She did not do any more shopping, but turned her face toward the sea.

She was going to give us a nice walk along the beach, although it was a dark, disagreeable, cloudy day when most young ladies would have stayed in the house.

The Morris children never minded the weather.

Even in the pouring rain, the boys would put on rubber boots and coats and go out to play.
Miss Laura walked along, the high wind blowing her cloak and dress about, and when we got past the houses, she had a little run with us.
We jumped, and frisked, and barked, till we were tired; and then we walked quietly along.
A little distance ahead of us were some boys throwing sticks in the water for two Newfoundland dogs.

Suddenly a quarrel sprang up between the dogs.