong?” asked Thomasina.
