There was, however, but little freshness and beauty in any of them when they came out of the water.
Violet and Grace found a seat under an awning.

Max came running up to them.
"Papa is going in with Lulu first," he said; "then he will bring her out and take me with him for a swim beyond the breakers.

I'll just wait here with you till my turn comes." "See, see, they're in the water!" cried Grace; "and oh, what a big, big wave that is coming! There, it would have knocked Lulu down if papa hadn't had fast hold of her." "Yes; it knocked a good many others down," laughed Max; "just hear how they are screeching and screaming." "But laughing, too," said Violet, "as if they find it fine sport." "Who is that man sitting on that bench nearest the water, and looking just ready to run and help if anybody needs it ?" asked Grace.
"Oh, that's Captain Gorham," said Max.

"and to run and help if he's needed is exactly what he's there for.

And I presume he always does it; for they say no bather was ever drowned here." Ten or fifteen minutes later a little dripping figure left the water, and came running toward them.
"Why, it's Lulu," Gracie said, as it drew near, calling out to Max that papa was ready for him.
Max was off like a shot in the direction of the water, and Lulu shouted to her sister, "Oh Gracie, it's such fun! I wish you had gone, too." Violet hastened to throw a waterproof cloak about Lulu's shoulders, and bade her hurry to the house, rub hard with a coarse towel, and put on dry clothing.
"I will go with you," she added, "if you wish." "Oh no, thank you, Mamma Vi," Lulu answered, in a lively, happy tone.