“In a few moments, I will show you Brighton and Manhattan Beaches,” said Dr. Sterling—“also the famous Coney Island of which you have heard so much.”
“I should dearly love to visit Coney,” said Dorothy.
“I have been there twice,” said Molly, proudly, “and it is a veritable city of wonders. I have never been able to understand how a brain can conceive all those funny things which amuse you.”
“Great brains are capable of many things in these days,” Jim said.
“Oh, are they now, my noble philosopher?”
“Yes, Miss Saucy, they are!”
“What’s that stretch of water east of us, with all the little islands in it?” asked Dorothy, suddenly.
“That is Jamaica Bay,” replied Mr. Ronald. “It lies across the peninsula from Rockaway Beach.”
“I thought Jamaica was in the West Indies, or some other forsaken spot,” said Molly.
“Come, come,” chided Dr. Sterling. “Remember your geography.”