"I wish I could! I wish I could! But I do so wish to see what Mervyn is like."
"You impatient little goose, do try and think of something else and time will go over much faster. But I tell you what, Bun," said Miss Kerr, when they had finished their early dinner, "we will go and take a good run on the sands and that will pass the afternoon very nicely for us."
"But they might come when we are away, and that would be dreadful."
"No, they won't, because they can't," said Miss Kerr with a smile. "The train does not come in until seven, and it is only three now, so you see we have plenty of time for a nice walk."
CHAPTER IV.
BUNNY GETS A FRIGHT.
