“But we have no turtle.”
“There must be a way to get one,” Vevi declared. “Let’s ask.”
The girls sidled over toward the lifeguard. He was busy and did not act as if he wanted to be bothered.
“Well, what is it?” he asked impatiently.
“Please,” said Connie politely, “may anyone enter the race?”
“That’s right.”
“We have no turtle,” Vevi informed him. “How do we get one?”
“You’ll have to hunt,” replied the lifeguard. He spoke rather crossly, snapping out his words.
“But where does one find a turtle?”
“That’s up to you,” the guard returned, shrugging his powerful shoulders. He walked away before the girls could ask another question.