Two or three sand-pipers ran about among the pebbles, and Jill envied them their nimble legs so much, that she could not resist getting up to take a few steps.

She longed to run straight away over the firm, smooth sand, and feel again the delight of swift motion; but she dared not try it, and stood leaning on her tall parasol with her book in her hand, when Frank, Jack, and the bicycle boy came rowing lazily along and hailed her.
"Come for a sail, Jill?
Take you anywhere you like," called Jack, touched by the lonely figure on the beach.
"I'd love to go, if you will row.

Mamma made me promise not to go sailing without a man to take care of me.

Would it spoil your fun to have me ?" answered Jill, eagerly.
"Not a bit; come out on the big stones and we'll take you aboard," said Frank, as they steered to the place where she could embark the easiest.
"All the rest are gone to the Chasm.

I wanted to go, because I've never seen it; but, of course, I had to give it up, as I do most of the fun;" and Jill sat down with an impatient sigh.
"We'll row you round there.