Mrs.Minot drove to Gloucester one afternoon, leaving Jill safely established after her nap in the boat, with Gerty and Mamie making lace beside her.
"Don't try to walk or run about, my dear.

Sit on the piazza if you get tired of this, and amuse yourself quietly till I come back.

I'll not forget the worsted and the canvas," said Mamma, peeping over the bank for a last word as she waited for the omnibus to come along.
"Oh, _don't_ forget the Gibraltars!" cried Jill, popping her head out of the green roof.
"Nor the bananas, please!" added Gerty, looking round one end.
"Nor the pink and blue ribbon to tie our shell-baskets," called Mamie, nearly tumbling into the aquarium at the other end.
Mrs.Minot laughed, and promised, and rumbled away, leaving Jill to an experience which she never forgot.
For half an hour the little girls worked busily, then the boys came for Gerty and Mamie to go to the Chasm with a party of friends who were to leave next day.

Off they went, and Jill felt very lonely as the gay voices died away.

Every one had gone somewhere, and only little Harry Hammond and his maid were on the beach.