“What are we to do to-day?” asked Martha at the breakfast table.
“Shop, and see the town,” suggested Jeanette.
“Suits me,” said Nancy, when they all waited for her comments. Just a few minutes before, she had heard the whistle of a boat from the wharf. The steamer from Boston must have docked, and the big bus was down there now ready for a new cargo of passengers. What would this crowd be like? She wondered.
“I have some letters to write; so I’ll have to be excused,” said Miss Ashton. “If I finish in time, I may hunt you up; if not, we’ll all meet here at lunch time.”
An hour later, the three girls were strolling along the main street, stopping in various stores to look at the goods most attractively displayed.
“I could spend a day in there,” said Nancy, as they left a stationer’s store, where English books and magazines invited one to browse.
“It’s funny, I suppose; but I never thought of their having different magazines from ours,” said Martha.
“I know. It gives one a kind of a start to look at the display, and not see a name one recognizes,” remarked Jeanette.
“I’d love to read them all, and compare them with similar publications of ours,” said Nancy.
“We might buy Joey one of those books for small boys,” suggested Jeanette.