"Yes, please," answered the little girl. "I feel a lot better now."
"That's good," said Mary Turner, as she went to the water-cooler.
"Wasn't it funny I should see her again?" said Violet. "She was awful nice to me when I was lost."
"She seems like a very nice girl," said Mrs. Bunker, "and she is certainly very kind to us. I'm glad we met her."
Mary came back with more water for Margy, who was now able to walk around, the feeling of illness having passed.
"I want to go down and play in the sand," she said.
"Better not go out in the hot sun right away," advised Aunt Jo. "Stay in the shade a bit, Margy."
"Yes," urged Mary Turner. "Come and see my queer little office, where I sit all day and hand out tickets and take in gold watches and diamond rings and things like that."
"Do you keep 'em?" asked Russ.
"Oh, no! The people who go in bathing leave them with me for safety. I have to give them back when they hand me the check I give them. I keep each person's things separately in little pigeonholes, and there is a man on guard there, too,—a sort of policeman."