"No, we'll chip in," Mr. Marley suggested. "I'll pay twenty cents for Polly and Artie."
"Here is twenty for Jess and Ward," said Mr. Larue.
Mr. Williamson took the money and added another twenty cents for his two children, Margy and Fred.
"I'll be acting treasurer till the real treasurer gets to his trousers pockets," said Mr. Williamson. "Now then, let's carry out the program."
The children started to walk to the fishing pier while the fathers settled down comfortably in the sand, under a section of abandoned boardwalk that served to shade them nicely. They were anxious to read their morning papers.
"I wonder how far the beach goes?" speculated Jess, as she let a breaker come up almost to her ankles before she retreated.
"Florida," Artie said promptly.
"Could we walk to Florida?" said Jess a little doubtfully.
"Sure we could! Don't you remember how the coast looks on the map?" Fred reminded her.