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o come down to the sea，and if we walk along the beach we’re bound to come to them．”
They all now waded back and went first across the smooth，wet sand and then up to the dry，crumbly sand that sticks to one’s toes，and began putting on their shoes and socks．Edmund and Lucy wanted to leave them behind and do their exploring with bare feet，but Susan said this would be a mad thing to do．“We might never find them again，”she pointed out，“and we shall want them if we’re still here when night comes and it begins to be cold．”
When they were dressed again they set out along the shore with the sea on their left hand and the wood on their right．Except for an occasional seagull it was a very quiet place．The wood was so thick and tangled that they could hardly see into it at all; and nothing in it moved-not a bird，not even an insect．
Shells and seaweed and anemones，or tiny crabs in rock-pools，are all very well，but you soon get tired of them if you are thirsty．The children’s feet，a
