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Oh, please come down and see the box on the beach!" Ever since they had come to Cousin Tom's, at Seaview, the six little Bunkers had hoped to find some treasure-trove on the beach. That is, Russ and Rose and Vi and Laddie did. Margy and Mun Bun were almost too little to understand what the others meant by "treasure," but they liked to go along the sand looking for things.
And, as Mun Bun was still fast to his legs, when Russ pulled on them he pulled his little brother out into view. "Hi! Quit that! What you doin'?" Mun Bun wanted to know. "I had to get you out," said Russ. "Where's Margy?" Margy did not answer in words, but she did by crawling out from where she had been sitting next to Mun Bun.
She stooped lower down to see under the edge of the fruit stand. By this time Mrs. Bunker had seen what had happened, and she called: "Margaret Bunker, get right up off your knees this instant. You'll spoil your clean white stockings! Get up! We'll miss the boat!" But Margy paid no heed. She could see the kitten now, back in a dark corner under the stand, and she wanted to get it out.
Prince, sardonically disapproving, "I always said she'd end in that kind of thing, didn't I, Margy?" "You did, dear," said Marguerite, with wifely eagerness. These two respected not only themselves but each other. The ensuing conversation showed that Mr. Prince was somewhat disgusted with the mundane movement, and that Marguerite was his disciple.
We each have one all except Russ and Laddie, 'cause they're too big to play with dolls. But now Margy's is lost. But we've two more home, Margy, 'cause there were half a dozen in the box, and you can have one of them." "Don't want them!" exclaimed Margy. "I want my own doll that I had on the sled. Where is she?" And Margy cried harder than ever. "We'll look," said Dick.
"She no see she no want," he whispered to Mrs. Bunker. "I want an orange!" exclaimed Mun Bun, seeing Margy beginning to eat hers. "I likes oranges!" "All right, we'll all have some," said Mr. Bunker. It seemed like disappointing the stand-owner to go away without buying some, after all that had gone on at his place of business. So Mr.
Margy and Mun Bun and Laddie and Vi became so interested in looking for the sand hoppers that they forgot about digging for gold, and it was almost time for supper when Russ came whistling down the beach calling: "Who wants to come and see me sail my boat?" "I do! I do!" cried Mun Bun and Laddie, and the girls, Rose also, said they would go.
"They're up in the attic!" cried Russ. "Some one is ringing the bells in the attic!" By this time it seemed as if every one in Grandpa Ford's house at Great Hedge was awake. Even Mun Bun and Margy sat up in bed, after having had their drinks, and listened. "There certainly are bells jingling," said Mother Bunker.
"They were here a minute ago. I'll go and look for them." Just as Rose got up and as Mrs. Bunker arose from the hammock, a voice down near the shore of the inlet called: "Come back. Get out of that boat! Mother, Margy and Mun Bun are in the boat, and it's loose, and they're riding down the inlet and the tide's going out! Oh, Mother, hurry!" You can easily believe that Mrs.
"Oh, the water's getting deeper," said Margy, as she took another step and found it coming over her little knees. "What are we going to do, Mun Bun?" "I I guess we must go back to the middle of the island and stay there," said her brother. "Oh, shall we ever get off?" Margy asked, and her voice sounded as though she might cry before long. "I can't ever wade to shore when the water is so deep.
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