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 quietplace. 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， after the change from the cool water， felt hot and heavy. Susan and Lucy had raincoats to carry. Edmund had put down his coat on the station seat just before the magic overtook them， and he and Peter took it in turns to carry Peter’s great.coat.
