The sun beat down upon her uncovered head.

She smiled a welcome.
"How do you do?
How kind of you to come and see me! I am sorry I wasn't here to receive you, but it was so glorious down on the shore that I stayed to dry my hair.

Do come in!" "Oh, I can't--really!" protested Mrs.Fielding.

"I shall die if I don't get a little air.

I thought perhaps you would like to come for a little spin with me.