She did not care to read long at a time, and she grew tired of looking at nothing but water.

Soon she began walking up and down the deck, looking for something to entertain her.

In one place some little girls were busy with scissors and paint-boxes, making paper dolls.

Farther along two boys were playing checkers, and, under the stairs, a group of children, gathered around their governess, were listening to a fairy tale.
Lloyd longed to join them, for she fairly ached for some amusement.

She paused an instant, with her hand on the rail, as she heard one sentence: "And the white prince, clasping the crystal ball, waved his plumed cap to the gnome, and vanished." Wondering what the story was about, Lloyd walked around to the other side of the deck, only to find another long uninteresting row of sleepy figures stretched out in steamer-chairs, and half hidden in rugs and cloaks.