"She'll be all right in a little while," he said. "If I could get her a glass of cold water——"
"I'll get you one," offered the bathing cashier. "We have some ice water inside."
"You are very kind," said Mrs. Bunker. "We went in bathing from this place not very long ago, but I did not see you here then."
"No, I come only in the afternoons," said the girl. "Another girl and I take turns, as the work is pretty hard on a hot day when lots of folks go in swimming."
She brought the water for Margy, and then the little girl opened her eyes and looked about her.
"Take a drink," said her mother. "Do you feel better now?"
"Yes," said Margy. "I'm all right. I felt awful funny," she said, and she smiled a little. Her cheeks were not so pale now, and she tried to sit up.
"Better lie down a bit yet," said Daddy Bunker. "Then you'll feel a lot better. Next time you mustn't ride so much on the merry-go-round. Too many trips are not good for any one."
In a short time Margy felt so much better that she could sit up. The cashier came back from her place at the window to ask how the little girl was feeling, and she seemed glad when told that Margy was better.
Russ, Rose and the other children had been asked to stay outside and play in the sand, but now, having been told by Aunt Jo that Margy was nearly recovered, they came in the bathing pavilion office to look at their little sister. Just at this time there were not many people wanting bathing-suits, so the cashier who had been so kind was not very busy.