"That sounds perfect to me. Then you could both match," Marian added. "We could hunt sea shells for the blanket and your necklaces first, and-" she said looking at Merry, decidedly like she was giving him a quest, "--maybe even a small, smooth one could give your father for his pocket, and work up to lunch when the time is right."

She set down the basket near to a corner, not too worried about anyone touching things while they were on the tour, with so many people watching over them no matter where they were now.