Max was wishing that he had taken the trip alone.
Gwen heartily wished that she had remained on the beach.
She was not only tired, but her feet were sore and blistered.
Max walked ahead, and Gwen found it hard work to keep up.
"Oh, Max!" she cried at last, "Do wait for me!" but Max either did not hear, or hearing, refused to wait, and Gwen, unable to take another step, sank down on the coarse grass and burst into tears.