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things we did. I don’t think they were
very kind,” she added, reflectively, ‘“ but
they were not meant to be unkind. We did
not understand them. Still, the seagulls
hated us.

“T used to like the clean, sandy places
best of all: it was so beautiful to see the
mackerel go by between you and the light
as you lay there resting. The black rocks
were terrible sometimes; great crabs, and
lobsters, and cray fish waited in hidden -
holes, and some of them could kill a mer-
maid easily. There was a big, dark cave,
too, that none of us dared to go near. We
wanted to find out what was inside, and
scores of big terrible arms were always
beckoning us from the opening. But once
upon a time—ages and ages before—a