"Well, if you come to water, don't fall in," advised Mrs. Bunker with a laugh.
"You go get a shovel and dig, too," called Russ to Rose.
"No, I don't want to," said his sister. "I'll watch you."
My, how the sand was flying on the beach now! Russ, Laddie and George were all digging as fast as they could with their shovels, each one trying to make the biggest hole. Mun Bun and Margy dug also, but, though they made a lot of sand fly, they did not always dig in the same place. Instead of keeping to one hole they made three or four. But they had just as much fun.
Suddenly Laddie, who had made a hole in which he could stand, it being so deep that he was half hidden from sight in it, uttered a cry.
"What's the matter?" asked his mother. "Did you hurt yourself?"
"Did you dig up a Sallie Growler?" asked Vi.
"Maybe it's a crab," said Mun Bun, and he dropped his shovel and started for his mother.
"No, nothing like that," said Laddie. "Only—oh, goody—I guess I've found the treasure!" he shouted.
"Treasure!" cried Russ. "What do you mean?"